Han Beier was furious and wanted to rush over to rescue the beaten man and take him out.
But looking around, she saw that there were masters waiting in every corner, and they were heavily guarded. She couldn't get out with her own strength.
Han Beier was angry for a moment and was stunned, not knowing what to do.
The man holding the whip glanced at Han Beier with contempt, as if he believed that Han Beier was a parasite living on Ren Qingcheng. Since Ren Qingcheng refused to buy it, Han Beier naturally couldn't afford the price.
He pushed Han Beier away roughly, and then hit the man with his whip.
He seemed to have been tricked by Han Beier in the middle of his anger, and the whip he swung became even sharper.
Han Beier gritted her teeth as she listened to the whistling wind above her head.
She decided to take a gamble!
Before the whip came down, Han Beier jumped on the man's body.
This whip was thrown firmly on Han Beier's back. From the shoulder to the waist, the clothes were torn and the skin was torn.
Han Beier's body trembled violently.
She knew it would be painful, but she didn't expect it to be so painful.
The whip tore the flesh apart hard, and the heart-pounding pain instantly spread from the flesh to the whole body, making her tremble in pain.
There was first silence among the crowd, and then there were exclamations
Han Beier's thin nightgown was torn by the whip. Her fair skin, beautiful shoulders, and straight back were looming in the gap torn by the whip, as if the spring light was half hidden, which attracted endless reverie.
Someone started shouting
"Is this tonight's special?"
“This is tonight’s real Class B auction item, right?”
"I just said that the Category B auction item in the Dark Night Palace is a woman!"
…
The crowd started to commotion
Getting more and more messy
It’s finally boiling!
"I'll pay five million!"
"Ten million!"
"Fifteen million……"
…
Han Beier smiled bitterly amidst the shouts of astonishment. Unexpectedly, she turned out to be so valuable.
However, only Ren Qingcheng would be so cruel?
If it were Dongfang Ao, he would be reluctant to sell her?
Accompanied by the howling wind, another whip fell on Han Beier's back
Another long slit was torn open in the silver pajamas. The straight back, the smooth and moist skin like mutton-fat jade, and the enchanting red color of blood, are actually soul-stirring beauty.
