Death Inquisitor

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, and the judge system did this. Obviously, he wanted Ye Chen to broadcast live, not advice.

Ye Chen naturally will not refuse, and the rejection of the trial evaluation will inevitably be low and outweigh the gains.

After tasting the rain dripping onto his cheeks, Ye Chen's mouth twitched, and then returned to his residence.

As time passed, Ye Chen was lying on the sofa, looking at the huge screen in front of her, which showed Zhu Zhishan's every move.

"When the time is up, will the death judge start live broadcasting?"

Ye Chen nodded and confirmed the live broadcast.

"Please enter the name of the live room."

"Death Trial: The result of the trial is death!"

Ye Chen thought about it, and then wrote the introduction to the live broadcast room.

"The live broadcast is not scheduled. When the live broadcast starts, it means the advent of the trial. That is the horn of death and fear."

Live ID—Death Judge!

When Ye Chen finished this, the system's prompt sounded immediately.

"Ding, the live broadcast begins!"

The screen in the live room lighted up immediately, and I saw a man sitting on a sofa with a black face, and what he was holding was a death notice.

The time at this moment is 11:30, and the death notice says that at 12 o'clock, he will die.

As soon as he got off the plane, he hired a group of bodyguards, all of whom were at the door at the moment.

However, this still failed to reassure him.

There are many betta audiences, whether day or night. . . . .

When the people who watched the live broadcast opened the fighting fish, they saw a striking and extremely exaggerated room name.

"Death Trial: The result of the trial is death!"

"The live broadcast is not scheduled. When the live broadcast starts, it means the advent of the trial. That is the horn of death and fear."

Many people were immediately attracted by the name and introduction, and the picture was still loaded, and these people began to fly barrage.

"Lying trough! The result of the trial is death, the anchor is so fucking, I want to know who the anchor will try!"

"The anchor really knows how to cheat and broadcast the trial. You think you are the judge of the prefecture!"

"I came to look at the anchor to pretend!"

"I feel that the anchor is trialing mice, dogs, cats, and the like."

The barrage took off instantly, however, just two seconds later, the screen appeared, and all the people watching the live broadcast were stunned.

"Lying trough! Isn't this Zhu Zhishan? What's going on?"

"Anchor, you scum, even shoot me to wish my brother, if you don't shoot him to take a shower, I will call the police!"

"Anchor, are you paparazzi? No, you are the king of paparazzi, Nima, I served, and you can shoot stars!"

"Look at this rhythm, this is the daily life of live broadcast Zhu Zhishan?"

Just when the audience talked a lot.

The sofa on which Zhu Zhishan sat suddenly broke, and Zhu Zhishan sat down on the ground.

At this moment, a wailing noise suddenly came from Zhu Zhishan's mouth.

At the moment he got up, the people in the broadcast room stayed together.

I saw Zhu Zhishan's hand look back, and then pulled hard, a thick arm, a pointed wooden stick, appeared in front of the camera with blood.

"Lying trough! Is this true? This... Is this bursting, chrysanthemum?"

"The live broadcast equipment of the anchor is very good, and the stripes on the wood are clearly seen."

"Huh, really, you see, the wood is gray except for blood, is that shit?"

"Anchor, don't tell me, this is what you did."

"How do I feel like this is what the anchor did?"

"Lying trough, is it really a death trial?"

The "Bang" door was knocked open, and a large group of bodyguards rushed in, seeing Zhu Zhishan's miserable appearance, all in shock.

"What are you still doing silly, call me and call an ambulance!" Zhu Zhishan shouted pale.

It's just that voice, weak.

The bodyguards hurriedly called and called an ambulance, and Zhu Zhishan limped into the bedroom and lay down on the bed.

However, as soon as he got down, it had not been three seconds.

With a bang, the bed fell apart again.

"Awow" came out from Zhu Zhishan's mouth again.

As soon as the picture turned, I saw a blade in the middle of Zhu Zhishan's crotch, and not far from Zhu Zhishan, he was lying.

"Lying trough! This is... this is... changed to eunuch?"

"Nima, so cruel, anchor, you are too cruel, you are a crime."

"Anchor, I called the police, you wait to die!"

"I want to say that it's pretty good. I've seen this stupid for a long time, and Nima Dese every day."

"Me, mine, eggs and chickens, chickens..." Zhu Zhishan miserably howled.

It was just that the sound stopped abruptly, because he thought of the death notice.

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhishan couldn't help wailing, and hurriedly shouted: "Quick, send me to the elevator, I'm leaving here!"

At this moment, he was afraid, and the shadow of fear shone over his head instantly.

He didn't want to stay here. Obviously, there were a lot of traps specifically for him, and he was still alive and well.

The bodyguards were stunned again, but they still had to obey the employer’s words, so the bodyguards carried Zhu Zhishan to the elevator.

As soon as he entered the elevator, Zhu Zhishan was relieved.

As long as he left the hotel and was outside, he was safe.

This is what Zhu Zhishan thought, however, he had thought for less than a second, and then he saw the elevator started to shake and became more and more violent.

"Zi...Zi..." The harsh voice suddenly sounded, this is the sound of the elevator and the wall rubbing and rubbing.

For a moment, whether it was Zhu Zhishan or the bodyguard he hired, his heart jumped.

The elevator is about to fall.

As soon as this idea appeared, the elevator fell down quickly.

"Ah..." Zhu Zhishan's pupil widened instantly, and then made a sharp cry.

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