Death Inquisitor

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However, pedaling a bicycle can prevent the elevator from continuing to descend.

But the unbearable pain made Ding Taishan even more tortured.

The numbness caused by the electric shock is not bad, after all, it is not serious, it just feels uncomfortable.

If it was really serious, he wouldn't be able to continue riding, and would have been foaming at the mouth and dying.

What really caused him pain was the gradually rising high temperature after the metal was energized.

It made him grit his teeth in pain, make his veins bulge, and he couldn't help but tremble and tremble all over!

"Judge of Death!" Ding Taishan kept roaring in his heart.

He cursed Ye Chen a hundred and eighty thousand times.

But no matter how painful it was, he didn't dare to stop.

Fortunately, after learning the lesson from last time, he no longer holds the handlebars with his hands. Anyway, he is not really riding on the road, as long as he can step on the pedals.

So just the burning in my butt and buttocks was barely bearable.

"Wait!" Ding Taishan was suddenly stunned.

Yes, I don’t really ride a bike! Why do you have to sit down?

A hint of joy flashed across his face. He could go down and crank the pedal with his hands!

And as long as you take off your clothes and wrap it in your hands, you don't have to worry about the high temperature at all.

Just because the clothes are wet, they will still be electrocuted...

"Made, once I was scared by the death judge, I became stupid." Ding Taishan said angrily in his heart.

Without stopping, he began to take off his clothes.

Because if he got out of the car to take off his clothes, not only would the distance he had climbed up with difficulty disappear in an instant, but the elevator would also fall down a lot.

So after wrapping his clothes around his right hand, he jumped out of the car with the speed of lightning to steal a bell.

Then he grabbed the metal pedal and started shaking it crazily.

"Fuck! Judge, boss, this guy is cheating!" The audience was stunned, and then barrages flew up in the live broadcast room.

Damn, you can still play like this. Did they not react at all before?

At this time, a line of fonts suddenly appeared on the screen of the live broadcast room.

"Don't worry. When his hand stops shaking, he still has to sit down and ride a bike. Besides, the temperature can be transmitted to his hands through clothes, but it's just slower."

The audience felt relieved.

After all, Ding Taishan only had a short-sleeved shirt, not a thick down jacket or cotton coat.

After a while, the temperature will penetrate through the clothes and act on his hands again.

And it's not that easy to crank the pedal by hand.

Your legs will get sore after riding a bicycle for a long time, not to mention your arms, which are far less powerful than your legs.

Sure enough, within a few minutes, Ding Taishan began to out of breath.

My shoulders were sore and my arms felt like they were going to be useless.

And my hands started to feel unbearably hot again!

"Mad, I can't shake anymore, and my clothes can't block the heat. Do I need to take off my pants?" Ding Taishan thought in his heart.

Then he rejected the idea, not mentioning that the time to take off his pants would be enough to make all his previous efforts in vain.

My arms alone can no longer hold on, so even if I bring insulated gloves, it will be of no use.

"Ding Taishan, you are indeed a bit clever. But do you know the consequences of being clever here?"

Suddenly, Ye Chen's long-lost voice sounded in the elevator again.

Ding Taishan's body stiffened, and an unpleasant feeling welled up in his heart.

"That is, if you get in this car again and step on the pedals with both feet, you will have to put your bare hands on the handlebars and endure the pain. So I advise you to stick to your current behavior."

"How could..." Ding Taishan was dumbfounded.

How is this possible? Even if he still has a left hand... he will eventually get tired.

After all, hands are not like legs. They are used to walking, so there is a huge difference in endurance and strength.

The ancient Chinese people said well that the arms cannot hold up the legs. This is the truth.

Ding Taishan's face suddenly looked uglier than if he had eaten shit. If he had known this, he would never have come down to play such a clever trick.

"Damn it, there's nothing we can do. Change your left hand and continue! Maybe the elevator will open soon." Ding Taishan comforted himself.

But he didn't know that as long as Ye Chen didn't want to, he would never be able to wait until the elevator opened.

But he was lucky, because this time it was because of Mengmeng that Ye Chen did not choose those extremely bloody punishments.

Otherwise, there would be no chance for him to seize the opportunity.

A few minutes later, Ding Taishan had to get back into the car with a dark face.

Holding the handlebars with both hands, his face soon became distorted. It's this feeling again!

"It's so boring, Master... didn't you say you wanted to beat the bad guy? Why don't you beat him?" Mengmeng was not satisfied with this level of punishment.

Her ability to accept is much stronger than Ye Chen imagined.

"Mengmeng wants to hit him?" Ye Chen was in a daze after hearing her words.

The little maid seemed to be a little different from what he thought.

"Hmm, I have a small super weapon, can you throw one over?" Mengmeng said with her eyes blinking, her tone seemed to be about throwing a firecracker.

Same.

It's just that it's a bit inconsistent with Conan's look.

Ye Chen's face twitched. Damn it, he seemed to underestimate this little guy.

After all, it is an all-powerful robot that can destroy a continent, so how could it not tolerate bloody scenes?

This time it’s really a mess!

"Ahem, you can't throw away the super weapon, but I will allow you to use other weapons in a while, such as bullets and electric shocks. And you can't kill him at once, you have to torture him slowly, understand?"

"clear!"

Poor Ding Taishan had no idea that in the corner of the elevator not far from him, two invisible gods of death were discussing how to torture him.

Knowing that the little maid wouldn't mind the bloody scene, Ye Chen finally let the elevator door open slowly after a few more minutes.

Ding Taishan, who was pedaling his bicycle desperately and enduring inhuman pain, suddenly froze, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He quickly staggered out of the car and rushed out of the elevator.

Little did he know that there was real terror waiting for him outside. ..

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