Ling Kong's hands were locked with leather gloves, hanging in mid-air, his little head hanging down. He was naked from the waist up, wearing only a pair of underpants below.
There were several purple-black whip marks oozing with blood on the small body, extending from the collarbone on the neck to the back. They were so clean and cruel, but it could be seen that the person who whipped them must be a skilled hand, quick and accurate.
Mu Baoer's heart trembled, she simply couldn't believe the scene in front of her.
Seeing him being hung in the air and whipped, his heart clenched in pain, as if he had been cut by a knife, and his eye circles were red.
How could he do such a cruel thing to a child? He is simply a lunatic. How old is Ling Kong, yet he can be so cruel?
"Put him down, you inhuman lunatics." Mu Baoer shouted angrily, as if his body was suddenly filled with electricity. He grabbed the long iron on the side and tried his best to smash the iron ring with the leather rope hanging on it.
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Lingkong woke up with a start, looked at Mu Baoer blankly, and then got angry: "Why did you bring her here?"
"I'm here to save you, don't be afraid, I'll save you right away." Mu Baoer looked at his haggard little face with tears in her eyes and heartache, and tried harder to grind the leather cord.
"Whoever wants you to save, take her away quickly." Lingkong bit his lip stubbornly and turned his face away ungratefully.
Letting her see his miserable scene was something he couldn't tolerate. He would rather get whipped a few more times than see this woman crying for him. Seeing her cry, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
"Now that the punishment is over, put him down." Ji Mo, who followed him in, ordered in a cold voice.
Jingyue immediately lowered Ling Kong.
With trembling hands, Mu Baoer carefully hugged his small body. Seeing the shocking whip marks on his body at close range, her heart ached, her nose became sore, and her tears fell again.
He looked up at Jingyue and begged: "Is there a doctor? Let the doctor come and disinfect him and give him medicine."
Jingyue glanced at Ji Mo and saw that he didn't speak, so she immediately called the doctor to come over.
"Does it hurt?" Mu Baoer looked down at the whip marks on Ling Kong's body, her voice trembled, and she stretched out her hand, wanting to touch it but not daring to touch it.
"It doesn't hurt, it's just a small thing." Ling Kong leaned against her arms and muttered.
Seeing her crying continuously, I couldn't help but feel heartache. I stretched out my hand to wipe her tears: "Don't cry. It's just miserable. It can't hurt a bone, it's just a few whips. The injuries I've had before are much worse than this."
Mu Baoer hugged him, tears fell even more fiercely, and her heart was twisted like a knife. How could it be said that the injuries she had suffered before were more severe than this one.
If this kind of injury was nothing, she simply couldn't imagine what kind of life he had lived before.
"But I can't do this to you. You are still a child. How can they beat you?"
Such a proud little guy, so cute, why can you bear to beat him? Even an adult can't bear such a whipping, let alone a child.
"I was too careless. I accidentally got caught during the mission, and I had to ask someone to rescue me. I deserve to be punished." Ling Kong didn't have any complaints.
After joining this organization, he knew the rules very well and was willing to accept punishment. Although he was a little unhappy, this is the harsh style of large organizations.
Mu Baoer became even more angry after hearing this. He stood up, walked to Ji Mo and asked.
"It's not his fault at all. If it weren't for me being caught, he wanted to protect me, and with his skills, he wouldn't have been caught. This is my fault. If you want to punish me, you should punish me. Why do you