Death Inquisitor

Chapter 882: A virtue

The horrible voice made some imperial empire officers tremble.

It was as if there was a current passing through their bodies.

"Hua Xia who pretends to be a ghost! Do you think this will scare the warriors of the empire! With the ability to come out, let's have a fair duel!"

The guardian Ohno said angrily in the crowd.

"Duel, are you kidding? Which green onion do you think you are?" Ye Chen's disdainful voice came: "Let you understand, the gap between me and you."

His voice fell, and Shoko Ohno exclaimed.

Because he was shocked to find that his hand was out of control.

He slowly lifted the already loaded pistol and pointed it at Nan Zhaoichiro in front.

"O Ono, what are you doing! Stop it, are you crazy!"

After seeing this scene, an imperial empire officer beside him shouted suddenly, with an incredible look in his eyes.

Everyone else turned their eyes to this side, staring at the palace guard in shock.

Nanzhao Ichiro's complexion changed greatly, and a chill came over him.

Does this lunatic want to kill him in front of so many people?

There was a terrified look in the eyes of the palace guard.

He wanted to tell everyone that his body was completely out of control.

But I don't know why, he can't even make a sound now.

It's like a puppet.

Then, the finger hooked and there was a bang shot.

With a horrified and unbelievable look, Nan Zhaoichiro covered his bear's mouth, stumbled back a few steps, and fell down.

All this was said to be fast and time-to-use, so from the mogul Ohno to the gun, to the turn of Nanzhao Ichiro and found that his situation was not good, he had no time to continue to respond, he was shot and fell to the ground.

"Baga, are you crazy for the guardian palace! Do such unforgivable things to your colleagues!"

The remaining officers with bullets pointed the gun in his hand at him, looking alert.

His eyes were fixed on the gun in the hands of the guardian Ohno to prevent him from being attacked.

"No, you all listen to my explanation, it's not my job." Ohno explained, shook his head in a panic, throwing the pistol on the ground, his hands raised above his head.

"Da Yejun, do you think we are all fools! So many people saw that you shot and killed Nan Zhaojun, even if you usually have a gap, now the enemy is in the present, you should cooperate sincerely, how can you kill him? !"

A devil empire officer who had a good relationship with Nanzhao Ichiro said sadly.

Then his face changed, and he even asked Matsui Stone among the crowd: "His Commander, Moro Miyako brutalized his colleague, I request to be killed!"

"Yes, kill him!"

Several other imperial empire officers who had a good relationship with Nanzhao Ichiro shouted in excitement.

"Don't listen! You listen to me, Lord Commander, please listen to me! It's not my intention to kill Nanzhao Ichiro. At that time, my body was completely out of control!" Shonomiya Ohno panicked.

Faced with a dozen pistols, his scalp tingled.

"Baga! Do you think we will believe this kind of bullshit!" said the officer who asked to kill the guardian Ohno.

"Xiao Linjun, calm down. Maybe Ohno is not telling lies, you think about what the Chinese man said just now." Someone shouted.

Everyone was shocked.

Then there was a chill in his body.

No... No gnomiya Ohno is true? Is he really under control?

"hiss!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and with a horrified look, they looked a little alert to the people around them.

Because no one knows who will be controlled in his vicinity.

"Death magistrate, this is all you do!" Matsui Stone said more difficultly.

He didn't want to believe this kind of thing, but the behavior of the palace guardian Ohno, combined with what the voice said before, made him have to believe.

Maybe someone really can control the behavior of another person.

For a time, the atmosphere in the meeting room was a little unpleasant.

There was a bit of despair on everyone's face.

"Now you can answer me. Of the three previous options, which one did you choose?" Ye Chen defaulted to Matsui Shigen's question.

At the same time the mice acted again, rushing towards the little devil.

A series of screams rang out, and the little devils at the forefront were in a hurry again.

Occasionally there will be several painful screams.

But for now, with the chairs in their hands, these little devils can barely deal with those mice.

However, with the loss of physical strength, such a huge number, the endless stream of rats will eventually engulf them.

"Damn it!" Matsui Stone gritted his teeth even more. Is this a strange thing in Chinese legend?

Suddenly, he thought of something and quickly shouted: "Your death magistrate, I think we can talk about it and let these little things of you stop!"

"Something is straight, but from now on, these mice will not stop attacking." Ye Chen said lightly.

At the same time sneer in my heart, there are unrealistic fantasy and fluke?

That's right, break it together!

Matsui Shi was even more ugly, but when he saw the screaming men in front, he said quickly: "Your Excellency Death Judge, I think you are supporting... Ah no, heaven, it is heaven! I think you are also a **** in heaven. Strange people? But now that this country is so decayed, don’t you feel disappointed? Let’s join us in our empire, let’s build a great East Asia co-prosperity circle together. And strange people like you, the empire will definitely give you the most Noble identity and treatment!"

"Oh, is that true?" Ye Chen's voice was a little playful.

It's really a virtue.

Didn't another devil emperor on earth ever invite him to join him.

I didn't expect to meet again in the parallel universe today.

"Yes, yes!" Matsui Shi was more happy. Did not immediately decline, that is to say some talk?

In the live room, the audience laughed.

If it was before, they might worry about it.

But since they knew the ability of the death judge, they didn't worry about Matsui Stone's older devils at all. ..

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