章 273: Live Broadcast in the Swamp

At this time, Tom and the others woke up. A deep chill came from their lower bodies. Looking at the dark mud around them, they were extremely shocked.

They knew this place better than anyone else, because this was the best place to dispose of the corpses.

"F*ck! It's at f*cking northwest." Tom gritted his teeth and saw Charles and Jeff not far away.

"Old Chief, how are you?"

Charles was in his sixties and was now trapped in the mud. Half of his body was already unconscious. However, he recalled the scene before. When he entered the basement, he saw a death notice. Then, the Death Inquisitor appeared. A needle shot into his face, and he lost consciousness.

"Damn Death Inquisitor, what did you do to my daughter?"

Charles looked around and his face was full of sadness.

"Death Inquisitor, I'm innocent. I'm just their lackey. Please let me go," Jeff cried.

There was no sound at the scene. It was quiet.