[Comprehensive] Su Nippon Maru

Sit...go over?

In a trance, the sticky and malicious voice of the former interrogator seemed to reappear in his ears.

At that time, what the judge said seemed to be: "Hequan Shou, come here."

And after that... after that it was like a nightmare.

He had the misfortune to witness everything, and thinking about it now still couldn't resist the urge to vomit.

Finally, is it his turn too?

Hasebe trembled slightly, but was quickly controlled by him.

The gray-haired fusangshen got up and closed the door, and walked towards the judge lightly.

From the door to the sofa, there are only a few steps, but it seems that a lifetime is so long, and Hasebe felt that he was about to tremble again.

How much he longed for the position next to the god judge before, but when he thought about it later, he felt how pitiful he was at that time.

What would the inquisitor do to him?

Yaki Hasebe asked himself in his heart, and he immediately gave the answer: the judge can do anything.

It's really strange, I used to have the courage to go to death and draw my sword angrily, but now I can't even think of resisting.

Probably because there is really no way out?

Even if he could really send the blade into the God Judge's chest, what would Hirano and the others do?

Will the younger brother whom Ichikiden desperately protects, the companion that Mutsu Mamoru desperately protects, stay and be tortured or be broken while screaming?

Therefore, the judge can do anything to him.

No matter it is humiliation or torture, no matter what kind of request, he can accept it, and he will try his best to please the judge.

But at a certain moment, Kakiri Hasebe still couldn't help thinking: It would be great if the judge could be kinder.

At least, don't let his appearance scare the knives.

Yaki Hasebe walked in front of the god judge, he didn't sit on the sofa as the god judge asked, but knelt down at Fujishu's knee.

"I'm very sorry, I really don't have anything to eat in this pill. It's a crime of disrespect for me to fail to serve my lord a meal. Please punish me, my lord."

The gray-haired fusangshen lowered his head, trying his best to show his humbleness and obedience, but Fujiki felt uncomfortable.

It's too close.

The grey-haired Fu Sangshen had a handsome face like a knife, but now this face was almost attached to Teng Shu's thigh, and Teng Shu could even feel Fu Sangshen's suppressed slight breathing.

A feeling of numbness surged to the top of his head, and Teng Shu stretched out his hand like lightning to support Fu Sangshen's tight arm, then pulled him straight up, and quickly put him on the other end of the sofa.

Press-cut Hasebe tensed his muscles when he was touched by the judge.He needs to use all his strength to ensure that he doesn't tremble, struggle, or throw away his armor.

Press cut Hasebe, this is what you want!This is what you want!

The gray-haired Fu Sangshen tried his best to keep calm while admonishing himself desperately, but when he realized that he was pulled up by the interrogator, an expression about to crack finally appeared on the young man's face.

It was really "pulled" up, as if he was a dagger with no weight, and was randomly placed on the sofa.

Pressing and cutting Hasebe felt that his psychological construction was about to fail.

"Is there anything left to eat?"

After successfully keeping a safe distance, Fujiki realized that this Zhenfu Sangshen came to apologize to him.

It is very normal to eat the last meal without the next meal in the last days. Even Fujiki, who is a high-level supernatural being, cannot guarantee three meals a day every day, so until Yaki Hasebe mentioned dinner, Fujiki did not Suddenly felt a little hungry.

But compared to dinner, Fujiki cared more about Hasebe's attitude.

This Zhenfu Sangshen seemed to want to post it just now.It's not incomprehensible according to the character of Yaki Hasebe's master, but the Zhenfu Sangshen in front of him is obviously afraid of himself.

In Tengshu's view, missing a meal is not a big deal, but Fu Sangshen obviously doesn't think so.

To make Yaki Hasebe so scared, the previous god-inspector probably treated his sword really badly.

But what exactly happened that made these proud and heroic fusangshen fearful and hated at the same time, and they looked cautious about every little thing.