"Oh, it's in that direction!"

Barley paid no heed to the sound of gunfire, which was very rare in the country, but here, many, especially on the other side, which was only separated by a strait, had been in the midst of war for decades, and he had long been accustomed to it, and he pulled Shang Yang, and since only one rope had fallen, he turned without any effort.

Go to the left.

Through the window, Shang Yang could clearly see that there were several people on the corner of the street, masked, firing at the door of the building, and on the ground, there was already a layman.

I don't know if they investigated the environment here before they came, but Shang Yang could see that the walls of this building were full of people, and they were fully armed.

"Da Da Da..."

There was another voice.

"It's starting here, too!"

Barrow turned Shang Yang, his face was light and breezy, and there was a kind of banter watching a play, and the victory was in his hands.

Shang Yang was turned to look at the other side, in comparison, the firepower on this side is more fierce, and there have been rare heavy weapons in China, but in the face of the regular team, it is still inferior in terms of equipment, and even the number of people does not have an advantage.

The people inside did not go out, but only held their positions and built an impregnable protective net with firepower.

People outside wanted to come in, but they couldn't get close for half a minute.

"You're going to lose!"

Barley smiled again, turned his head and said, "I guess you can think about how to transfer the technology to me, how big is it? Just to be clear, I'm worried that my device isn't fast enough..."

Shang Yang's face was still lifeless and looking out of the window, not that he wanted to do this, but his own strength, he really couldn't support him to make more expressions, he wanted to shout, tell those people outside, there are more people inside who didn't make a move, your best result is to run, but there is no strength.

"Hyperactive..."

"Da"

The confrontation outside lasted only three minutes, and it was seen that these people did not dare to show their heads at all when they were beaten, and it had nothing to do with cowardice, but the firepower was too intensive, and going out was equivalent to dying in vain.

Fifth minute.

The people in the door finally began to take the initiative to attack, holding explosion-proof shields in their hands, ten people formed a team, divided into two teams, and slowly approached the left and right sides of the road.

Shang Yang closed his eyes, and the result was self-evident, there was no need to look at it.

"You've lost!"

Barreel stretched out his hand and said slowly: "Give me the technology..."

Shang Yang still closed his eyes and didn't speak.

"Bang"

As if he was in a hospital room, Barley raised his fist again, struck hard at the abdomen, and cursed: "You damn slut, give me the technology, give me the technology!"

Shang Yang's painful facial spasms soon relaxed, and the spasms also required strength.

"Good, very good, tonight is going to be your nightmare!"

Barreier was so angry that by now, he no longer had the heart to kill Shang Yang, or rather, knowing that he would be strangled tomorrow, and now he just wanted him to be more fulfilled before he died...

Stretch out your hand.

"Tools..."

Then a man walked up, holding scissors in one hand and a whip in the other, and the scissors cut through Shang Yang's shirt and pants, leaving him with only the last layer of his body, and the whip was handed to Barreille.

"Hey, hey"

A perverted glint flashed in Barreel's eyes, and he raised his hand.

"Smack"

The whip was drawn to Shang Yang's back accurately, and in the blink of an eye, a scar appeared, dripping with blood.

The sound was piercing and shocking.

"Don't you say yes?"

"You're still not right?"

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Another whip: "You humble Chinese man, your mouth is very winning, I will pry your mouth open today, believe me!"

"Smack"

Erected the whip and continued to whip, just like Shang Yang played when he was a child, using the whip to whip the spinning top, after a dozen strokes, the skin opened and the flesh bloomed, and the blood flowed down the body, flowing to the surface of the feet, and then falling to the ground drop by drop.

It's by the sea.

The night breeze blows across the sea and turns into a sea breeze, and the slightest saltiness mixed in the sea breeze is like a pinprick stinging.

"If you don't give it yet, you don't give it yet!"

The older Barley gets, the more angry he gets, the faster he beats, and after five or six strokes, he pans out of breath: "Don't have illusions, the Shang family has already come out for you, but here, I am the king, I am the master, they can't save you, there is only a dead end waiting for you!"

"Surrender!"

Shang Yang's body naturally drooped, this feeling was unprecedented, groggy, different from the heavy blow to the head, the moment the head was hit hard, he no longer felt pain, and now he was drowsy in pain.

"Damn the Chinese!"

Seeing that he still didn't speak, Barley wanted to fight again.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a voice came from the side, very sharp, and there was a suspicion of breaking the sound, and I saw a woman dressed in black walking over slowly, Bella, she thought that Shang Yang must be being tortured, but when she saw this appearance, her heart still couldn't stop beating.

"What are you doing here, is it to see your mistress!"

Barrow was even more angry, gasping violently, even if Bella was present to testify today, he couldn't dispel the doubts in his heart, what was the matter with which mole on his leg?

Bella didn't respond and walked up to Shang Yang.

Said slowly: "Hand over the technology, you can live!"

Shang Yang finally opened his eyes and looked at Bella, who was close at hand, her eyes were still so wonderful, and the corners of her mouth outlined a hard-to-find arc, very strange, he thought he was crazy, because what he was thinking about at this moment was not hate, but that her figure was really good, and she was indeed as good as a fairy, and she could make people play with the princes...

"I promise, give him the technology, and you can live!"

Bella said again.

"You, you will be punished!" It was not Shang Yang who cursed, but Barreille, at this moment, he actually saw that the two were flirting and hooking up under his nose.

After saying that, I walked up and felt the urge to smoke with her.

"Get out of here!"

Bella howled, then raised her hand to grab the whip and snatched it without hesitation.

"Smack"

A whip was drawn on Shang Yang.

"Give him the technology, you damn Huaxia, give it to him!"

"Smack"

"Smack"

It's crazy, continuous whipping.

Barrow was stunned, standing motionless, his brain didn't react for a moment What was meant by the picture in front of him, Bella was beating him?

"Nothing happened between us, you idiot!"

Bella roared, "It's all him lying to you and creating a gap between us, can't you see it?"

"If you want me to prove it, okay, I'll prove it to you now!"

"Smack"

"Smack"

"Smack"

After a few more whips in a row, Shang Yang's eyes were completely closed, and he finally didn't feel pain, but numbness, and his whole body was numb, without any sensation.

There is no such thing as a "bitter meat meter" here.

But the scheme is similar around the world.

Barley wondered, "Did you do it on purpose?"

"How can I commit to a Chinese person, you have brains

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Tears were rolling in Bella's eyes: "You have wronged me, and when it comes to the wedding night, I will want you to prove everything!"

Barley's heart was pierced.

Panicked.

"Don't cry, don't cry, my goddess, I believe in you, don't cry, it's all too much like what this damn guy said, I blame you..."

He explained incoherently.

"You're making me want to kill myself!" Bella added, tears already falling.

When Bhareye saw this scene, he was in a hurry, and he didn't know how to explain it, but he happened to see Shang Yang next to him, raised his foot and kicked it hard, and then saw Shang Yang constantly swinging, fluttering and shaking.

"It's him, it's all his fault!"

Bella raised her hand and wiped her tears: "I will prove my innocence!"

also kicked Shang Yang roughly.

The swing is even greater...

"You, hit me, keep fighting, can't stop!" Barley picked up the whip and instructed the person next to him, and then said, "Beautiful Bella, let's go back..."

Bella nodded and turned away first.

Barley followed, step by step...

The rest of the man picked up the whip and looked at it, his face was embarrassed for a while, he was not a prince, he was not able to take risks, he had been beaten like this, if he died, his own burial...

"I've spared you..."

He threw the whip away and sat quietly on the sidelines.

......

The next day, at five o'clock in the morning, the sky was white.

Finally, a team of people came over, untied Shang Yang from the rope, put him on a stretcher, and carried him below, and several people in white coats quickly bandaged the wounds, after all, the execution was in front of everyone, and according to the rules here, no matter how heinous the person is, he must put on new clothes before he dies.

In case, when you put on new clothes and blood oozes out, it's not good.

Photographed by reporters, it's easy to talk nonsense.

To do all this, it was already six o'clock, and there was still an hour before the time.

Then I saw that a lot of equipment began to be used on Shang Yang's body, and various functions of his body were examined, and when the inspection was completed, these people finally took out the syringe from a lockbox, as well as a small bottle of potion.

Hormone!

Shang Yang's appearance couldn't be in front of the public, he couldn't stand up, and he knew that he had been punished a lot, and he had to be made to look no different from a normal person.

Pick up the needle and pull the hormone out.

Subsequently, the injection against Shang Yang.

In just five minutes, even Shang Yang's face was visibly red, regaining a trace of vitality, and in the sixth minute, he opened his eyes by himself.

Seeing this scene, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

This is not only a medical task, but also a big matter of face, and now it seems that it has been successfully completed.

They stepped back and another group took over.

dragged Shang Yang out of bed and took him to the car.

Half past six.

Zone location.

This is a square, very large, it looks at least more than 20,000 square meters, but this square is not empty, at this time it is already full of people, crowds of people, shoulder to shoulder, everyone looks at the gallows in front, Shang Yang is standing, there is a rope in front of him.

It only takes another half an hour.

will be executed.

Near the first row of the gallows, dozens of journalists from all over the world were ready to record this moment, rigorously and attentively.

Shang Yang looked at the crowd of people below, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...

It's weird!

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