Death Inquisitor

Chapter five hundred and twentieth: spending money to buy life

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Appeared in an office.

The lights inside were bright, and Wu Xingbang and Lin Chao were sitting at a desk facing each other, with cigarettes in their hands, smoking non-stop.

The ashtray on the desk was already full of cigarette butts.

After receiving the death notice, they left the teahouse without daring to go home.

Fear of being judged in front of his family.

So they each found an excuse, stayed in the office, and used cigarettes to relieve their worries.

A light door suddenly appeared in the office.

Slowly, a person came out from inside. A modest gentleman in a moon-white gown, with a handsome and immature face, with a long sword behind his back, like a young knight who has just come out of the rivers and lakes.

"The judge boss has started flirting with girls again, I'm so tired of waiting for a single dog."

"I don't accept it, I'll take a costume photo shoot tomorrow, and I promise to brighten your dog's eyes!"

"Don't struggle upstairs, the judge boss will make you more handsome in minutes."

There was a lot of moaning and sighing in the live broadcast room, but it was quickly occupied by the army of girls, and pieces of love began to emerge, swiping the screen.

"Death judge." Wu Xingbang looked at Ye Chen who walked out of the light gate, with no expression on his face.

But the slightly trembling shoulders betrayed his fear.

But Lin Chao couldn't do it anymore, not to mention his unsteady breathing, and his expression was as stiff as he just had plastic surgery.

"Wu Xingbang, you can plead guilty." Ye Chen said in a cold voice.

A pair of sharp eyes met Wu Xingbang's.

It seems to have spikes, making it difficult to look directly at.

"I, I don't know what you're talking about. I don't even know what you wrote on the death notice." Wu Xingbang avoided his eyes, but defended himself.

"That's right, we don't know what you said at all, and we didn't do it at all. You must have made a mistake." Lin Chao shouted hastily.

But the audience's eyes are discerning.

After all, Wu Xingbang and Lin Chao are not professional actors, and the expressions on their faces are too flawed.

Even ordinary viewers can tell they're lying.

"It's another one who refuses to admit it. Do you know what happened to those who refused to admit it before?" Ye Chen casually picked up Lin Chao who was sitting on the swivel chair in front of him, as if he was weightless, and threw it at a nearby bookshelf. go.

Then he sat opposite to Wu Xingbang.

Bang bang!

However, Lin Chao bounced off the bookshelf before falling heavily to the ground, and then he was stunned by a large pile of books that fell from above.

It hurts like viscera are shifted.

Hearing Ye Chen's words, a fine layer of cold sweat appeared on Wu Xingbang's forehead.

Shortness of breath and confusion.

A stiff smile appeared on his face: "I told you, I don't know what you said. You must have made a mistake."

"In this case, let's play a game. Letting you die like this is too cheap for you." Ye Chen's expression turned cold.

A look of panic appeared in Wu Xingbang's eyes.

There is no game of death judge that is not scary.

Although he was sporadic and only watched the live broadcast two or three times, he was very impressed by the way those people died.

Wu Xingbang felt terrified and trembling at the thought of using those methods on himself.

He opened his mouth to say something else.

But Ye Chen interrupted him with cold words: "Borrowing what you once said, the most important thing in a person is self-knowledge! It's best not to overestimate yourself!"

Now Wu Xingbang was completely speechless, because the death judge's meaning was obvious: whether you admit it or not, today I will judge you!

Fortunately, this result was not unexpected by Wu Xingbang.

So with a stiff smirk, he said in a trembling voice, "Then...then let's play the game."

"Very well, I heard that you have always claimed to be a great benevolent person, right? Then the next game we play will have something to do with it."

As Ye Chen said, he raised his right hand and spread his palm.

Super powers; magnetic control launches.

Hearing a clang from behind, a sharp stainless steel long sword was unsheathed automatically and fell into his hand.

"From now on, I will mark a price for every part on your body. You must quote the amount that meets the price in my mind at one time, and transfer the money to the Red Cross account in different regions. If you quote If the number is too small, I will take that part away, so you'd better think it through before you talk." Ye Chen said.

"Impossible, I will never do this, kill as soon as you want! It is impossible for me to destroy the foundation that I have worked so hard for." Wu Xingbang shouted.

Anyway, he is probably dead today, but the money can be kept for his family.

How could he agree to such a life-threatening and money-intensive thing.

"Don't rush to refuse, I will assign a price to each part of your body based on the price of all your current assets. As long as you can buy these parts at a suitable price, you will have a chance to survive in the end!" Ye Chen said.

Wu Xingbang looked at him suddenly, with shock and hope in his eyes: "What you said is true?"

"Of course, do I have to lie to you?" Ye Chen said.

In the studio.

"What's the situation, why did the judge boss let this scum go?"

"That's right, why are you taking advantage of him? Even if you donate all the money, he deserves to die!"

"What do you know upstairs, the judge boss will definitely not take advantage of this scum! When did the boss let us down?"

"That's right! The result hasn't come out yet, what do you think you are?"

"666, poor singles can go to the Red Cross to apply for dating subsidies tomorrow, Ma De, one appointment will cost me half a month's salary, I can't afford it! (crying)"

"I can't open the pot anymore at home, upstairs, I will go with you tomorrow!"

It started to go wrong for no reason. It can only be said...a funny comparison can ruin a group of honest and good audiences.

"Can you really not kill me?" Wu Xingbang's face was full of suspicion, but his eyes were full of hope.

If he can survive, he certainly doesn't want to die, even if he pays all his property, let alone just working capital. If not, he still has a lot of real estate. ..

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