Chapter 133 Death Live Room and the Lord of Hell
As night falls, the streets and alleys of New York City fall into silence.
On such a quiet night, countless residents of the Big Apple chose to stay at home, staring at their computers and TV screens, looking forward to what would happen next.
The streets, which are usually bustling and lively, now seem empty and silent, as if the entire city is holding its breath.
At a Manhattan bar, the bartender looked at the already full bar with a puzzled look on his face.
He looked around and asked the boss curiously, "Is it a holiday today? Why are there so many people?" In his opinion, bars are usually so lively only during football games or the Super Bowl. But as far as he knew, there was no big game today.
The boss looked at the waiter with an unhappy face and scolded him, "What do you mean? You mean my bar is not doing well on weekdays? Get back to work!"
After saying this, he turned and looked at the guests in the bar with a smug smile on his face.
"Today is the day when the messenger of justice judges those garbage people in Hell's Kitchen, so naturally a lot of people want to watch it together! This is a huge event!" the boss said loudly, attracting a chorus of echoes.
"That's right, this kind of good thing must be watched with brothers!" A burly man shouted, with a ferocious tiger tattooed on his arm, which looked particularly scary.
"That's right, I want to watch those damn people from Hell's Kitchen get taught a lesson by the Messenger of Justice!" another guest echoed, his eyes full of anticipation and excitement.
The waiter thought these customers had a grudge against the people in Hell's Kitchen, so he asked, "Do you have a grudge against the people in Hell's Kitchen?"
The tattooed burly man was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud: "We have no grudge against the people in Hell's Kitchen. We have never even seen them. People from the Protectorate's Hell's Kitchen are all bad guys. This is common sense."
The waiter was stunned after hearing this. He didn't expect that these people didn't know anyone from Hell's Kitchen, but were very interested in the death of Hell's Kitchen.
Just as the waiter was about to ask a question, the boss came over and scolded him: "Why are you standing here without working? Believe it or not, I will deduct your salary!"
As the night progressed, the atmosphere in the bar became more and more lively, and the guests' spirits became more and more excited.
They exchanged their views and expectations of the messenger of justice with each other, as if they were participants in the trial.
The bar owner also took the opportunity to launch a series of special drinks and snacks, making the whole bar more lively and bustling.
Soon, the time came to eight o'clock. In the live broadcast room, nine pictures suddenly popped up, each with a person wearing a mask and a suit.
They stood there in a neat row, as if waiting for something.
"Dear viewers, welcome to our live broadcast room. We are the messengers of justice, and today we will present you with an unprecedented viewing experience." Nine men in black spoke at the same time, and their voices echoed in the live broadcast room.
The audience was excited, comments were flying like a flood, and small gifts kept flashing on the screen.
The Messenger of Justice smiled and continued, "To thank you for your enthusiastic support, we have specially prepared nine different ways of dying for the audience."
The scene switched again, and the audience saw the scene in Hell's Kitchen.
Some people were tied to the edge of the roof of a high-rise building, and would be crushed to pieces with just a slight push; some were put into a sack, tied with a stone, and thrown into the sea, where they would drown; others were arranged in various different scenarios, facing various ways of death such as suffocation, burning, poisoning, shooting, electrocution, freezing and decapitation.
The audience was stunned. They had not expected that the messenger of justice would prepare so many cruel ways to die. There were discussions in the live broadcast room.
"This is so exciting! I've never seen so many ways to die!"
"This justice messenger is so cool! I support him!"
"But is this really the right thing to do? Even if the people in Hell's Kitchen are guilty, they shouldn't be treated like this, right?"
"The people upstairs, if you sympathize with them, why don't you go and save them?"
"That's right! These criminals should be punished!"
The Messenger of Justice looked at the barrage and nodded with satisfaction.
He continued: "Next, we will vote. The death method with the highest vote will be executed first."
This action of the messenger of justice directly maximized the audience's sense of participation.
The audience began to vote, hoping that their choice would become the final way of death.
The Messenger of Justice looked at the enthusiasm in the live broadcast room and felt secretly proud.
As time went on, the voting results gradually became known.
The final voting results came out, and the Messenger of Justice announced in the live broadcast room: "Then the first way to die will be falling from a high altitude. Don't be nervous if you didn't choose the way you like to die, there will be a second round of voting later."
The audience who voted for the high-altitude fall in the live broadcast room were very happy.
[Why is it a fall from a high altitude? It's just jumping off a building. What's so interesting about it?]
[I want to see them burn to death! I want to hear their wailing sounds! ]
[Why didn't the federal police take action? Is there no one to take care of the blatant murder? ]
[The federal police did not take action, proving that the federal government condones this existence]
[Aren't they afraid of being retaliated by the Lord of Hell? ]
[If he has the guts, just come! I think this bullshit Lord of Hell is just a joke.]
Soon the live broadcast room switched to a picture of a person falling from a high altitude, and the Messenger of Justice was seen slowly walking towards the residents of Hell's Kitchen.
The live broadcast clearly shows that although the mouths of the residents of Hell's Kitchen are sealed with tape, their expressions are begging the people in front of them not to kill them.
They now regret very much why they left Hell's Kitchen.
They didn't understand why they were being treated like this, and they prayed that someone could save them at this time.
The pleading expressions of the residents of Hell's Kitchen did not inspire pity from the viewers in the live broadcast room. Instead, they made most of the viewers even crazier.
[Quick, push them down]
[These demons in Hell's Kitchen should be punished]
[Maybe there are good people out there, this is too cruel]
[There are no good people in Hell's Kitchen. If you think it's cruel, don't watch it. Why pretend to be a good person!]
However, just as the audience was discussing, the live broadcast suddenly switched to a high-altitude falling scene. The Messenger of Justice was seen slowly walking towards the residents of Hell's Kitchen, their expressions begging the people in front of them not to kill them.
However, their pleas had no effect, and the messenger of justice still pushed them down one by one without mercy.
The audience was looking forward to hearing those screams and getting inexplicably excited, and they were also looking forward to seeing the blood splattering everywhere.
However, at this moment, the screen suddenly flashed, and the audience did not see the scene they expected. Instead, they saw the residents being wrapped in a red light and landing safely.
The audience was shocked; they couldn't believe their eyes.
At this moment, the barrage in the live broadcast room began to roll wildly again.
"WTF, what's going on? Why is it like this? Where is the Messenger of Justice?" an audience member asked in surprise.
"Why didn't he die!" another audience member shouted unwillingly.
The messenger of justice that the audience had been expecting disappeared, and then a group of blue and white knights wearing cloaks appeared on the screen.
He is none other than the Kamen Rider Eternity transformed by Chen Ye.
Chen Ye saw the comments in the live broadcast room and said calmly: "Are you asking about the name of the God of Death? As for me, I am the Lord of Hell that you are talking about!"
The audience was shocked. They couldn't believe their eyes and ears. The Lord of Hell, who had always been ridiculed and questioned by them, actually appeared at this time and saved the residents who were about to be executed.
"What!" exclaimed an audience member.
"Lord of Hell?!" another audience member asked in surprise.
"How come you are here? Why haven't the federal government eliminated you yet!" an audience member shouted unwillingly.
However, Chen Ye did not answer the audience's questions, he just stood quietly in front of the camera.
