Chapter seven hundred and eighty fifth thirty whip
As soon as Han Ziqi placed her mother's ashes in the Han family cemetery, she noticed dozens of murderous men in black surrounding her.
They controlled all the entrances and exits and surrounded Han Mu's cemetery.
"Who are you?"
Han Ziqi did not panic, and her pretty face sank: "Dare you come to the Han Cemetery to run wild?"
She also sent a message to Nangong Yan outside.
The people in black around her didn't respond, they just looked at her indifferently, as if they had no emotions.
"act wildly?
How could anyone act so wildly?"
At this time, a majestic voice came from behind the crowd: "I'm here to offer incense."
Long Tianao walked up from behind the crowd. Dressed in black, he was not only dazzling, but also gave people an indescribable sense of indifference.
Behind him were Manager Situ and Dao Nu.
After Chen Haodong's death, Manager Situ's status has also increased.
Seeing that it was Long Tianao, Han Ziqi's pretty face changed: "Why are you here?
Who asked you to come?"
Several staff members stepped forward to stop Long Tianao.
"Papa papa -" Without Long Tianao taking action, the sword girl rushed up from behind and slapped them to the ground with her bow left and right.
The female secretary who instinctively stood in front of Han Ziqi was kicked out by the knife girl.
The Feng Shui master walked a little slower, but was also slapped down by the sword girl.
The scene was a mess.
Han Ziqi shouted angrily: "Long Tianao, what are you doing?"
"Today is a great day for my mother-in-law. As my future son-in-law, of course I have to come to pay my respects."
Long Tianao glanced at Han Ziqi indifferently: "Ziqi, you too, why didn't you tell me about such an important matter?"
"If you had told me earlier, I would have summoned the dignitaries from all over the world and let my mother-in-law move the tomb in a glorious manner."
Then, he picked up five sticks of wood incense and lit it, bowed and put it in the incense burner in front of Mother Han. "Mother-in-law, Long Tian'ao is late, please forgive me, forgive me."
"I won't give you a grand burial this time. When Ziqi and I get married, we will be paved with red makeup to keep you happy."
Long Tianao spoke softly, but his words were filled with anger, which made many onlookers shudder.
"Long Tianao, shut up."
Han Ziqi was furious when he heard this: "When did I become your woman?"
"Don't talk nonsense in front of my mother!"
"I have nothing to do with you."
"Even if I marry a dog, I won't marry you Long Tianao."
"Also, I didn't invite you to attend the tomb relocation ceremony today, so get as far away from me as possible."
She pointed at the door and shouted: "Get out of here."
When the Sword Girl and the others saw Han Ziqi scolding Long Tianao like this, they all looked gloomy and wanted to teach Han Ziqi a lesson.
Long Tianao waved his hand to stop them, then took out a tissue and wiped his hands: "No matter what you think, you are my woman, Long Tianao, and this is a fact that no one can change."
"I came here today for two purposes. One is to offer incense to my mother-in-law so that she can witness that our love is as strong as gold."
"Second, I came to let you know that the day after tomorrow is also an auspicious day, so you should be well prepared."
"I will send someone to pick you up and marry me then."
"I have already said hello to your father and Master Ji Mie, and they both agreed to marry you to me."
He looked at Han Ziqi and smiled: "Dress up properly on your wedding day. Don't be rude to the three thousand guests."
"marry?"
Han Ziqi laughed angrily when he heard this: "Are you deaf?
Even if I die, I will never marry you."
"You can marry whoever agrees to get married."
Her attitude was very decisive: "Anyway, I won't marry you."
Long Tianao didn't get angry, but asked calmly: "Ask me again, are you willing to marry me?"
Han Ziqi answered without hesitation: "Yes!"
Long Tianao smiled and said, "Do you think so little of me?"
Han Ziqi responded again: "Yes!"
Long Tianao asked again: "Am I not as good as Mark?"
Han Ziqi said resolutely: "Yes!"
"Pa—" Long Tianao slapped Han Ziqi on the face.
Crisp and loud.
Han Ziqi staggered, took a few steps back and almost fell, receiving a bright red slap on his cheek.
"Woman-beating trash!"
She was not angry or crying, she just stared at Long Tianao and said: "Not marrying you is indeed the right choice."
"Pa—" Long Tianao lost his patience and slapped Han Ziqi again, making the corner of Han Ziqi's mouth bleed.
Several secretaries and staff members instinctively tried to stop him, but Long Tianao got punched by one of them.
All four of them suffered severe head injuries and were in extremely miserable condition.
Han Ziqi gritted his teeth and said, "Long Tianao, you are just a loser who only knows how to hit women."
"Get out of here right now, or I'll call the police or call someone."
"No matter how talented you are, this is the Han family cemetery after all, not a place for you to be arrogant."
In order to give her mother peace, she gritted her teeth and endured these two slaps.
"Call the police?
If you call the police, I will lose."
Long Tianao said disapprovingly: "As for the Han family, your father has a new cooperation with the Alisa, involving tens of billions of dollars."
"Let alone beating you, even if I fucked you here, the entire Han family would not dare to say no."
Long Tianao had a smile on his face, and there was a stern expression in his pupils: "So don't expect Han Xiangbei and the others to save you."
Han Ziqi couldn't help shouting: "You are all beasts!"
She was completely disappointed in her family.
Long Tianao put his hands behind his back and asked: "I ask you for the last time, will you marry me?"
Han Ziqi responded word for word: "Never."
"Pa—" Long Tianao slapped him again.
Han Ziqi instinctively retreated to avoid this time.
"Dare you hide?"
Long Tianao's face was as heavy as water, and he kicked Han Ziqi in the abdomen.
Han Ziqi screamed and fell heavily to the ground, with another trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
"You——" Han Ziqi looked up angrily, only to find that Long Tianao's eyes were extremely hot, and there was unconcealable pleasure.
Her heart trembled.
This Long Tianao is a pervert! He likes to abuse women, torture women, and enjoy the pleasure of beating women.
The more painful she is, the more excited he becomes.
Thinking of this, Han Ziqi gritted her teeth and struggled. She stopped arguing with Long Tianao and rushed towards the exit of the cemetery with all her strength.
"Bang -" The knife girl stepped forward, grabbed Han Ziqi's hair, and threw her to Han's mother's grave.
Han Ziqi screamed and fell straight to the ground, with more than a dozen hairs broken.
Before she could struggle, several men in black stepped forward and roughly held her hands and feet down.
Han Ziqi could not move.
Long Tianao stood in front of her, with a whip in his hand.
He looked down at Han Ziqi: "If you run away again, I will shovel your mother's grave."
Han Ziqi's delicate body trembled and she shouted: "Long Tianao, you beast, what on earth are you going to do?"
"What?"
Long Tianao cracked his whip and sneered: "Of course I will teach you a lesson."
"If I don't show you some color, what qualifications do I have to be your man?"
"Thirty lashes, kneel down for me."
"As long as you withstand thirty lashes from me, I will let you go today."
"Whenever the whip is screamed, I will shovel your mother's grave."
"Of course, you can also beg me for mercy and promise to concentrate on being my wife from now on, and then I can give you a few less whippings."
He was calm and calm, but his words made the hearts of those present tremble.
Han Ziqi bit her lip: "Don't even think about it!"
"Pa—" Before the words could even be finished, Long Tianao whipped Han Ziqi in the back.
