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Chapter 1953 Ten Tortures

In this way, from the beginning to the end, when the last person who came to the lottery walked out of the supermarket, Ling Yilang smashed the lottery table.

"How could it be that it would be away!!"

Why is it not here? This question is about Ye Chen, who is now on the way home with Liang Yin.

"You ask me to ask the tour guide photo sponsor what you are doing?" Liang Yin sat in the passenger seat and waited for the traffic light before asking. She was suddenly called by Ye Chen to do business. She was puzzled very much. She originally wanted to go home and talk, but after thinking about it, she still couldn't hold back.

"No, I just want to know who is so generous." Ye Chen gave Liang Yin a kiss and passed by perfunctorily. He asked the sponsor the real reason to lock the enemy's range through this method. This time the enemy was far less smart than he thought. The action was full of petty aura. Ye Chen remembered his previous alertness and shook his head.

"By the way, what is in this box? I think you are old baby." Liang Yin looked at the hexahedral box beside her. The box was held in her arms since she saw Ye Chen just now. The outside of the box was very delicate and looked like a gift box. Liang Yin thought she was going to give her a gift, and she felt itchy and wanted to see what was inside, but after getting in the car for so long, Ye Chen had not moved, so she had to speak by herself.

Ye Chen smiled slightly, opened the box in front of Liang Yin, and exchanged the diamond necklace in the space with the Creation Cube in the box. The first moment when the diamond necklace appeared in front of Liang Yin, Liang Yin couldn't help but exclaimed.

Ye Chen's diamond necklace was produced by the system to compensate for this mistake. There is only one in the world and underground. No matter where the jewelry store is, it cannot create a necklace that looks good and unique like this diamond necklace.

"Dear, I love you." Liang Yin's unhappiness that Ye Chen ignored also disappeared. She grabbed Ye Chen's neck and brought the person to her side, and kissed Ye Chen deeply in French style.

The two kissed each other halfway, and were interrupted by the car behind the whistle. Ye Chen rubbed Liang Yin's earlobe, who was unhappy, stole a fragrance on the face, and activated the engine.

After returning home, Ye Chen browsed Ling Yilang's information.

The system has installed and run a firewall, and the big data system can no longer see the data of the Death Live Broadcasting System. In other words, now Ye Chen knows the facts of Ling Yilang's shameful things, but Ling Yilang has no way to know them.

He had no way of knowing that his crime had fallen into the eyes of the judge of death, and the trial of his death would begin.

"Create the Rubik's Cube, every half hour the pattern on the Rubik's Cube will change. As long as the Rubik's Cube can be completed within half an hour, the things on the pattern can be created and reclaimed." In the darkness, Ye Chen put the stent on the coffee table and threw the Creative Rubik's Cube on the coffee table at will.

"This time, let's try your skills in creating a Rubik's Cube."

After the system came back, the system told Ye Chen that creating the Rubik's Cube was actually created by the Death Live broadcast system to allow Ye Chen to better judge those system holders who abused the system. This matter was discovered by the system holder Ling Yilang. It was also considered that Ling Yilang had a fate with this Rubik's Cube and could be the first person to be judged after the Magic Trial.

Let’s talk about Ling Yilang’s side. After his plan failed, he was invincible and fell into a brief decadence. He sat on the ground without any image, muttering: “How is it possible, no one can escape from my palm.”

"No, I want to catch that person, I want to turn him into my collection!"

Ling Yilang stood up, his eyes were bloodshot and his face was ferocious. He thought about the corpse collections in the basement of his home, so that he could control his desire to destroy. At this moment, a piece of paper fell in front of him.

As the paper flew, Ling Yilang saw the red words above clearly.

Death notice.

Ling Yilang took a step back and leaned on the guardrail. Death Live is becoming more and more popular, and the bloody justice in it is sought after and criticized. Ling Yilang himself is a fan of the Death Live Room. Regardless of justice or transcendence, he only cares about the bloody life in the Death Live Room.

That was his spiritual food.

Ling Yilang has a secret that he had never told others. He was born with a strong desire to abuse. The more pitiful the abuser was, the happier he was. He could not control his desire. Every time he had the desire over the years, he would lose any reason. Those who were abused and killed by him were dealt with on the spot by Ling Yilang at first. Later, Ling Yilang got the system. When he had money, he bought a big house and soaked the corpses in formalin and collected them as collectibles.

If he can't sleep on weekdays, he will go to the basement to check out the collections.

Ling Yilang felt that this was not his fault. He was not what he wanted to abuse. He was a last resort under desire. The death notice should not be sent to him at all!

"No!!!" Ling Yilang tore the death notice into pieces and roared loudly.

Just as he was roaring, Xiaolu, who represented the live broadcast of the Death live broadcast room, lit up, and waves of fans flocked into the Death live broadcast room.

Although Ling Yilang's father is beastly, he looks like a human. Ling Yilang looks like him, wearing a suit and frameless glasses, and looks like a handsome talent. The audience who came in was a little confused: "What's the crime of this person today?"

Ye Chen shook another death notice in front of the camera, and counted three numbers silently in his heart. After three numbers, he opened his eyes and saw the live broadcast room that was like a burst of trouble.

The live broadcast room was full of messages, almost covering the screen.

"He killed thirty-six people in this murderous demon! Oh my god, has the police never discovered it before?"

"Look at what the death notice said, his first murder was when he was eleven years old, which is completely antisocial personality!"

"Judge Death, please approve him quickly!"

"Judgement! Judgment! We want to judge!"

The call for trial was getting higher and higher. Ye Chen turned off the function of showing messages with satisfaction and placed the Creation Rubik's Cube on the tray with blue light in front of him. A book was painted on the Rubik's Cube facing up.

The title of the book is "The Ten Tortures".

Ye Chen looked at his hand and said to himself: "If possible, I don't want to kill anyone, but people like you are not human at all."

Ling Yilang stood at a loss in the supermarket. He tried to use his big data system, but in this place, there was no signal, and there was naturally no data in places without signals, so his system could be said to be completely useless.
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