Death Inquisitor

Chapter 397: Ten times back

The teenager vomited, but there was nothing to vomit.

The mind began to blur, and the head hung down weakly, half dead.

The audience watching the live broadcast gritted their teeth in anger, wishing that they would swallow the yellow hair in life.

"Look! It's the blue light door, the death judge is here!"

"Hurry up and change the live room. The live room of the magistrate is much clearer than here. I have to watch the magistrate clean up the scum!"

"Yes, change the live room and watch the magistrate clean up the scum!"

So hula la, a group of people moved from this live broadcast room and came to Ye Chen's live broadcast room.

If you look closely, there are tens of millions of people, and the live broadcast room can't hold it again, and it almost collapses.

The betta staff had to add several servers and servers quickly under the urge of the boss to scream and scold, and finally there was no live broadcast accident.

Otherwise, in such an important situation, the live broadcast room suddenly hacked, it is estimated that the complaint phone call can blow up the entire betta!

The number of people continues to soar to hundreds of millions!

Betta is going crazy, and can only integrate other resources and supply it to Ye Chen's live room again.

So the number is approaching 200 million!

The entire 200 million people just watched a live broadcast, showing how much attention people paid to the incident.

In the Gate of Light, Ye Chen, the image of Da She Wan, rushed out.

Instantly came to the yellow hair that was beating the teenager, and slap him out.

With a slap, the whole factory was quiet!

"Judge...Judge..." said the flat-topped little round face with a dull, stuttering open mouth.

"Death magistrate, how could..." Fei Ge stepped back in panic, his face full of panic.

They simply did not know that they had been counted by several foreign killers.

The entire factory was equipped with various cameras, and all their actions were exposed to the sight of the people.

"Judgment!" Huang Mao also dumbfounded, covering his swollen face, exclaimed vaguely.

"A few of you! Damn!" Ye Chen said in a low voice with Da She Wan's voice.

The air seemed to be filled with murderous air.

A gust of wind blew, and even some people in front of the computer couldn't help but shudder.

Everyone knows that the judge is really angry this time! The consequences are quite serious.

Ye Chen waved his hand and the rope was broken. Zhou Wen and their five students were finally put down.

Huang Mao they dare not stop.

In front of Ye Chen's murderous murder, they couldn't even move or even escape.

Can only be trembling, shaking, paper-faced waiting for the arrival of the sentence.

They knew that they were finished!

No matter how much money there is, there is no chance to enjoy it. Today next year is their day of death!

Ye Chen took some recovery medicine to several teenagers.

Even the broken finger began to recover.

But their mental trauma and fatigue are not so easy to recover.

There will be three people in a coma, and the other two are in a trance state.

Eyes open, but no response no matter what it says.

"Asshole!"

boom!

A strong momentum surged from Ye Chen.

The dust on the factory floor was also scattered.

He turned around and looked at Fei Ge, flat-topped small round face, yellow hair three of them, said coldly: "How many of you, how are you going to die!"

The three trembled and shook, but were speechless, but looked at Ye Chen in horror.

Death judge! They all know that the people in front of them far surpass them in both ability and means.

What awaits them will be extremely painful torture.

"Don't you say? Then try them one by one."

Ye Chen said horrifiedly.

Picked up the ground scissors.

"No... don't..." Fei Ge's eyes widened.

He is not afraid of cutting other people's fingers, but he has to be afraid of being cut his own fingers.

But Ye Chen would not be soft-hearted because of his fear.

He took his hand and squeezed it hard.

It was a scream.

"Ah, no! It hurts!"

"Does it hurt? Does it hurt? When you tortured the children just now, why didn't you know they hurt!" Ye Chen said coldly.

Xiaoshu has told him.

These three people have more than one life.

The five students are just ordinary students.

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong, please spare me." Fei Ge told Rao.

But Ye Chen will listen?

Humph!

He cut it severely with scissors!

After an earth-shattering scream, a finger fell.

Then comes the second root, the third root...

Until one hand was bare, there were only five blood-red dots, inside which were pale bones.

"Run, be sure to run!" The pupil of the flat-topped round face who saw this scene suddenly tightened.

Then I did not know where the courage or strength came, and ran out towards the factory door.

"Want to run!" Ye Chen sneered.

Instantly appeared in front of that man.

The flashlight flashes.

"Yu Lei Jue!"

Crackling!

Xiaoyuan's face screamed, flew out, and fell to Huang Mao's side.

The whole person is still twitching, and the yellow hair looks changed, and it can actually discharge!

This is much worse than his slap.

In the live room, the audience applauded.

"Good kind of magistrate! Just torture them like this, let them return ten times!"

"Slaughter these scum, kill them!"

"Revenge for the students!"

At the same time, public security and hospital ambulances are also coming here.

But here is a suburb, after all, if you want to arrive, it will be at least ten minutes shorter.

"Will you run?" Ye Chen came to Pingding Xiaoyuan's face.

This guy was still numb, and his eyes were glaring, a look of horror and surprise.

Ye Chen showed no mercy and stepped up.

Crushed his fingers hard!

"Don't you like to do this kind of thing, I will give you back ten times!"

Click, click!

The bones shattered and the sound of breaking sounded.

Xiaoyuan's face wanted to call, but the whole person was numb. He opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound. ..

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