Death Inquisitor

"There are so many viewers watching, do you think I will go back?" Ye Chen sneered: "Do you think I am you? For the sake of fairness, I will write down the price of those parts in advance, so you don't say I'm fooling ."

With that said, he took a pen from the desk and tore the empty cigarette shell in front.

Cover it with your hand and write it on it.

After a while, I put down my pen and looked at Wu Xingbang: "Let’s start now, I checked. The current assets you have now are 157 million. I have controlled those accounts, as long as you report one For the price, if I buy a part, I will randomly transfer the money to a Red Cross account. If the price quoted is not enough, the money will not be transferred, but I have to pay a part as a price. It is clear enough Right?"

"Clear, clear." Wu Xingbang's mind was a little chaotic, but he didn't understand it at all, and he was nervous.

"So, first, your two eyes! How much money do you think should be appropriate to buy?" Ye Chen looked at him and said.

"Goodong..."

Wu Xingbang never thought that the first part of the death sentence was so important.

This made his forehead sweat more.

How much should I report?

"Five...five million?" Wu Xingbang tentatively asked out of the merchant's instinct.

But when he spoke, his face turned white.

Because he remembered the rule announced by the death judge before: a one-time quotation, no change!

But five million has already been reported, and he cannot be tolerated.

A heart suddenly hung up.

This is related to his eyes.

"Five million is it, then it's good to announce the result."

Ye Chen said, taking away the hand that was pressed on the fragments of the cigarette shell.

Eyes: one million.

Wu Xingbang glanced at him for a long time, slacking in his seat.

But then he was annoyed again, knowing that the price written by the death judge was so low, he would underreport.

"Fat trough, five million, this guy really can't afford to look at him, these eyes are worth the money!"

"I think it's low. The judge's boss wrote low, and Wu Xingbang reported low. How can I get a starting price of 10 million yuan!"

"Did you not find out? Wu Xingbang reported more than 4 million, indicating that there will definitely be one or even a few parts that cannot be bought later!"

"Your sister, this is really the case! Sure enough, the boss did not intend to let him go, this kind of thing, no matter how you guess it, there must be an error?"

"The magistrate, this is a bad study! (Laughing and crying) Did the boss get their skills after the last trial of the scammers?"

In the office, Ye Chen continued to write on fragments of cigarette shells.

At the same time, he said in his mouth: "Now you have 152 million...the second thing I wrote is your left thumb, quote."

"one million!"

Wu Xingbang quickly said that after the false alarm in his eyes, he felt that he should be able to understate the price.

Because the vision of the death judge is not high, the reported price is so low.

"In reality, I'm afraid it's just a poor one, right?" Wu Xingbang, who hadn't watched Ye Chen sip a 100 million live broadcast, thought so.

Disdain for the so-called death judge.

At the same time a smile appeared on his face, and he seemed to feel that he could have survived steadily.

"One million?" Ye Chen sneered, and moved his hand away: "It seems that it is not enough."

Left thumb: five million.

Wu Xingbang's face turned pale, how could this happen.

He shouted immediately: "This is impossible, how can a thumb be worth five million, even more expensive than eyes!"

"Who told you that I priced the money based on importance? As long as the total value is 157 million, even if I price you a hair for 100 million, what can you do?" Ye Chen said Then, Huo Ran stood up, and the steel sword that he had inserted in the floor before flew into his hand. He pointed to Wu Xingbang and said, "Stretch your hand! In addition, I just felt there was something wrong! Who gave you the qualification to sit?" In front of me? Come out for me!"

Hearing Ye Chen's scolding, Wu Xingbang looked pale and pale.

Stiff all over.

When he thought of the sword, he was about to cut off his thumb, he couldn't even breathe!

Seeing Wu Xingbang still, Ye Chen grabbed his collar, pulled him directly from the chairman's chair behind the desk, threw it on the floor, and swung his sword violently.

A thumb flew out suddenly, blood splattered.

"Ah!" Wu Xingbang, who was cut off his thumb, screamed suddenly.

Then he covered his wound and began to roll.

While rolling, he shouted: "Stop bleeding, stop bleeding quickly, it will die! It will die!"

Ye Chen hummed, looked away and stood up, but looked like Lin Chao, who was scared and stupid and didn’t dare to mess up: "You, come and bandage him, the trial is not over, if he dies too much blood, he will die. , I started torturing you."

Lin Chao shuddered and ran up quickly.

But crouching on the ground and looking at Wu Xingbang, he was completely at a loss.

What he didn't bandage.

Finally, I suddenly thought of some of the plots in the TV series. I quickly started to take off his white shirt, then tore it, pulled a piece of cloth, and bandaged Wu Xingbang.

"Ah...ah..." Wu Xingbang felt even more painful when he touched the wound, and he kept wailing.

But he didn't dare not to bandage, otherwise he would bleed just enough.

Wu Xingbang was lying on the ground, continually sucking his air, and his expression was painful.

Ye Chen started to write.

"It's much more pleasing to the eye. It's your blessing to lie down like this kind of **** for you. Even if you dare to sit and accept my trial, I really don't feel any consciousness!" he said as he wrote.

After writing, squeeze the fragments in the palm of your hand: "This is your head, guess what, how much is it worth to me!"

A sound like a demon burst into Wu Xingbang's ear!

Brain...head! ? ..

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