Wen Tian's lips wriggled a few times, and he couldn't say anything anymore. Since the death judge could investigate their crimes so clearly, then his excuse for Wen Kun became a joke.

Ye Chen continued to say indifferently: "The crimes committed by yourself, I think even if I don't say much, you should understand yourself. The trial begins!"

Wen Tian's face changed a lot: "Wait! Death judge, can't you give us a chance? We can give you a lot of money, I think you should also know how rich the two of us are, as long as you Willing to let us go this time, no matter how much money you want, ah, no! We can give you all the money!"

Wen Kun was a bit entangled, obviously not very willing to give up all his money, but now his own life is already in the hands of the death judge, what qualifications do he have to think so much? So he could only restrain himself and shut himself up.

He didn’t want his life to be cut off because of his meaningless behavior. After all, there were countless people watching the live broadcast of death, even if they could go out alive here, but the final outcome Still nothing will change.

It can only be said that they can live a few more days, and more importantly, they cannot bear the pain of the trial, and even have the opportunity to relax, which is a very important thing for them.

Ye Chen still didn't speak, but he wanted to hear this famous business genius. In the end, there was something to say.

"Death magistrate, oh, no, Mr. magistrate..." Wen Tian is also a qualified businessman. Since he is a qualified businessman, he is naturally accustomed to the indifference suffered at the beginning of the business, so he naturally does not Will give up so easily.

"I think you know us too. In fact, afterwards, many of my brothers and I were doing these things involuntarily. There was too much evidence of our crimes in their hands. If we don’t If you promise, they will not only make us lose our reputation, but more importantly, they will make us pay a heavy price!"

Ye Chen still didn't speak, only a contemptuous smile hung on the corner of his mouth. This kind of persuasion is still a little bit for the average person, but in his eyes, except for ridiculousness, only contempt remained. He was really ashamed of their behavior.

Wen Tian didn't give up, as long as the death judge didn't crush his last hope. As a businessman, especially a businessman who survived for himself in this situation, he didn't plan to stop his zuiba.

"Mr. Judge, I know that you are not short of money, but you are not short of money. It does not mean that those who are poor are also short of money. If you can get the money we have on hand, you can save a lot of things like those orphans. People, don’t you think it’s more meaningful than what we said?”

Ye Chen finally spoke, as always indifferent: "First of all, if you do something wrong, I don't care if you can't help yourself, and secondly, I am a death judge, not a salvation Bodhisattva, so good things are not done by me."

Wen Tian gritted his teeth, he knew that the death judge was not so easy to persuade, but in such a situation, if he could not persuade the death judge, the only thing waiting for him was death, for himself and his brother, He has no more options...

It's just that when he still wants to continue talking, Ye Chen doesn't want to listen at all. He has made the statement very clear. As for what Wen Tian and Wen Kun will think, it is not within his consideration. Too.

When Wen Tian just opened his mouth, Ye Chen said to him very politely: "Shut up your mouth! I don't want to hear you talking nonsense again, otherwise, I promise you will regret it!"

Wen Tian's lips whined, and finally closed his mouth.

Ye Chen began to continue and said, "Don't you want to take your brother out from here? Very simple, I can tell you that at the exit of this cave, there is no longer any dangerous road, that is to say, as long as you If you can go out from here, your trial is over!"

Wen Tian and Wen Kun glanced at each other, but there was no slight joy. They all knew that death live broadcast, even if it gave hope, it would be desperate in the end.

Ye Chen also saw their thoughts and snorted coldly: "This is your last hope. If you don't want it, I can take it back!"

Wen Tian and Wen Kun shook their heads hurriedly. They were unwilling to give up their last hope. They are not fools. Since they are all about to die, it would be better to gamble. At least a little hope is not.

Thinking of this, Wen Tian said loudly to the empty space: "Hopefully we will not give up easily, but Mr. Judge, should you not lie to us?"

Ye Chen's last dislike is such a small means that can't get on the countertop. He said indifferently: "Even if I lie to you, what can you do!?"

Wen Tian shut up, Wen Kun's face was green, and he walked forward without saying a word. Wen Tian could only follow Wen Kun behind, and he was worried.

There was not enough light in the cave, and the ground was all rubble, and they walked more slowly when they stumbled.

There are often cold winds blowing in the cave, which is the autumn wind, and there is no difference from the severe winter.

The two brothers involuntarily moved closer together, snuggling each other to keep warm, but still unable to withstand the icy cold wind, trembling from time to time.

As they progressed, the passage of the cave gradually became smaller, not only on both sides, but even the height was changing.

Originally, when they looked up, the top of the cave was three or four stories high, but now, it is estimated that it is about three or four meters.

The rubble on the ground gradually decreased, and the ground gradually became smoother, and the pace of the two gradually accelerated.

When they saw the faintly shining light in front of them, Wen Kun walking in front stepped out his right foot, and suddenly felt that his feet were empty, and the whole person suddenly lost his balance.

"Ahhhhhh..." Wen Kun, who was suspended in one foot, was sighing in horror.

Wen Tian, ​​who was walking behind Wen Kun, quickly grabbed Wen Kun's clothes and pulled him back a little.

In front of him, a pot of about one meter appeared, and the periphery of the pot was cut very flat. It should look like a trap made by hand. ..

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