Chapter 135: Testicle Removal Surgery

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Simple MTL

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Simple MTL

When Rainier heard this, he immediately pounced forward.

The key was inserted!

It was turned!

Kacha!

With a sound, the wristband was opened!

Impossible! This is impossible! How could this be?! Rainier was on the verge of collapse. Why was his deduction not correct?

Seeing this scene, the audience in the live broadcast room became excited. They held back their disgust and did not watch in vain.

Hahaha! This bunch of idiots! They tortured their own comrades to death!

Its too beautiful! Look at the lifeless look on his face. Its so comical, and its so satisfying!

Comparing IQ with the Death Inquisitor? You guys are still far from that! Just wait for your death!

Why do I feel like all of this was planned by the Death Inquisitor? They seem to have fallen into a trap.

Who knows? Anyway, my IQ isnt high enough. I just want to see what happens to them. The more miserable their deaths, the better. Anyway, Im enjoying watching it now! Give me some gifts!

The person who commented above is right! Dont think too much about these things that play with IQ. We are far from the Death Inquisitor! As long as you enjoy watching it, thats fine! Ill give you some gifts too!

Another wave of gifts was given in the live broadcast room, and the atmosphere was very lively.

But at this time, at the live broadcast venue, the temperature in the room seemed to have dropped to the freezing point.

Morse looked at Rennes with resentment.

Because of you, Barnett is dead! So you will complete the mission this time!

When Rainier heard this, his body trembled violently. The mission this time was to make him cut off his genitals and eat them. It was simply abnormal to the extreme. How could he do it?

But obviously, Morse did not want to do the surgery, so he used Barnetts death to blackmail him.

After thinking for a moment, Rainier smiled coldly and said, Morse, Barnett was about to die!

F*ck! He wont die at all! It was you who dug out his intestines and caused his death!

Hehe! I dug out his intestines. This is what you all agreed on. Besides, why did I do this? Didnt I do it so that everyone could leave alive? Whats wrong with you? On the other hand, its you who has been cowardly time and time again. Youve caused us to become like this. Now that you dont want to do the surgery, you immediately push the blame onto me. Do you want everyone to die also you can leave by yourself?!

Barzel and Paulettes cold eyes immediately fell on Morse.

Bullsh*t! Morse was a little scared and panicked. He found that his thoughts were seen through.

Rainier saw that he showed a hint of fear, and he continued, Besides, your mission is obviously much easier than mine. The testicle removal surgery is simple. A small incision will be made on the scrotum, then the testicle is taken out, then it will be sewed up. There wont be much bleeding, but if the whole thing is cut off, I will probably die from excessive blood loss. If I die, not only will I fail to complete the mission, but your situation will also become worse!

Thats right! Youre right! One less person means one more danger! We must work together to minimize the damage! Barzel nodded in agreement.

Morse, the testicle removal surgery is indeed a small operation. As long as it is preserved well, if we successfully pass the test and get out alive, you can even put it back! said Paulette.

Morse found that he had no way out. He looked at Paris in panic and said, Is what you said true?

Of course! Why would I lie to you!

All right then! Ill do the mission this time.

At the New York Police Department

Seeing this, Monica said, The Death Judge used four small games to guide them. He basically made them dig out their intestines and get the keys. I wonder what the next few small games will guide them to do.

Ross thought for a while and said, But its obvious that the style of this small game is different. But its too difficult to guess his intentions from a small game. But this is also the brilliant part of this game.

Yeah, lets see!

Listening to their discussion, Judy said, Are you guys thinking too much? Could the Death Inquisitor be confiscating their crime tools?

Ross said calmly, Turn off the bullet screen and continue recording.

At this time, at the live broadcast venue

Paulette opened the medical kit prepared by the Death Judge. There were some simple medical instruments and simple surgical tools in it.

Morse took off his pants and sat on the sofa.

Paulette took the sharp scalpel and began the operation.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle

A line of blood appeared on Morses scrotum, and then the cut went deeper.

Its about the same size, and Im going to squeeze it out for you!

Morse nodded. Although there was no anesthetic, the pain was not as intense as when he broke his foot bone, so he did not struggle violently.

Paulette squeezed hard with his hand.

A testicle slid out of his scrotum, but it was connected to a very thick spermatic cord.

Seeing this scene, the audience in the live broadcast room was also shocked.

What a big testicle!

The testicles of animals are very big! You have never seen how big the testicles of blue whales are!

Do you hate blue whales? Why are you comparing blue whales to these bastards? This is simply insulting animals!

I feel like Im walking into the operating room of a hospital!

I am a medical student, so let me explain something to you. That thick thing is called a spermatic cord. Inside it are the vas deferens, ventral plexuses, and vas deferens arteries. Youll have to peel that off in a moment!

The audience discussed among themselves.

Soon, Paulette picked up the spermatic cord and peeled its film off along the top of the testicle. Just like that, a testicle was removed.

Following the same procedure, the second testicle was quickly removed and the wound was stitched up.

After everything was done, Basil, who was helping by the side, smiled and said, This surgery is really simple. Im going back too!

Yeah! I can do it too. It seems that those doctors arent that great after all!

Morse kept sucking in cold air. Although he felt that his scrotum was empty and he felt a little empty, the pain was alleviated a lot.

Quick, quick, quick! Hurry up! Save my testicles! I still have to put them back!

Ill do it, Ill do it! You sit and rest!

At this moment, the screen flashed again.

The sixth mini-game was completed, and the seventh five-minute countdown began.

At the NYPD

Anthonys cell phone rang. Everyone turned to look at Anthony in unison.

They all wanted to know what the game was, but no one thought about which one he would choose because everyone had already chosen the most difficult game by default!

Even in the Zero Major Crimes Unit, which was supposed to be hunting the Death Inquisitor, did not want the criminals to survive.

Previously, they desperately wanted to save a few survivors. On one hand, they would be tried by the law after being rescued by the police. Those animals in the death broadcast could only be sentenced to death.

On the other hand, they hoped that the survivors could provide clues about the Death Judge.

But the gut-digging gang had escaped the law and was sentenced to imprisonment. This was something that no one wanted to accept. They hoped that the Death Judge would sentence them instead!

Besides, the members of the Zero Major Crimes Unit knew that it would be exceptionally difficult to find the Death Judge anyway.