Death Judge Of Fighting Fish

Chapter 398 Angels and Evil

I want to make a painful expression, but because my face is unconscious, it is difficult to change.

I can’t cry, I can’t cry, I can’t even gritted my teeth, but I have to endure tremendous pain and fear.

“boom!”

Ye Chen lifted his foot and slammed it down with his heel, with a few crisp noises, and his small round face suddenly lifted, his eyes widened, and then he fainted.

Huang Mao’s face became paler.

Brother Fei was cleaned up, and the round face was cleaned up, then isn’t it his turn next?

Sure enough, Ye Chen slowly cast his gaze towards him.

However, the picture in the live broadcast room has changed.

These people have committed crimes.

Chen Fei, male, 27 years old.

Crimes: traffic accident escape, extortion, intentional homicide, resulting in 7 deaths in total.

Huang Wenli, male, 20 years old.

Crimes: extortion, strong women, intentional homicide, resulting in 8 deaths in total.

Fang Long, male, 23 years old.

Crimes: extortion, robbery, theft, intentional homicide, resulting in 5 deaths in total.

“Damn, if three people add up, twenty people will die in their hands!”

“It’s no wonder that I just can’t change my face to torture people, a group of perverted murderers.”

“Fortunately, today the judge arrived in time, otherwise it will be five lives.”

“One life pays for it, each of them died six or seven times is not enough! It’s cheaper for them!”

The screen returns.

Ye Chen had come to Huang Mao, holding a finger cut from Chen Fei’s hand.

“Eat it!”

Wow!

In reality, countless people’s faces have changed.

Damn, the judge is too cruel.

However, some people felt that the judges did a good job, and that this kind of scum would not be enough to punish the civilians.

“Of the three, you killed the most, indicating that under the seemingly thin appearance, there is actually an extremely dark heart. Therefore, I will treat you extra preferentially!” Ye Chen said coldly.

Now the audience in the live broadcast room understands.

It turns out that this is Huang Wenli!

“Dammit, he is also a strong woman, he is also a murderer, and he kills the most people. He really doesn’t look like a dogleg. I didn’t expect that the more villainous, the more vicious!”

“That’s right, I always thought that Huang Wenli had a flat top and a round face or the one who looked like the boss. As a result, these two looked like ruthless people, and they didn’t kill as many people as this little bastard.”

“This is called a barking dog not biting, and a biting dog not barking! This villain is vicious!”

In reality, Huang Mao’s face changed again and again.

A strong nausea and vomiting came from my heart.

Looking at the bloody, yellow skin, fingers with dirt and dust, the yellow hair was terrified.

“Don’t eat it? Then I will cut off your hand and let you eat it yourself.” Ye Chen said: “You killed eight people, I will cut off your eight fingers and let you eat it.”

“I don’t want, don’t, don’t cut my fingers.” Huang Mao was anxious, speaking incoherently, and hurriedly moved back a little bit.

“Do you want to run? That’s a role model!” Ye Chen said, and glanced at the small round face with the flat top beside him, which is Fang Long.

The expression on Huang Mao’s face became stiff, but he didn’t dare to move, shaking and shaking all over, as if he was in the middle of the twelfth lunar month.

Eat, psychologically you can’t pass that level.

Not to mention the fingers that were cut off, they are well-grown on people’s hands. Which man would go and put another man’s finger in his mouth?

Thinking about it, it’s disgusting.

It’s almost the same when it’s changed to a sister paper, and you have to have slender fingers, the kind that is bright and white.

But if he doesn’t eat, he has to cut off his own fingers.

Although psychologically speaking, many people have done it with their own fingers, but they don’t feel too disgusting.

But if you want to cut it off and eat…

Huang Mao still feels nauseous.

More importantly, he is afraid of pain!

Didn’t you see that the flat round face over there passed out in a coma?

And Brother Fei, still clutching his wrist, kept rolling on the ground, wailing.

“I, I eat!” In the end, he was more afraid of pain and made a choice.

The same is to eat, it is better to eat other people’s.

Ye Chen threw his finger in front of him.

Huang Mao picked it up, closed his eyes tremblingly, and slammed into his mouth.

“Damn, he actually eats!”

“F*ck, I haven’t eaten dinner yet, I can’t eat it now.”

“I’m already huddled together. It’s so scary, I don’t dare to look at it.”

“What you are afraid of, just watch a horror movie. I used to watch that kind of movie every day.”

“No, I’m already vomiting, and I feel like I’m going to die, the sky is spinning, it’s disgusting.”

“Scum, if you really eat it, this guy will have no humanity? If I am killed, I won’t eat it, isn’t it just a death!”

“Hmph, don’t look at him killing so many people, this kind of person is actually more afraid of death than anyone else!”

The finger enters the mouth.

A feeling of fishy and salty spread immediately in the mouth.

Rough skin… When I thought of this, and then of Fei’s face, Huang Mao couldn’t help but vomit.

The drooling fingers fell on the ground and became more disgusting.

But it was not enough. He lay on the ground, retching constantly.

On the one hand it is really disgusting, on the other hand it is trying to procrastinate.

He wanted to use this method to let Ye Chen let him go, or let him go temporarily.

“You vomited, right?” But how could Ye Chen be measured by ordinary people.

Perhaps once he was also ordinary and timid.

But since I came to this world, there have been tens of thousands of people who killed not one hundred thousand.

How can you feel sympathy for a heinous person because of this kind of thing.

Ye Chen might feel guilty if it is almost the same as a peerless great kind person.

But if there is a reason to have to kill, he can still do it.

After all, although Ye Chen punishes evil and fights crime, he also harbors virtues such as kindness and justice.

But after his hands were contaminated with human life, he could no longer be regarded as a purely good person.

The death judge itself is a combination of angels and demons!

He will be better to good people and worse to evil people!

Lift up the scissors!

Click!

“what!”

Huang Mao screamed sternly.

One of his ears fell off his head.

Blood dripping! ..