However, Tianmuz's cold voice came in a deep voice: "Yang Mufan, within these ten minutes, if you resist once, I will make a slash on Mu Wanqing's body. If you resist twice, I will make two slashes."
And so on, until the ten minutes are up!”
Hearing this, Yan Mufan had to force himself to take his hand back.
The two bodyguards kicked me hard.
His whole body was kicked away, hit the wall hard, then rebounded and fell hard to the floor.
A fishy, salty smell of rust instantly surged into his throat, and he coughed violently.
Tianmu Z was sitting on the sofa, looking at the man lying on the ground coughing. He was smiling brightly, and his eyes were full of the pleasure of revenge. When he saw the thirty bodyguards standing there, with no intention of taking action, he said angrily: "You guys still
What are you doing there?! Don’t you want to take revenge?! Beat me up, to the death, and beat me!!”
The last few words, Tianmu z, were bitten very hard, as if they wanted to eat Yang Mufan alive.
Upon hearing this, thirty bodyguards swarmed up and surrounded Yang Mufan. Then, with bloodshot eyes, they punched and kicked him mercilessly.
Fists and feet came in dense piles. Yang Mufan curled up and tried to protect his vital parts as much as possible.
Suddenly, the dull sound of fists and kicks hitting the flesh resounded loudly in the private room, circling and echoing...
Fast and dense fists like raindrops landed firmly on his back, arms, and legs. He was kicked and beaten until he was dizzy, and his whole body seemed to fall apart, and even his bones hurt terribly...
It seemed like a century had passed before the punches and kicks stopped.
Tianmuz looked at Yang Mufan who was huddled on the ground and hadn't moved for a long time, thinking that he was either dead or fainting, so he winked at Lone Eagle.
Lone Eagle understood and stepped forward.
I want to reach out and feel the breath of Yang Mufan.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he squatted down, Yang Mufan suddenly jumped up from the ground, grabbed his hand with one hand, and pinched his throat with the other.
Holding back the severe pain, Yang Mufan stood up. His face, head, and body were obviously covered in blood, but the super-powerful spirit that burst out from his bones was still so powerful that he was as cold as an emperor who dominates all things.
.
When Yang Mufan curled his lips and smiled, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, pulling the threads and dripping onto his dusty and torn suit.
He said: "Bring Mu Wanqing to me, otherwise... I will break his neck."
Tianmu Z, his black pupils shrank rapidly, stared at him coldly: "I didn't expect that you can't beat you to death in ten minutes after being beaten so much. But, do you think it's useful to threaten me with one of my dogs?! If you want to do it, hurry up
But, if you kill Lone Eagle, I will chop off one of Mu Wanqing's hands."
When Yang Mufan heard this, his face became stern: "Do you think I don't dare?!"
As he spoke, he made a ferocious face and grabbed Lone Eagle's throat with his fingers.
The sound of bones being dislocated came from the clear, quiet room.
Tianmu Z smiled lightly and ignored Yang Mufan's threat. Instead, he took the walkie-talkie and said faintly: "That's right, I think it's too boring. Let's compete to see who is more ferocious."
After finishing speaking, Tian Muz told the intercom: "You can torture that woman as you like, but you don't have to show respect to me, let alone be polite to me. You can rape her or chop her into pieces, as you please."
When Yang Mufan heard this, the veins in his temples jumped: "If you dare to hurt her again, I will kill you." However, the cold voice of Tianmu Z came out in a deep voice: "Yang Mufan, within these ten minutes
, if you resist once, I will slash Mu Wanqing once, if you resist twice, I will slash twice, and so on, until the ten minutes are over!"
Hearing this, Yan Mufan had to force himself to take his hand back.
The two bodyguards kicked me hard.
His whole body was kicked away, hit the wall hard, then rebounded and fell hard to the floor.
A fishy, salty smell of rust instantly surged into his throat, and he coughed violently.
Tianmu Z was sitting on the sofa, looking at the man lying on the ground coughing. He was smiling brightly, and his eyes were full of the pleasure of revenge. When he saw the thirty bodyguards standing there, with no intention of taking action, he said angrily: "You guys still
What are you doing there?! Don’t you want to take revenge?! Beat me up, to the death, and beat me!!”
The last few words, Tianmu z, were bitten very hard, as if they wanted to eat Yang Mufan alive.
Upon hearing this, thirty bodyguards swarmed up and surrounded Yang Mufan. Then, with bloodshot eyes, they punched and kicked him mercilessly.
Fists and feet came in dense piles. Yang Mufan curled up and tried to protect his vital parts as much as possible.
Suddenly, the dull sound of fists and kicks hitting the flesh resounded loudly in the private room, circling and echoing...
Fast and dense fists like raindrops landed firmly on his back, arms, and legs. He was kicked and beaten until he was dizzy, and his whole body seemed to fall apart, and even his bones hurt terribly...
It seemed like a century had passed before the punches and kicks stopped.
Tianmuz looked at Yang Mufan who was huddled on the ground and hadn't moved for a long time, thinking that he was either dead or fainting, so he winked at Lone Eagle.
Lone Eagle understood and stepped forward.
I want to reach out and feel the breath of Yang Mufan.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he squatted down, Yang Mufan suddenly jumped up from the ground, grabbed his hand with one hand, and pinched his throat with the other.
Holding back the severe pain, Yang Mufan stood up. His face, head, and body were obviously covered in blood, but the super-powerful spirit that burst out from his bones was still so powerful that he was as cold as an emperor who dominates all things.
.
When Yang Mufan curled his lips and smiled, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, pulling the threads and dripping onto his dusty and torn suit.
He said: "Bring Mu Wanqing to me, otherwise... I will break his neck."
Tianmu Z, his black pupils shrank rapidly, stared at him coldly: "I didn't expect that you can't beat you to death in ten minutes after being beaten so much. But, do you think it's useful to threaten me with one of my dogs?! If you want to do it, hurry up
But, if you kill Lone Eagle, I will chop off one of Mu Wanqing's hands."
When Yang Mufan heard this, his face became stern: "Do you think I don't dare?!"
As he spoke, he made a ferocious face and grabbed Lone Eagle's throat with his fingers.
The sound of bones being dislocated came from the clear, quiet room.
Tianmu Z smiled lightly and ignored Yang Mufan's threat. Instead, he took the walkie-talkie and said faintly: "That's right, I think it's too boring. Let's compete to see who is more ferocious."
After finishing speaking, Tian Muz told the intercom: "You can torture that woman as you like, but you don't have to show respect to me, let alone be polite to me. You can rape her or chop her into pieces, as you please."
When Yang Mufan heard this, the veins in his temples jumped: "If you dare to hurt her again, I will definitely kill you."
