Death Inquisitor

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Some have secretly decided that they will never step into any casino again in their lives.

Because this place is too dangerous, not to mention there are so many thugs, and you may encounter the Death Judge.

On the second floor, Ye Chen did not pay attention to the wailing and screaming prisoners.

This is just an appetizer.

The so-called elimination of evil and the evil leader, these are far from being the evil leader.

At this time, in front of Ye Chen's eyes, there was a light screen displaying a piece of information.

Tang Zhouhai, male, 62 years old.

Identity: Founder and chairman of Tang's Catering, but secretly the controller of underground casinos.

Crime: Opening underground casinos, forming armed forces, threatening and intimidating others. It directly caused the death of 4 people and indirectly caused the death of 17 people. 14.6 billion yuan in illegally obtained property.

That's right, the owner of this underground casino is the Tang Zhouhai whom Ye Chen mentioned before.

He is also the richest man in M ​​City and a famous catering king.

In the eyes of many people, he is a highly respected person and a very legendary person.

But secretly, they are doing this despicable thing of harvesting human flesh and blood.

In Ye Chen's view, gambling is nothing more than giving a robbery a consensual appearance, but many people fail to understand this and take the initiative to be robbed or robbed.

In addition, Tang Zhouhai's identity in the casino is also kept secret.

On the surface, he is just a gambler who often comes here to play a few games, and he often goes out in person to bring some business partners here to spend money.

Even many staff in the casino did not know that their boss would be the catering king Tang Zhouhai.

Only Manager Zhang and a few casino management members really know the inside story.

Unfortunately, this kind of confidentiality is completely meaningless to Ye Chen.

Once these people are dealt with, he will personally go to bury that Tang Zhouhai!

"Xiaoshu, it's almost time. Send the invitation letter." Ye Chen looked at the situation downstairs and said lightly in his heart.

At the same time, this crime was also spread to the live broadcast room.

Before this, he had only announced the crimes of this casino. But Tang Zhouhai, the man behind the scenes, has not been announced.

Because Ye Chen wants to give him a separate treatment so that all viewers can better remember him and understand his crimes.

"Ahhh!" The shrill screams still echoed in the casino.

At this moment, on the top floor of Tang's Catering Empire Headquarters Building, Tang Zhouhai was leaning comfortably on his office chair, enjoying his secretary's shoulder squeeze.

After living like this, to be honest, he has no regrets anymore.

However, people often lose everything if they make one mistake!

Uh-huh!

A black invitation flew over from a distance, and with a snap, it was embedded sideways on the desk in front of Tang Zhouhai.

The female secretary suddenly screamed, with a look of disbelief on her face.

This cry did not make Tang Zhouhai, who had closed his eyes to enjoy it, open his eyes.

The smile with a hint of enjoyment on his face faded away, and then he put on an indifferent face and said slowly: "What are you so nervous about? If you can't satisfy me, just pack your things and leave."

In the live broadcast room, the audience was amused.

At this time, he can actually put on the airs of the chairman, and I will see if you cry or not.

But it was Ye Chen who divided the video screen in the live broadcast room into left and right halves.

The situation in the casino and the situation in Tang Zhouhai's office were both played.

"Dong... Chairman... look at the table!" the little secretary covered her mouth with her hands and said tremblingly.

Because she had recognized the origin of the thing nailed to the table.

So he was slowly retreating towards the office door.

Who knows if Tang Zhouhai will become ferocious when he sees that thing next and drag her to be buried with him.

It's okay to drink or sleep with her, but I will never do it to bury her.

"On the table?" Hearing the unusual tone of the little secretary, Tang Zhouhai opened his eyes and looked at the table in front of him.

Then the expression on his face froze.

The paper is actually embedded in the solid wood desk? Although it was a piece of cardboard, it still shocked Tang Zhouhai.

What is going on?

Then he took a closer look and saw five large characters on this black invitation-looking thing.

"Death... notice!" Tang Zhouhai read the words on it with difficulty, and his heartbeat began to accelerate.

How could this be? He couldn't remember anything heinous that he had done.

Does opening a casino count?

If that's the case, why doesn't Death Judge go to those world-famous gambling cities to find trouble, but insists on finding his small underground casino?

Countless thoughts flashed through Tang Zhouhai's mind.

My hands started to sweat and kept shaking.

Then he quickly took out a mobile phone on his body.

There are not many telephones inside, just a few numbers, but they are the "private planes" he specially uses to communicate with the casino.

However, every call I made was unanswered.

This caused Tang Zhouhai to shed a large amount of cold sweat on his forehead, and his expression became much more panicked.

Did something really happen to the casino?

"Little..." He turned around and wanted to call his secretary, but found that the little secretary was no longer in the office.

At the same time, the door in the distance was ajar. Apparently, the little secretary had successfully escaped.

"Bang!" Tang Zhouhai's face turned very ugly, and he punched the table hard.

Then he quickly got up and ran out of the office.

He has to get out of here. He is not the kind of person to sit still and wait for death.

In the live broadcast room, the audience immediately laughed when they saw Tang Zhouhai was about to run.

Isn't it too late to run away at this time?

In the casino, a stench spread out, overwhelming the smell of blood.

The ordinary gamblers in the distance resisted the turbulence in their stomachs and prevented themselves from vomiting.

But they didn't dare to run because the Death Judge hadn't spoken yet, and they were afraid that they would be misunderstood if they ran.

And the stench was none other than someone who had been chopped into the abdomen with a knife or shot in the abdomen with a gun.

It released some... special smell in the intestines. ..

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