Livestream: The Adjudicator of Death - Chapter 119 - Prisoner Transport
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Chapter 119 - Prisoner Transport

Chapter 119: Prisoner Transport

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Harriman was surrounded by more than a dozen police officers and escorted out of the main gate of the court.

When the protesting crowd outside saw Harriman coming out, they immediately erupted into loud curses.

YOU SCUM! Go to hell!

To be able to do such a thing! Are you even human?

You dont deserve to be a judge! The Death Judge will kill you!

The Death Inquisitor will kill him!

The Death Inquisitor will kill him!

Other than the shouting for the Death Inquisitor to kill Harriman, rotten eggs and some unknown things kept smashing onto Harrimans body. Even the dozen or so police officers protecting Harriman were not spared, and each and every one of them was in a very sorry state.

A large number of protesters were charging at the human wall formed by the police not far away. Some broke through the human wall and rushed towards Harriman. Fortunately, they were held down by the police. The hand of the one closest to him was almost on the verge of hitting his face.

Harriman had only seen all of this on television. It made him wonder if he was in a nightmare.

Quick! Get me the f*ck out of here!

You bunch of trash! Are you still useful? Why did you let people rush over? Do you want me to die too!

Harrimans eyes widened as he roared, looking very ferocious.

At this moment, a policeman said, Judge Harriman, there are too many people protesting. I suggest you take the prisoner transport that carries the criminals. The prisoner transport is sturdier and safer. Not only is it bulletproof, it is also heavier and not easy to flip over. Our car is too easy to be stopped and flipped over!

Great! We will do as you say! Harriman shouted in surprise. Then, he thought of something and asked, What about the five criminals? Are they coming with us? Is it not safe to ride in the car with these five animals?

Dont worry. They will be handcuffed to the prison van. There wont be any danger. I will watch them from the car. They will be escorting us from behind.

Harriman glanced at the angry protesters around him. The human wall formed by the police was constantly being compressed, and they were getting closer and closer to them. He gritted his teeth and said, Fine! Just follow me and protect my safety!

Okay, Judge Harriman. Ill call the prison van over now.

The policeman nodded and then said a few words over the walkie-talkie on his shoulder.

Soon, the prison van slowly squeezed out a path in the crowd, followed by a few police cars, and a few protesters had climbed onto the roof of the van.

The policeman escorted Harriman into the prison van, followed by the five gut-cutters who had been escorted out of the court by the police.

Because Harriman had occupied a place, after the five gut-cutters got into the van, there was one less policeman to escort them. Now, there was only one policeman driving the car, and the copilot was a policeman. In the back of the car were the gut-wrenching five people, Harriman, and the police officers protecting Harriman.

Quick! Quickly Drive! Harriman looked at the crowd around him and shouted anxiously.

Judge, the police car behind is still driving away the people who are standing on the roof of the car to protest, said the police officer driving the car.

Harriman immediately scolded him. Idiot! Dont bother yourself about them! By the time they drive the car to escort us, we will have been overturned. We dont need an escort anymore. Quickly drive the car and rush out!

Yes! The policeman driving the car shook his head and felt helpless. He was somehow hoping that this damned fatty had better be executed by the Death Judge!

Although he thought so, he couldnt disobey the judges words. He could only drive the prison van.

When the protesting demonstration team saw Harriman and the other five people entering the prison van and wanting to leave, they immediately surrounded and attacked the prison van. There were also people who wanted to flip the prison van. Everyone had only one goal, and that was to make them stay and receive the Death Inquisitors punishment!

The audience watching the death broadcast immediately became anxious when they saw this scene.

Wheres The Death Inquisitor? Why isnt he making a move?

Yeah! If he doesnt make a move, these scumbags will escape in the car!

Im at the scene! They definitely want to take the car to the National Guards military camp!

F*ck! If thats the case, then as long as they reach the National Guards military camp, wont the Death Inquisitor fail? Hurry up and make your move!

What are you afraid of? Even the Death Inquisitor isnt afraid. Why do you think that the military camp will keep the judge away? The Death Inquisitors idea might be to let them run for a few hours first to increase the difficulty.

Thats right! What are you afraid of? Its not like he hasnt done it before. Didnt the Inquisitor let people run from New York to Concord before killing them?

Whats there to worry about? Do you still need to question the intelligence of the Death Inquisitor?

Believe in the Death Inquisitor!

Believe in the death Inquisitor + 1

Meanwhile, at the New York Police Department

Ross frowned and said in a low voice, Somethings wrong. I keep feeling that somethings wrong.

Whats wrong? Whats wrong?