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054 Absolutely Not Like This!

The man holding the whip whipped him one whip after another, beating the man who was hanging on the stage hard.

The chest of the man who was hung on the stage exploded with bright and dazzling blood stains.

The bright blood color stimulated the crowd watching in the audience, and they screamed even louder.

"Try harder!"

"kill him!"

"kill him!"



The screams almost burst Han Beier's eardrums. She glanced at the crowd around her in horror and confusion. She didn't understand why other people's pain could bring them so much happiness.

The man holding the whip seemed to be infected by the madness of the crowd, and he swung the whip even harder. Even through the shouting crowd, Han Beier seemed to hear the sound of the whip breaking through the air.

In just a moment, seven or eight bloodstains were crisscrossed on the chest of the man who was hung on the stage.

The man who was hung on the stage clenched his teeth tightly, his eyes were firm, his face was pale, he said nothing, and he endured it silently.

Han Beier's heart twitched violently with the sound of the whip.

She grabbed Ren Qingcheng's arm tightly and asked with horrified eyes: "What will happen to him if no one bids for him?"

It seems that the crowd in the audience is not interested in the man on the stage. On the contrary, the man's perseverance seems to have angered them, and they are more willing to watch him suffer under the whip.

"He will be beaten to death!" Ren Qingcheng said calmly

"Beat to death?" Han Beier opened her eyes in horror.

"How could it be? He was a living person! How could he be beaten to death like this?" Han Beier's face looked as white as the face of the man on the stage.

"I said that the Class B auction items and auction items in the Dark Night Palace were originally dead people. How could anyone care about their life and death?"

Ren Qingcheng said it so easily

Han Beier looked at him strangely

Why can a person who looks so noble and elegant say such cold-blooded words when looking at such a bloody scene?

If it were Dongfang Ao, he would definitely not do this!

He will definitely save him!

The man who was hanging in the stands was Han Beier. He no longer had the strength to stand on his tiptoes. He could only let the thin steel wire get deeply into the flesh of his wrist, getting deeper and tighter.


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