Without Meng Beichen's orders at all, the two men captured Ye Bingbing and tied her to an iron pillar just like they did to Mo Ran. The fire behind seemed to burn a little brighter.
"Meng Beichen, what are you going to do? You can't do this to me, I just like you!"
Ye Bingbing shouted in fear and glanced behind her. Huge flames sprayed out, as if they were going to engulf her, and she panicked even more.
Meng Beichen stood up and looked at her condescendingly, his eyes deep.
"There are many women who like me, but because of you, I hurt my most beloved woman, Ye Bingbing. You were still laughing a second ago, but I will make it impossible for you to laugh again in the future."[
He stood up and pinched her chin, as if he wanted to crush her chin.
"No, I don't know what you are talking about? Let me go, this is a legal society!" Ye Bingbing shouted in fright, shrank her head back, and smelled a burning smell the next second.
That beautiful long hair was quickly burned by the ruthless fire. She glanced aside and immediately screamed again. Her vision went dark and she was scared to death.
Meng Beichen let her go and took two steps back. When the fever was almost there and it was close to the scalp, he winked and the men on the side immediately picked up a bucket of water and poured it on her.
There was some green smoke coming from the top of Ye Bingbing's head. When she woke up, the hot pain and light feeling on her head made her realize something and she shouted: "My hair, my hair, you ruined my hair."
hair!"
Women love beauty and often put a lot of thought into their long hair. Ye Bingbing's screams were heard through the iron door and even reached the outside. It was a bit sad and a bit crazy.
"You just had your hair ruined. Do you know what was ruined for her?" Meng Beichen looked at her eyes and wanted to throw her directly into the fire pit behind.
"I don't know, let me go, I'm going to call the police, you are a devil!" Ye Bingbing cried, she used to always hope that he would come close, but now she was afraid of his approach.
But she didn't dare to hide behind. There was a fire pit behind her. Her hair and the iron pillar behind her were also a little hot. She felt that the clothes on her body were about to be burned. Fear kept spreading.