Death Inquisitor

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Bang bang bang bang.

The metal cabinet made a loud noise because of Huang Wei's struggle.

But how could it be possible to break free from this all-steel cabinet with mere manpower.

The more Huang Wei struggled, the more panicked he became.

"Let me out! Help! Killed! Help!" he yelled as he struggled.

"If you don't choose, I will make the choice for you." The Western sword in Ye Chen's hand aimed at the cabinet.

"No, I choose!" Huang Wei exclaimed in horror.

Putting fate in the hands of others is too terrifying. Even if you want to die, you have to die on the path you choose.

"One hundred, I choose one hundred!" Huang Wei gritted his teeth.

The body inside the cabinet was trembling and shaking.

Ye Chen aimed the western sword in one direction.

Then slowly stab, enter!

But it turned out that on this silver cabinet, there were some extremely small holes that could be pierced by Western swords.

However, the silver cabinets are so reflective under the spotlight that many people don't notice it.

Huang Wei closed his eyes, the muscles on his face twitching in fear.

Waiting for the pain to come.

But after a few seconds passed, he didn't feel any pain.

Opening his eyes, he found that the western sword in the death judge's hand had completely pierced into the cabinet where he was staying.

"It's okay...I'm okay!" Huang Wei heaved a sigh of relief, with a happy look on his face.

Ten times, now there are nine times left! As long as he can guess nine more times, he will have a chance to pass a level unscathed.

"Nimma, it's okay, it's shit luck!"

"Fuck, can this fool him?"

"Calm down, calm down, one-third of the possibility, wait for the next two-thirds to stab him to death!"

Ye Chen smiled slightly, and let go of the hand holding the hilt of the sword: "Continue, choose the second serial number."

In his hand, a brand new western sword appeared.

"I'll choose fifty!" Huang Wei had obviously thought it over a long time ago, and when Ye Chen finished speaking, he said hastily.

The western sword pierced in from another direction.

Until there is only one hilt left, or nothing!

The look of surprise on Huang Wei's face was even stronger.

But the audience in the live broadcast room had a falling out.

They all said that the judge boss is too sincere, even if Huang Wei guessed the number correctly, he can secretly change the position where he can stab someone and insert the sword, anyway, no one knows.

"Very good, there are still eight more times, let's choose the next serial number." The corners of Ye Chen's mouth under the mask twitched slightly.

This effect is what we want.

During the first and second times, Huang Wei was absolutely terrified, so there was no need to stimulate him with pain at this time.

But after he succeeds twice, he will dispel a lot of fear because of successive successes.

At this time, as long as he is allowed to taste the taste of failure, the fear will rebound, and it will only be greater than before.

"I choose 33!" Huang Wei said.

Sure enough, there was a lot less worry on his face, and he seemed to feel that this level was not as scary as he imagined.

The western sword in Ye Chen's hand pierced through a hole at the bottom of the cabinet.

Just enter less than ten centimeters.

Huang Wei's face changed, and he shouted hastily: "Stop, stop, I won't choose 33! I want to change the serial number!"

"It's too late! Once you choose, you can't change it!" Ye Chen said leisurely.

The western sword in his hand was violently exerted.

"Ah!" Huang Wei raised his head and let out a scream, opened his mouth wide, and then bit it violently, his expression became ferocious.

A lot of sweat dripped from his forehead, his face became very pale again, and he kept gasping for air.

"Bone...bones..." His voice trembled and he gritted his teeth and spit out two words.

"I know, it went through the bone, right? Let's choose the next serial number." Ye Chen let go of the western sword in his hand, and slowly took a few steps back.

A hand appeared again.

In the live broadcast room.

"Hiss! It went straight through the bone? How painful it is!"

"Hahaha, I finally got the trick!"

"Either you don't hit, one hit will be so ruthless!"

Hearing that the next serial number was about to be selected immediately, Huang Wei's face became frightened.

Having tasted the bitterness, he no longer has a relaxed attitude.

"No, don't continue." Huang Wei cried, then suddenly thought of something, his face blushed and said eagerly: "I will give you money, a lot of money, how about you let me go?"

Ye Chen didn't respond.

Huang Wei endured the pain, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said: "If you are a mountain spirit, I will give you tribute every day, and I will also set up a longevity card for you, so that you can burn incense every day! Please let me go! !"

Under the mask, the corners of Ye Chen's mouth twitched slightly.

Then he thrust the western sword in his hand into a hole nearby: "Since you don't choose, I will help you choose!"

"Aw!" Huang Wei let out a miserable cry, struggling desperately.

However, in return for his constant screaming, another sword pierced into his body.

"No, don't interrupt! I choose, I choose!" Huang Wei looked at the western sword in Ye Chen's hand in fear: "I choose 15."

"ah!"

There was another scream.

Huang Wei's face had turned white, and the massive blood loss made everything in front of him appear double.

One by one Western swords were inserted into the cabinet, leaving only the hilts outside.

It looks like an iron hedgehog.

After inserting and inserting the ninth sword, Huang Wei had less air intake and less air output.

"Tenth... you choose 22, right?"

The last Western sword appeared in Ye Chen's hand, and the tip of the sword moved on the metal cabinet, aiming at a hole.

Then suddenly, stab in!

"Ugh!" The half-dead Huang Wei screamed, instinctively raising his head upwards.

A pair of sane eyes looked blankly at the dazzling spotlight above his head.

Then it fell heavily, bowed its head, and there was no movement.

"Ding, the trial is complete, Yang Lin, the fear value is 267, and the despair value is 413."

"Huang Wei, the fear value is 369, and the despair value is 567."

"Comprehensive evaluation..."

"Ding, Ye Chen, the judge of death, got a C-level evaluation, 2789 reward points, 460,000 cash, and a C-level lottery ticket*1!" ..

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