But his live broadcast is still not closed.

Instead, a line of subtitles appeared on the screen:

Kawada Ichiro, male, thirty-five years old, occupation: chef.

Crime: Killing hundreds of people and cooking with the meat of these victims...

Hirozo Yamazaki, male, thirty-six years old, occupation: chef.

Crime: Killing hundreds of people and cooking with the meat of these victims...

The barrage area suddenly became lively. This kind of two consecutive trials was very rare before, and it was still used in this way to make two consecutive trials.

"I just said that how could this Sun Kingdom be the subordinate of the judge boss? It turned out that the criminals were also to be tried. But I didn't expect that the judge boss would use the criminals to judge the criminals. It was really amazing!"

"You only realized that the judge is powerful for the first time. I knew that this person would not be the judge's boss's subordinate. How could the judge accept such a perverted subordinate? Besides, he is a Sun country."

"But I've said that, the Sun people are really too perverted. I remember that the Sun people who were judged before were also because of them..."

"By the way, I remembered it too, I really didn't expect it."

"Come on, why do you think so much upstairs? The most important thing now is to see how the judge boss comes to judge these sinners. As for other things, why do you care about so much."

In the picture, after Kawada Ichiro's shout, a middle-aged man with a beard walked in and said in this standard sun Mandarin tone: "Kun Kawada, your speed is a bit slow this time. And..."

Yamazaki Hirosan looked at Wang Bin's body: "You have also wasted such good ingredients. This will affect my mood when I cook."

Kawada Ichiro said indifferently: "Yamazaki, you know very well that the ingredients this time are really good. It is also worth spending a little more time. As for the waste ingredients, you don't have to worry about them. My plan is not so simple to waste."

Yamazaki Hirosan nodded after pondering for a moment: "Okay, Kawada-kun, I believe what you said, but this time we need to pay more attention than we imagined. If you are not careful, you may not be able to create the best work of art."

"What's wrong?" Kawada Ichiro asked in confusion: "I don't feel anything is wrong."

Yamazaki Hirosan didn't explain anything, but took out a pair of white rubber gloves from his hand. He looked like he was preparing to start dealing with these three corpses.

But he had just put on his gloves and looked down at the knife on the table, and his face had changed. The knives that were not used were originally placed on the table by Ichiro Kawada, but at this time, they saw nothing.

Just when Yamazaki Hirosan walked in, they could still clearly see the knife on the table, but at this time... nothing was left.

"Kan Kawada, how many knives do you have?" Yamazaki Hirosan asked.

Kawada Ichiro was stunned and then looked at the table. Sure enough, he saw nothing. Kawada Ichiro was also confused for such abnormal situation: "I don't know what happened, Yamazaki Kwan!"

Yamazaki Hirosan looked at other places in the cabin and there was nothing. Fortunately, they were so worried that they were doing too much, but they didn't feel that ghosts knocked on the door. They have killed many people in their life to pursue art, but they have not seen any ghosts come to cause trouble for them yet.

But when their eyes turned to the table again, their faces changed slightly. There were two invitation letters neatly placed on the table with the words "death notice".

Ichiro Kawada and Hirozo Yamazaki are actually people who have seen death notices, and they are not unaware of the Death Judge. But compared to others, these two people may be less afraid of such things. Of course, Ye Chen is very sure that they will soon become really scared.

Kawada Ichiro and Yamazaki Hirosan looked at each other, and then each picked up a death notice. After looking at it for a while, the two of them threw the death notice on the table with disdain. They really didn't care about this kind of thing at all. After all, their perverted thinking is completely different from that of ordinary people.

There is no fear or death in their world, only the so-called art in their mouths is actually just disgusting things.

Ye Chen looked at their faces without any fear, and he didn't find it strange. If he was so scared, they wouldn't regard cooking with human flesh as an art.

"Kun Kawada, do you think that Death Judge will be using any equipment to take pictures of us all?" asked Hiroshi Yamazaki.

Kawada Ichiro thought for a while: "I think it should be, but I don't want to find out where the equipment is now. Do you know why Yamazaki-kun?"

Yamazaki Hirozo shook his head, he really didn't know why.

"Think about it, not many people can understand our art so far. If that's the case, why don't we take this opportunity to show our art to people all over the world? Don't forget that the judge of death has many fans!"

Yamazaki Hirosan's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly: "You are right. This is a good opportunity, but it's a pity. I lacked some knives, otherwise, I could better show our art to the whole world."

Ye Chen didn't feel any surprises about this, but for others, this was a different feeling. Those who watched the Death Live were immediately excited, and countless subtitles were constantly sent in the barrage area:

"I'll go, this pervert is indeed a pervert. It doesn't matter if he is. Will even the judge boss be unable to scare them?"

"Are you mentally retarded upstairs? Do you dare to doubt the judge's level? Do you think there is something great about them if they are perverted? I told you, it's okay if there is nothing at all. Just wait and see, the judge's boss will definitely make them doubt their life."

"You are right. Just a small role like this. The judge boss has some means to deal with them. It's just to see what means the judge boss uses."

"I think even if it's a pervert, in front of the judge, it's nothing."

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