Another crack of the whip fell on Han Beier's back
Han Beier's vision went dark after being beaten, but she still hugged Ye Wu tightly and did not let go.
Ren Qingcheng is competing with Han Beier
He was waiting for Han Beier to cry, run away, and turn around to beg him under the severe pain of whipping.
he thought he would win
However, he was wrong!
When one after another dazzling blood marks split on Han Beier's smooth and shiny back,
As onlookers gathered around, the voices of the bidders became louder and louder.
The man with red eyes stared greedily at her exquisitely beautiful back
Those few cracks of the whip seemed to have hit his heart, causing heartbreaking pain.
He clenched his fingers tightly into fists at his sides, desperately resisting the urge to rush onto the stage to save her.
He was born noble and arrogant and never gave up.
Today, he doesn’t want to lose either!
But……
When the fourth severe whip was about to fall on Han Beier, he could no longer hold back and jumped onto the round platform.
When the whistling wind of the fourth whip sounded above Han Beier's head, Han Beier closed her eyes tightly, and the nerves in her whole body were tense, resisting and waiting for another severe pain to come.
However, what followed was not a sharp pain in her back, but an earth-shattering scream.
Han Beier suddenly turned around, and saw that the man holding the whip had been knocked to the ground by Ren Qingcheng. His arms were drooped, his body was curled up, and he was rolling and screaming on the ground.
Ren Qingcheng stood behind her, staring at her, and there seemed to be flames burning in his blue eyes.
Ren Qingcheng didn't know where he got such anger. He broke the arm of the man holding the whip, broke the whip in half, and threw it more than ten meters away.
Han Beier stared blankly at the furious Ren Qingcheng, wondering if he suddenly had a conscience and rushed to save her.
Before Han Beier had time to speak, Bai Hu jumped onto the round platform and nodded respectfully to Han Beier, "Miss, do you want tonight's Class B auction items?"
Han Beier was surprised when a powerful man suddenly appeared in front of her, but subconsciously, she nodded, "Yes! I want to save him, but I didn't bring any money today."
"It doesn't matter! Our master said that if you want tonight's Class B auction item, our master is willing to give it to you. You can take him away without paying." Bai Hu said respectfully
"Your master?" Han Beier was stunned for a moment. Today's events, except for the fact that the whiplash on his back hurt his heart and lungs, everything else seemed like a dream.
"Who is your master? Do I know him?" A mist of confusion rose in Han Beier's beautiful eyes. Even Bai Hu, who was used to seeing all kinds of beauties, was stunned for a moment.
