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Livestream: The Adjudicator of Death

Jack transmigrated to a parallel world and locked on to a Judge System that provided rewards for punishing evil. Hence, an Adjudicator of Death who stood above the law was hence born. A livestream channel named Deathstream Channel hence appeared in various major livestream platforms, with a judge’s pen and a Death Notice sent to every criminal. *** [Name: Mogul] [Gender:Male:] [Age:45] [Job: CEO of Mogul Group] [Crime: Brutal killing of children] [Punishment:Decapitation] [Name:Natalie ] [Gender:Female ] [Age:33 ] [Job:Vagrant] [Crime:Abduction of women, forcing them into the prostitution of death] [Punishment:removal of limbs and reproductive organs, bleeding to death] [Name: Watton] [Gender:Male] [Age:47] [Job:Mob boss] [Crime:Gang fights, slaughtering civilians ] [Punishment: Death by a thousand cuts and skinning] All who received Death Notices were sent to the Deathstream Channel without exception, for death awaits while everyone in the world would watch as they were punished! No matter where you are or how noble a position you possess, a baptism of blood and fire awaits you once you receive the Death Notices. It is the prelude of death. Sinners—come receive your time of death!

Twenty-Eight Peanuts · Urban
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The Assist of the Streetlight Pole

Translator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

"Ah!"

Zellman let out a blood-curdling scream, startling the audience who were staring at the live broadcast room.

Immediately after, Zellman suddenly turned the steering wheel fiercely. The SUV lost control and sped on the road, directly rushing to the roadbed.

Bang!

The SUV hit the streetlight pole. Unexpectedly, the streetlight pole was even sturdier than the SUV. The entire front of the car had a big hole in the middle.

The huge impact sent Hitler, who was sitting in the passenger seat without his seatbelt, flying. His head hit the windshield, and a big hole appeared in the windshield. His entire head was embedded in the windshield, and his face was covered in blood.

The people behind him were slightly better, but they were also in a miserable state. They kept screaming.

"What the f*ck is going on? I think my nose is broken!" Sven yelled in pain from behind.