Death Inquisitor

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"Get out! Get out of here!"

Chen Fuqiang's eyes were empty.

But in his spiritual world, he was roaring at nineteen ghosts.

Originally, as an ordinary person, he had no qualifications or ability to enter here.

But because of the existence of ghosts, he experienced an experience that ordinary people could not have.

However, this was not a good thing for him.

"Hahaha! Even if it's on your home court, there are nineteen of us! From now on, this body is under our control! You can only watch helplessly! Hahahaha!"

Among the nineteen ghosts, the female ghost who was once killed by Chen Fuqiang laughed loudly.

There was great joy in the voice.

That night two years ago, she experienced the most terrifying night in her life.

Until I went to the underworld, I was in a state of confusion, and it took me several months to recover.

And then had to live with another nightmare, she was dead!

Therefore, her resentment towards Chen Fuqiang is definitely far beyond the other eighteen ghosts, and beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"What!" Chen Fuqiang's face changed drastically in his soul state.

His vision went dark and he found himself back in the outside world.

The surrounding corridors were so familiar, but at this moment he could no longer control his body.

He was walking step by step towards his home on the third floor where he had escaped.

"Stop! You bastard, what on earth have you done!" Chen Fuqiang's pupils shrank and he roared in his heart.

The fear was at its peak.

He finally escaped to the second floor, and now he has to go back again.

boom!

When I returned to the house on the third floor, the door slammed shut.

This means that Chen Fuqiang's nightmare has truly come.

Under the watchful eyes of the audience in the live broadcast room, he was controlled by the nineteen ghosts in his body and came to the kitchen.

"What do you want to do! Get out of this body!" Chen Fuqiang's eyes widened and he kept roaring in his heart.

It is difficult for any normal human being to accept that it is his own body but he cannot control it.

Because no one wants their bottom line of freedom to be violated.

"Shut up!" A group of noisy roars sounded in his mind.

was the response of the nineteen ghosts.

Then, Chen Fuqiang saw himself reaching out and lighting the natural gas stove.

Then he took a pot of water and boiled it.

But the lid of the kettle was not closed. Instead, he put his hand into the water.

Of course, all this was not of his own will, but the result of the manipulation of nineteen ghosts.

"No, we have something to discuss! We have something to discuss! Take my hands out!" Chen Fuqiang's face was filled with panic.

I was frightened by the cruelty of the ghosts.

He quickly begged for mercy in his heart.

Somehow, his mouth regained the right to speak freely, and he subconsciously spoke out what he was thinking.

After hearing his own voice, Chen Fuqiang was slightly startled, and a look of surprise burst out on his face.

"I can speak!" he said excitedly, and then shouted loudly: "Death Judge! I want to negotiate! Let them live quickly...ah, no! Let them come out of my body!"

"Negotiation? What do you want to talk about? The nineteen ghosts who are trying you this time are their revenge on you. If you have the ability to convince me, why not talk to them directly." Ye Chen's faint voice came from all around: "What's more, even if you say hell, you can't erase the fact that you directly killed one person and indirectly killed eighteen people. It is impossible for me to end the trial. If I have time to do these small actions, it is better to reflect on what I have done. . Otherwise, you will still suffer if you go to the underworld."

"I reflect! I will definitely reflect on it!" Chen Fuqiang said quickly, with a hint of flattery on his face: "But boss judge, can you please let me take my hands out of this and reflect on it again? I will definitely conduct a deep self-examination."

Ye Chen's voice didn't appear for a long time.

Until an angry snort sounded.

Chen Fuqiang spit out a mouthful of blood and turned pale.

He felt that his brain and internal organs had been hit hard by a force, and his whole body was spinning as if he was about to die.

"Stubborn!" Ye Chen's voice sounded with a tone of disgust.

The natural gas flame under the kettle became fierce, and the surrounding air was distorted, showing how shocking the temperature was.

Because Ye Chen applied a fire magic called "Exuberant Flame" to this flame, causing the temperature of ordinary flames to reach thousands of degrees!

At this high temperature, the water in the kettle warms up immediately.

The expression on Chen Fuqiang's face changed from charming to frightened again.

"No! Stop it quickly! Boss Judge, please spare your life! Stop! People will die!" He closed his eyes in fear, twisted his face into a ball, and shouted hurriedly.

As the water temperature increases, the sounds become faster, faster, and more frightening.

Until screams rang out in the kitchen, and his body instinctively twitched due to the severe pain.

You can see that the water in the kettle has boiled and is bubbling.

Chen Fuqiang's hands were red and motionless, immersed in it.

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"Judge Death, you are not a human being! Stop, stop me! Ahhh! It hurts me to death! Stop! Save me! Someone come quickly!" Chen Fuqiang shouted loudly and wailed.

Trying to attract the attention of other residents in the unit building.

But not to mention that most people were at work at this time, even if there were still people there, it was impossible to hear his voice.

Because Ye Chen would never allow his voice to be heard by others, just like when he shouted for help in the corridor before, no one came out to take a look.

So Chen Fuqiang's little trick is destined to be in vain.

"Take it out quickly! It's almost cooked!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, I'm almost unconscious, my hand!"

"Judge Death, you will not die well!"

Chen Fuqiang became a little crazy, cursing and shouting incoherently.

At this time, his body suddenly started to move.

The almost cooked right hand stretched out from the kettle, and then together with the other intact hand held the body of the kettle that was still burning in flames. ..

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