Death Inquisitor

Ye Chen opened his eyes and looked behind him, then released his hands covering his ears.

Walked over.

"It seems that sometimes, some things still need to be fussed, do you say yes?" Ye Chen said, stepping on Zhang Zhe's face on the ground: "Besides some things, it's not a fuss!"

Although Zhang Zhe is extremely self-centered, it is sometimes unreasonable.

But when no topics are involved, his IQ can still be.

So he understood Ye Chen's words.

This is to counteract the fact that he does not take counterfeit medicine seriously.

But it's one thing to understand Ye Chen's subtext, but it's another thing to think that I didn't do anything wrong.

Zhang Zhe still stubbornly believes that flour can't eat people, so if the patient dies, he can't blame him.

As for delaying the patient's treatment, he selectively ignored it.

Therefore, he would have no intention of confessing and repenting, while staring at Ye Chen resentfully, while trying to pull his face out of his feet.

"Tired to wait!" said vaguely.

"Dare to threaten me." Ye Chen smiled, his eyes flashed away.

So he kicked Zhang Zhe's bear mouth and kicked him out.

A ping pong sound sounded, but it was his voice that fell directly on the table.

"Cough..." Zhang Zhe clutched his stomach, his face very ugly, purple and white for a while.

But I don't know what this will think. I didn't yell out my teeth, but tried desperately to get up from the table.

But he was badly hit and moved a little bit, which was an unbearable pain.

Only then did he sit up and wait for it to come down from the table, countless bean beads of sweat had surfaced on his face.

Then finally couldn't bear it, and screamed out.

"You... you have the ability to give me a chance, I will definitely kill you!" Zhang Zhe screamed, yelling in pain.

"Opportunity, do you mean the gun in your bedroom?" Ye Chen's mouth twitched slightly: "But why do I give you a chance? How old do you think you are?"

With that, he came to Zhang Zhe's side, grabbed his collar, and threw it out directly.

"Uh ah!" After being kicked before, Zhang Zhe could not bear to move.

But now it is thrown directly and flew out, pulling the wound, the pain can be imagined.

So before waiting for him to land, the miserable cries had already sounded in the restaurant.

Then, a white light flew out of Ye Chen's hand and landed on the floor.

Soon, the part of the floor where Zhang Zhe was lying actually moved himself.

After a few soft sounds, his hands and feet were firmly fixed, unable to move.

"What do you want to do, let me go!" Zhang Zhe panicked.

This death judge is completely unreasonable. He reasoned with him himself, but he started to do it.

The barbarians are so barbaric!

"Continue the previous game." Ye Chen said indifferently.

Picked up the drilling machine that was placed on the ground.

"Next, I will drill holes in your legs and bones in your hands. You'd better not faint. Otherwise, just wait for death," Ye Chen said slowly.

Zhang Zhe's pupil shrank suddenly.

Still coming?

What is the concept of making holes in bones? The words people use to describe pain are: painful heartache, pain into the bone marrow, life is better than death, etc.

And punching holes in bones, does not perfect fit the meaning of the word pain in the bone marrow.

Zhang Zhe had taught that painful horror, so he struggled hard to get rid of the four wooden rings that fixed himself.

"Don't come over!" shouting in fear while struggling.

At this time, in front of the computer, there was a woman with a deep panic in her eyes.

This woman is about forty years old and is one of the rich women who raised Zhang Zhe.

At the same time, it was the rich lady named Zhang Meili who had killed her husband with the help of Zhang Zhe.

Zhang Meili usually watches death live. For her previous boring life, the stimulation of death live is exactly what she wants.

But when watching the live broadcast today, she didn't have the excitement of the usual day.

Some are just endless fears!

The person tried this time is actually her little lover! Even more frightening, the death judge also knew what they had done, and said bluntly that she would come to her next!

"Zhang Zhe you are a bastard, your old lady has been miserable by you!" Zhang Meili looked at the painful Zhang Zhe in the video and gritted her teeth.

Then he grabbed his hair and fell into anxiety.

She finally got rid of her husband who was in the way, and had more than one billion free property to splurge on. It was only a few days since I was happy, how could I die like this.

Zhang Meili decided to take action, she wanted to find a way out for herself.

"Hello? Is it the Rose Bar? Help me..."

"Hello, is it Katie Ktv, help me..."

She was dialed out on a phone call, and the smile on Zhang Meili's mouth became more and more obvious.

Death judge, right, then try it out!

Torture continues in Zhang Zhe's home.

Ye Chenmian didn't change color, pressed the drill bit on Zhang Zhe's arm, and then watched it sink into it a little bit.

No matter how tragic Zhang Zhe called.

Then, a small flame appeared on his hand to stop bleeding from the wound that had just pulled out the bit.

Looking at all the results of the previous session, 23 holes have been drilled on the arms, legs, and feet.

At this meeting, Zhang Zhe could only open his eyes blankly, so painful that he didn't have much ability to think.

A trace of sneer flashed on Ye Chen's face. Can't bear it?

There are more than 600 medical accidents and more than 100 lives. How can there be such a simple thing?

What's more, this guy still admits his mistakes, and his attitude is extremely bad, so he can't let it go.

Picking up the cannon next to the drilling machine, after scorching, still throwing it into one of the holes with the head up and the fart and strands down.

Ye Chen flashed away, and then he heard a thud.

Zhang Zhe's leg visibly shook, the wound widened, and blood spattered.

At the same time, Zhang Zhe, who had already been numb, his eyes slammed and popped, his head lifted up, and a screaming broke out! ..

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