Chapter 184 184 Hanging in the air for public display
"Stupid donkey, hold on!"
Long Wudi let out a low shout, and in an instant, dozens of semi-sacred powers, like those of a horse, turned into a boundless net, covering Han Beicheng's head.
Han Beicheng jumped into the air and fled quickly over the vast auction hall, like a headless fly.
"return!"
Long Wudi performed a series of actions, mana surged around his body, and as he shouted, the big net suddenly turned into reality, and suddenly bound Han Beicheng, who had almost fled to the door.
Han Beicheng couldn't help himself, he was caught by him, grabbed him back like a chicken, and smashed him in front of Sun Ning. Before he could recover, he roughly stepped on his chest.
Click, click, click...
There was a crisp sound of broken bones, and Han Beicheng's ribs were trampled and broken. He screamed. If he were an ordinary person, he would definitely be unable to move with such an injury.
Long Wudi snorted again, then turned to Sun Ning and said respectfully: "Master, what should I do now?"
Han Beicheng screamed: "Assholes, you are seeking death..."
Before he could finish speaking, a figure hurried over outside the auction house, and it was Tang Weiyi, the master of Ziyang Palace.
Han Beicheng felt as if he had found a savior. He had long known that the palace lord was here, but he had not met him for several days. He had been hoping that the old man would show up to rescue him. Unfortunately, the master of the palace finally arrived.
"Palace Master, save me..."
Like an aggrieved child, Han Bei finally reached his parents and shouted: "Uncle, save me! How dare these bastards challenge the majesty of my Ziyang Palace..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard an angry roar like a lion's roar: "Shut up, you bastard!"
Before he finished speaking, a fierce fist, carrying a terrifying strong wind, hit him firmly on the nose, knocking Han Beicheng, who had just gotten up, directly to the ground.
Black and red blood kept pouring out of Han Beicheng's eyes, nose, and mouth, which not only confused his brain, but also ruined his handsome appearance.
Looking at Han Beicheng, who was curled up on the ground and twitching like a dead dog, and Tang Weiyi, whose face was ashen, he could even think of insulting his family's eighteen generations of ancestors.
Tang Wei was cold and ruthless by nature, but he was not as amiable as Luo Tianchi. Although Han Beicheng was his nephew and one of the top talents of the younger generation in Ziyang Palace, he offended this being who was very likely to bring disaster to the entire Ziyang Palace.
, let alone kill him, the anger and murderous intention in my heart really makes me want to crush this stupid donkey to ashes!
"Palace...Palace Master..."
"Why...are you hitting me?"
Han Beicheng still didn't understand the situation, and was still asking questions with grievance and confusion.
Tang Wei's face was livid. He cupped his hands to Sun Ning and sighed: "Such a bastard has appeared in our Ziyang Palace. He has offended the young master so seriously. It is also my fault that I have failed to teach you the right way. If the young master is having trouble calming down, please tell me
I don’t dare to complain even if I do it.”
The expressions of more than 10,000 people changed again. They saw that even the dignified Master of Ziyang Palace had this attitude, and the last doubts and speculations in their hearts disappeared completely.
No one dared to doubt the astonishing skills possessed by this little-known young man in green shirt.
Sun Ning said calmly: "What does this have to do with you, Grand Palace Master?"
"Thank you for your kindness, sir!"
Tang Weiyi arched his hand.
He could tell at a glance that Sun Ning really had no intention of asking him to accuse him, so as not to make the matter too big. But Han Beicheng's offense to him was so profound that he still had a grudge in his heart. Between words,
The stool is slightly prickly.
He then solemnly said: "If you are willing, Master, to leave this bastard thing in my own hands, I will definitely try my best to satisfy you."
All the eyes in the hall once again focused on Sun Ning, quietly waiting for his response.
Sun Ning's expression was calm, and his meaningful eyes fell on Tang Weiyi. He just looked at him quietly, no one knew what he was thinking. Until Tang Weiyi's heart suddenly pounded, he really didn't dare to face his gaze anymore and didn't move.
When he avoided the sound, the young man's voice seemed to be careless, and then he faintly said: "That's fine."
"Thank you for your trust, sir!"
Tang Weiyi felt relieved. He knew that this was also the opportunity given by the other party to completely clear the relationship. How could he not cherish it? He immediately raised his tone and said in a deep voice: "Han Beicheng has no holy principles, is arrogant, domineering, arrogant and ignorant.
Committing a serious crime is unforgivable. As the Lord of Ziyang Palace, I have the heavy responsibility to eliminate rebellion and maintain law and order. If someone in the palace commits a big mistake, I, the Lord of the Palace, should be severely punished!"
Many people's eyelids trembled when they heard it.
Listening to what Palace Master Ziyang meant, did she actually want to treat Han Beicheng as a traitor?
Some people even vaguely felt that Palace Master Ziyang even had a reason to do this - to get rid of the relationship as much as possible and dispel his anger.
This young man's power and tactics have reached such a level. Does even the majestic Lord of Ziyang Palace want to treat him like this?
Sun Ning sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, looking calm, like an outsider.
As expected, Tang Weiyi shouted sternly: "What Han Beicheng did violated the eight iron rules of this palace and committed twelve major crimes. He will be punished for several crimes and will be punished as treason."
"This menstruation-stimulating palm, which breaks bones and soft tendons, is the punishment for rebellious people. After undergoing this torture, the meridians of the whole body will be torn to pieces, the bones will be broken, and the big tendons will become soft and soft. It is like suffering from torture!"
After saying this, he slapped Han Beicheng hard on the beaten body with an iron palm.
Han Beicheng screamed, and his originally slender and strong body turned into a puddle of mud under the gaze of everyone.
Han Beicheng whimpered and screamed, begging for mercy indistinctly. He was in so much pain that he was as limp as mud and could no longer even twitch.
"When you forced that girl to commit suicide on the spot and uttered obscene words, why didn't you expect such an end?"
Tang Weiyi scolded: "You have rebelled against me in the Ziyang Palace. Do you think you can die if you want? According to the palace rules, you must be hung in the air for three days, so that thousands of people can watch and act as a warning. Although you are not in Ziyang here,
In the palace, but erecting a ten-foot-tall pole is easy if you think about it!"
Luo Tianchi took the initiative and said: "Easy as a palm, put it up immediately."
Tang Weiyi cupped his hands and said, "Thank you."
Not long after, someone reported that a ten-foot-tall pole was erected in front of the gate of the Excalibur Chamber of Commerce.
Tang Weiyi lifted up Han Beicheng, who was like mud, and in a flash, he was already out of the auction house. He jumped lightly again and reached the top of the high pole. The head of the pole was picked up on Han Beicheng's collar, and he used his robe to
The lapel was wrapped twice randomly and it was already hanging in the air.
Everyone in the auction house is a strong person from all walks of life. Although they have not gone out, they have opened their spiritual thoughts as if they have seen it in person.
Han Beicheng was seen hanging in the air like a corpse on the head of a ten-foot pole. If it weren't for his faint breathing and inaudible screams, people would almost think that he was dead! (To be continued)