Translator: Simple MTL  Editor: Simple MTL

Ross's entire face was contorted.

It was too cruel and too b.l.o.o.d.y.

In that sea of fire, he could clearly see Tom and the other two struggling non-stop. They were somehow being burned alive.

But when he turned around to look at the people, he was stunned.

The people's expressions were filled with excitement and pa.s.sion. They believed that what was burning in the fire was not life, but evil and unjust power. It was like the baptism of fairness. After shattering the evil, what was left was naturally fairness and justice.

“Ah ah, help!”

“Police comrades, quickly come and save me. I can't take it anymore. I'm going to be burned to death.”

“You trash, what kind of self-proclaimed police? You are the law enforcers of the people. Are you just going to watch us burn to death and be executed by the Death Inquisitor?”

Furious roars came from within the fire, causing Ross's face to contort. It was as if tens of thousands of ants were gnawing at his heart, causing his entire body to tremble in pain.

F*ck!

Hurry up and save them!

When will the helicopter from the munic.i.p.al bureau arrive?

F*ck!

Ross now knew how having unanswered prayers felt like.

“d.a.m.n it! Are we just going to watch as three lives are burned to death?” Ross gritted his teeth.

The old man sighed and said, “A few years ago, a woman fell here. I and hundreds of people rushed over to save her, and one of us was almost swallowed by the swamp. In the end, we succeeded in getting rid of her. Two years ago, a few children were playful and accidentally fell into the swamp. The villagers who pa.s.sed by jumped into the swamp and almost lost their lives. If it was a person, we would save him. We would also save the animals, but if it was a devil that was worse than animals, why would we save him? There is a bottom line here. If more people were killed because we saved him, who would pay for this sin in the end? Does he deserve to be saved?”

His words were simple, but they were deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Ross was silent. The other citizens were silent. The police officers who came to enforce the law were silent.

They understood such a simple logic. Everyone understood it. However, if they stood on different sides, the result would definitely be different.

As ordinary people, they could watch them burn to death and vent the hatred in their hearts. However, their ident.i.ties were different. They were police officers. They were not allowed to use private methods to punish evil. Otherwise, what was the use of the law? Where was the justice they were protecting?

Their positions were different, and their rights were different. However, it was basically everyone's duty to eliminate evil and uphold justice.

At this moment, Tom was surrounded by flames. He had completely turned into a burning man. His hair and clothes were all on fire. The burning pain invaded his entire body, and then there was a crackling sound. This was the sound of his skin being burnt.

“Ah! Ah!”

Tom lost the rope and the support point. He immediately wrapped his hand around the iron chain. However, the iron chain had already been roasted until it was red. The temperature was frighteningly high. Immediately, it burned a red mark on his skin. There was another shrill scream.

He endured the pain. The muscles on his face were trembling. Then, he tried his best to lower his body and sink into the black water until his head was over.

When Jeff saw this, he also quickly sank. His body was completely submerged in the swamp. There was fire on the top and water on the bottom. The alternating cold made his body explode. He felt as if his body was going to succ.u.mb to the pain.

Charles was even more miserable. He was already in his seventies, and his entire lower body had lost consciousness. Now, with the fierce flames, his entire face had turned black, and his hair was gone. He had become bald.

However, the fire continued to burn his body.

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!

In the close-up, his body slowly turned yellow. On the surface of his skin, a yellow sticky substance flowed out. This was the grease in the human body. It was making crackling sounds.

“Save me, save—”

The moment he opened his mouth, a flame with thick smoke entered his mouth.

Sizzle! Sizzle!

The pain and hot air current made him feel suffocated.

Seeing this scene, everyone cheered happily.

“Wow, it's so comfortable to watch.”

“Finally, it feels good. Seeing these people end up like this, I finally felt at ease.”

“It's best to burn them to death and avenge those who died tragically in their hands.”

“Right, right. Heaven will not tolerate such sc.u.m. If we let them go, more people will be killed.”

The flames continued. Ross had no choice but to watch them scream.

Jack glanced at the bullet screen. All he could say was that it had only just begun and that the good part was yet to come.

Soon, Charles also sank into the swamp.

At this time, as Kermie had said, all the gasoline was concentrated in the middle of the swamp and did not spread out. The temperature in the middle was at least 100 degrees Celsius, and judging from this trend, the flame had a lot of energy. It could burn for at least five minutes.

Not only that, Ross felt a heatwave from more than 10 meters away. One could imagine how high the temperature in the middle was. They could hold their breath for at most more than a minute. When they could not hold it anymore, they would definitely come out to breathe. When that time came, the heatwave of more than 100 degrees Celsius would enter their throats, trachea, and lungs, and they would be directly steamed.

d.a.m.n, this was external roasting and internal steaming!

‘This is too cruel. Death Judge, I, Ross, will definitely not let you off.'

It's useless to say all this now. Ross was very regretful. The first time he had watched the live broadcast, he should have predicted that things were going to get worse. If he had been prepared and brought the fire brigade over, he would have pressed the high-pressure water gun and could have kept spraying at the center of the fire. The fire should have been extinguished very quickly.

However, there were no ifs. Moreover, the people on the scene would not help. Otherwise, if he had gotten a domestic water pump, it would have washed away the gasoline even if it had been flushed for a few minutes.

Ross broke down. He had become so pa.s.sive. He really deserved to die.

Every time, he was one step behind the Death Judge.

At this time, the deputy director, Kermi, hurried over and said, “The helicopter will arrive in 15 minutes.”

“It's too late. Tell them to move forward at full speed.”

“They have rushed over at full speed, but they are hiding under the water. If they keep breathing, they should be able to hold on until the helicopter arrives.”

Ross shook his head and said, “The terrifying thing has just begun. When they can't hold it in anymore, they'll reach out and take a deep breath. That's when it'll be the most fatal.”

Ah!

Comey was a little dumbfounded.

On the other side, the drunkard and the others had already arrived at the west side of the swamp. Willie looked back at the fire that was burning in the direction of the swamp and said, “d.a.m.n it, the Death Inquisitor has gotten his way again.”

The drunkard looked as if he did not see it. He was squatting on the ground and looking at the tire tracks. There were also messy scratches around him.

He raised his head and looked at the towering trees.

As they were close to the swamp, there was sufficient water and nutrients, so these poplar trees were particularly tall and straight. Each tree was about 20 meters tall, and even the tip of the tree was 30 meters tall.

“I think I know why the Death Inquisitor placed them in the middle of the swamp,” the drunkard said at this time. He walked directly to the poplar trees, and under the cover of a pile of rotten gra.s.s, he found a freshly cut tree stump.

They looked at the distance and came to a sudden realization.

They placed the tree, then stepped on the tree and walked to the center.

Then they pulled the tree away with the car. No wonder there were so many scratches on the ground.