230.Chapter 229 General: We must practice internal strength diligently
The man in blue shirt didn't pay attention, he saluted directly, apologized, and hurriedly turned around to leave.
Perhaps because the consciousness of survival in his heart was too strong, he didn't notice that Yuan Hongxi's face became increasingly ugly, especially the moment his hand took the hairpin, the cold light in Yuan Hongxi's eyes was like a life-threatening Shura.
"My king, when did I allow you to leave?" Yuan Hongxi's cold voice sounded, and the man immediately froze in place, unable to move even a moment.
Everyone saw that Yuan Hongxi's face was getting more and more ugly, and they felt that this man would definitely die. In the past, although Yuan Hongxi always had an ice face in front of everyone, he was never as intimidating as he is now.
His voice was like ice flakes running through the heart, making people shudder.
Seeing that Yuan Hongxi was not happy, most of them left and dispersed, except for a few who were still unwilling to give up and wanted to finish the scene.
"My lord... I don't know what your lord's orders are..." The man knelt down tremblingly, not daring to raise his head to look at Yuan Hongxi.
Muyin had just had her hairpin taken away suddenly and accidentally scratched her hand, but she was thinking about something else.
——Cultivation of internal strength!
The pervert is coming, but he doesn’t know it! The assassin is coming, but he doesn’t know it! The hairpin snatcher is coming, but he still doesn’t know it!
These are all tests of her own reflexes. She suddenly felt that she was a big step behind...
If Yuan Hongxi knew that she almost cut her hand with a hairpin but was thinking about what happened, she would probably vomit blood.
What he cares about is whether she is in pain or not!
Yuan Hongxi looked around. Those slaves had quick eyesight and quick hands. They knew that Yuan Hongxi was busy here, so there must be something he could help with.
When Yuan Hongxi looked over, several slaves had already walked away, respectfully waiting for Yuan Hongxi's orders.
Although this is Yuan Hongmo's slave, but Yuan Hongxi is here, none of this is a problem, not to mention everyone knows it well.
I offended Yuan Hongxi and walked away unable to eat.
"I will take this guy to prison. First, chop off ten of his fingers, and then slowly cut off the tendons in his hands. He will be locked in a room and slowly grind his hamstrings, and he will die slowly——"
As soon as this statement came out, some people took a breath.
This method is too bloody, and it is so painful to connect the fingers to the heart. Especially grinding the hamstrings. Generally, tendons are the most difficult to break. Grinding them slowly is like watching yourself die.
This is not the kind of death where you watch yourself lose too much blood. This is more painful and cruel torture than that way of death!
"Your Majesty! I just found the wrong person! Please spare my life, Your Majesty... Wuwu..." He kowtowed desperately until his forehead bled.
"Wrong person?" Yuan Hongxi snorted coldly. He really didn't want to waste words with the person in front of him.
At this moment, someone in the crowd stepped forward and said rationally: "If you find the right person, then Miss Li will also be ruined in your hands. Miss Li and Miss Mu, you can't tell the difference, isn't it?
Splashing dirty water on others?"
"That's right." After hearing what this man said, everyone also thought that this was the truth, and couldn't help but look down on the man a little.
"I don't need to say more, just drag on -" Yuan Hongxi flicked his sleeves, glanced at Muyin, and signaled Muyin to follow him now.
When the man heard the words, he fainted and fell to the ground instantly as if he had heard the bad news. The group of slaves took the news and dragged the man down directly.
In most houses, there is a place to deal with slaves.
