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Since these people sincerely ran here seeking death, Chen Wei was not inclined to be polite anymore. He took out the Judge Pen, which could decide life and death, disguised as a fountain pen.
Removing the cap, he flicked his wrist and a swath of people was cut in half at the waist, blood dancing wildly!
The others, feeling the blood splatter on their faces, stood stunned on the spot.
Unexpectedly, Chen Wei swung his arm again, and over a hundred people lost their lives!
"Monster! This is a monster!"
"Murder... Murder!"
"Run! Run now! If we don't escape now, there will be no chance left!"
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With a casual flick of Chen Wei's hand, at least dozens of people would lose their lives.
They had never witnessed such a scene before.
He was a living God of Killing!
To describe Chen Wei as a killing machine was no exaggeration.
They knew very well that if they continued to linger, they would certainly lose their lives today.
