Death Inquisitor

Feeling a stronger force in the body, Ye Chen smiled slightly, but soon, his brow was wrinkled.

Is the body and soul incompatible...

Thinking of this, Ye Chen looked directly at the system store.

Soul Power Potion (B-level), after use, can greatly improve the soul power, according to the previous physical quality, can reach B- level, B level, B+ level, selling price 2000000 points.

If it used to be really not easy to buy, but now...

Ye Chen's mouth twitched, and he bought the Soul Potion (Grade B) without hesitation.

Stretching his hand, Soul Potion (Grade B) appeared in his hand, glanced at it, and Ye Chen opened his mouth and drank it.

After the time of the tea, Ye Chen's body exuded an inexplicable breath, and then disappeared.

Ye Chen opened his eyes at this time, felt his body, and nodded with satisfaction.

Host: Ye Chen (Death Inquisitor)

Comprehensive physical quality: B+ level (normal ordinary person is F), soul power B+ level.

Abilities: Master of Wisdom, Master of Organ, Master of Anti-Reconnaissance, Skillful Hand, Ghost Repellent, Beast Repellent, Insect Repellent, Thunder Resist

Points: 8169950.

Items: Invisibility Cloak, Soul Refining Pearl, Life and Death Book Fragment 75, Death Note.

Ye Chen got up, put away the death note, glanced at the room, and exhaled for a long time.

Time to leave...

Ye Chen murmured, and instantly turned into a red lightning, flashing in the room.

This is to eliminate the traces left.

The next second, Ye Chen left the house, and then disappeared into a red lightning.

Beijing, on the street.

Ye Chen walked along the road in a good mood, casually found a roadside stall and ate skewers.

There are many profiteers, even barbecues.

However, Ye Chen's perception ability is extremely perverted. Although the stall owner is a hawker, it is still the kind of city manager who starts running.

However, unlike most hawkers, the skewers are very fresh and have no adulteration or use bad ingredients.

The stall owner is enthusiastic, the taste of the skewers is authentic, the price is not expensive, and there are many people who eat, many of them are repeat customers.

Although it is said to eat at a regular store with a business license, for foodies, the deliciousness is not necessarily in the store, the skewers of this stall owner are delicious.

Otherwise, it won't attract so many people to eat skewers.

Just as Ye Chen had eaten halfway through, there was a scolding from the barbecue stall opposite.

"Grass! Boss, are you lamb?"

"It must be lamb, and I cut it myself." The barbeque vendor on the opposite side hurriedly explained.

"Do you think I haven't eaten lamb? Even if you use oil to increase the taste of lamb, why do you still lie to me with special mouse meat?" A middle-aged man asked anger while holding a skewers.

"What a flesh! Don't be okay, die outsiders." The hawker shouted when he heard this.

"I'll call you and complain to you, and call 315 to see if your meat is a rat meat!" the middle-aged man shouted with a pale face.

"Vag..." The vomiting sound came out one after another.

The people who ate on the barbecue stall spit out one by one.

The hawker saw that the middle-aged man really took out the phone and started to call. His face suddenly changed, and then he looked at the fire-breathing people who were eating barbecue in his eyes. He loaded the tricycle into the car, and was ready to leave.

It’s better for the peddler not to do this, and in this way, it instantly attracted the anger of the people who ate the barbecue.

"Do you want to go? Stop for Lao Tzu!" An angry voice came, and there was a crowd of people rushing to surround the hawker.

"You...what do you want to do!" the hawker screamed.

"What are you doing, you use rat meat as mutton, you say what we want to do!" A man shouted in exasperation, and a slap of "Hoo" was drawn.

"Snapped"

Five red fingerprints appeared instantly on the hawker's face.

"You!" The hawker suddenly angered.

"Go to Nima, businesswomen!" came a loud bang.

The people who surrounded the hawkers, one by one, cracked, and the hawkers who were soon beating cried and called the mother, and called the police straight.

"Alarm? You report, grass mud horse, you dare to pretend to be lamb with the meat of dead mice, you are paralyzed, you are spreading disease, harming people, dog days, even if you are detained, I will fix you a fool!" One person He shouted in anger, and when he had finished speaking, he kicked his foot.

Ye Chen always looked on with cold eyes on the side. This has nothing to do with justice, nothing has nothing to do with himself, but pure aversion.

Such women businessmen earn conscientious money and don't blame others for their anger.

Besides, Ye Chen is not a law enforcer. Isn’t this a painful egg?

"Hahaha, look, it's still uncle eating here, just waiting a little longer, but it doesn't matter, the taste is right, eating is safe, there is no falsehood." A foodie laughed at this time.

"Nima, shut up quickly, don't irritate them, or you will be beaten." The foodie covered his mouth and said.

"Ah, I don't believe there is a death judge in Beijing. There will be people who dare to make trouble. I didn't do anything bad." After the foodie took his friend's hand away, he said easily.

As soon as the words fell to the ground, the group of repair hawkers were stunned one by one, and then spit on the hawker and turned and left here.

"You guys, don't scare the death judge to do what they do?" The foodie friend asked dumbly.

"What is frightening? There are too many of these people. If you continue to fight, this hawker will have to be beaten and may even be killed, so that these people will really be arrested. I'm helping them." Said with a grin.

"Nima, I can't tell you, but since there was a death judge, this law and order has really improved a lot." The foodie friend sighed.

"Who said no? It's the female businessmen on these foods. I don't know if the death judge will repair it. If it's repaired, then it's estimated that you can eat safe and secure food." Chihu nodded. Then he said.

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