Death Inquisitor

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As the rickshaw moves forward, from time to time you will see some patrolling Japanese Imperial Gendarmerie, as well as Japanese Imperial people wearing kimonos and wearing clogs.

When ordinary civilians saw them, they looked terrified as if they were avoiding the plague.

Even some foreigners did not dare to conflict with them. Unless these foreigners have unusual status.

Along the way, Ye Chen also discovered some problems.

For example, the vast majority of people walking on the street are men, and there are very few women. Even if they are there, they are all unattractive or old.

Use your hair to think about what exactly causes this phenomenon.

After all, Shanghai is a very open international city. It is not strange for women to wear high-heeled shoes or high-slit cheongsam while walking outside, let alone public appearances.

But now, it is a lifeless scene.

"Just wait. From today on, you are the ones who are fearful in this city." Ye Chen's eyes flashed with anger.

No matter how detailed the literature is, no matter how realistic the TV movies are, it will never be as touching as experiencing it in person and seeing it with your own eyes.

This is not bad in the Magic City. After all, this is an international metropolis. The devils, empires, and devils also have to consider international prestige and influence. Other places will be a hundred times worse!

"Baga! You are so bad!"

Suddenly, a Japanese Imperial man in front of him, wearing a kimono, a square mustache, a colorful rope tied to his head, and a pair of wooden clogs on his feet, knocked a newsboy to the ground.

Because when the newsboy shouted "outside" and looked left and right, he ignored the front of him and collided with the Japanese Imperial man.

Then, the Japanese Imperial man slapped him to the ground, and the newspapers were scattered all over the floor.

The ordinary people around them retreated, fearful and pitiful.

What they were afraid of was the Japanese Imperial man, and what was pitiful was the newsboy. This child is going to suffer today. If he is unlucky, it is not impossible that his legs will be broken.

Without his legs, he could not work as a newsboy and could only beg on the roadside. It's freezing cold today, and I might freeze to death someday.

"Sir, there are people from the Japanese Empire beating people in front, why don't we change the direction." Huang Baixiang said with some fear.

"No, just get off the car here." Ye Chen said, taking out a bag of rice from his gown, which weighed about ten kilograms: "I don't have any money with me, but I will give you rice. There are more than ten kilograms here. , you can take a look.”

Huang Baixiang was overjoyed. The value of more than ten kilograms of rice was much more than the price of his trip. At first he was reluctant to accept it and wanted to pay back part of it, but he still accepted it under Ye Chen's insistence. After all, the family was almost at a loss to open the pot, so they quickly turned the rickshaw around and headed back.

Before leaving, he did not forget to remind Ye Chen: "Sir, you are a good person. Listen to my advice and leave here quickly. This is a place of right and wrong."

Then he quickly kicked off his legs and started running wildly with the car.

The look on Ye Chen's face became colder and colder.

This is the land of the Celestial Dynasty. When did the descendants of the Yan and Huang Dynasties have to retreat when they encountered mere Japanese pirates and barbarians?

"Get out of the way, get out of the way! Everyone, get out of the way!"

Just when he was about to take action, a group of military police suddenly appeared and ran over from a distance.

The leader nodded and bowed to the Japanese Imperial man in kimono.

From what I hear, that Japanese Imperial man seems to be the brother of a major in the Military Police.

Seeing this scene, a sneer flashed across Ye Chen's lips, and he suddenly stopped and had a new idea.

"You! Take this Chinese brat back and teach him a lesson, do you understand?" the Japanese Imperial man said arrogantly.

The military policeman in front of him kept nodding and saying "Hi" non-stop.

But suddenly, everyone pointed their guns at him.

"Put your hands up or you'll die!"

"Baga Yalu, what do you want to do!" The Japanese Imperial man was stunned, and then became furious.

The citizens of Magic City who were secretly watching the situation from a distance also opened their mouths.

What is going on? Why are the little devils fighting among themselves?

"Baga, you, hurry up and apologize to this Chinese kid, or you will die!" The leading military policeman put the muzzle of his gun into the mouth of the Japanese Empire man, stared at him fiercely and shouted.

As he spoke, other military policemen next to him loaded their guns, and there was a loud clatter.

This is true!

"What kind of trick are you kid playing?" a citizen of Magic City in the distance whispered to his companion next to him.

"What else can you do? Just pretend. I don't believe they will actually shoot and put on a show for us." His companion sneered.

Most others think so too.

But only the man from the Japanese Empire knew that this was not an act at all, because he didn't receive any notification at all.

"You guys, are you crazy! You actually asked me to apologize to this Chinese brat! Believe it or not, I asked my brother to deal with you!" The people of the Japanese Empire stared at the military police in disbelief.

These bastards are not our own people after all.

"Baga!" But what greeted him was a gun butt, knocking out several of his teeth and causing blood to flow.

The leading military policeman glared at him: "You have a bad conscience! Die, die.

! "

Then he also pulled the bolt and loaded the gun, pointed at the Japanese Empire man on the ground and fired.

After a loud bang, the surrounding Magic City citizens were stunned.

Damn it, this is real! Are they not dazzled?

But something even more surprising is yet to come.

I saw those military policemen suddenly drew their bayonets and pointed them at their stomachs, shouting in jerky Chinese language: "We are all sinners, we deserve death, and the emperor will not die a good death!"

Then with a pop, he stabbed the bayonet into his abdomen.

Among the crowd, Ye Chen sneered.

Of course this was his doing. He had obtained the inheritance of spiritual magic before. With his current attainments, it was not easy for him to control a few Japanese Empire soldiers.

"Xiaoshu, let's start the live broadcast room. The main show will begin next."

After exiting the crowd, Ye Chen said in his mind.

At the same time, they headed towards the Shanghai Dispatch Army Headquarters.

After invading the spirits of those Japanese Imperial soldiers before, he had already obtained most of the information he wanted.

Of course, some secrets are impossible to keep. ..

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