Wen Song was glared back by Wu Mantun, so he could only take off his pants without tears, and obediently hugged a big bench and lay on his stomach.

On the big white buttocks, you can still vaguely see a few criss-crossing whip marks.

"Master, you are angry, if you want to be beaten or punished, you have to wait for seven days to finish the play. ”

An Tiankui's scalp tingled, and after hesitating, he couldn't help but muster up the courage to make the last struggle.

Seeing that he will turn twenty-five years old after the New Year, and he is still being stripped of his pants and spanked like when he was a child, where does this put his big brother's face?

You must know that there are more than 20 people watching in this backyard at this time, and there are seven or eight young girls like Xiao Lanyu.

is really going to be spanked by his pants, An Tiankui probably even has the heart to die.

"Do you still have the face to roll the play?! Do you know what it means to roll the play, if we are not careful, our entire drama troupe will have to lose it!"

"Useless things! Take off your pants and lie down! I don't teach you a good lesson today, the troupe that Lao Tzu has worked so hard to pull up will lose in your hands sooner or later. ”

An Tiankui didn't mention the drama, but as soon as he mentioned these two words, Wu Mantun only felt a wave of anger rushing up, and he kicked him hard in the ass when he raised his leg.

If he was in the theater at the time, he would have thrown Cheng Xiaolou and the challenge letter out of everything.

The dignified Taihe senior brother of the Spring Opera Troupe still couldn't escape this whip after all.

Fortunately, his last words also woke up Wu Mantun, because he still needed to play in the drama seven days later, he didn't really be ruthless.

But Rao is like this, An Tiankui was still stripped of his pants and whipped three times.

After these whips, his face was redder than his ass, and it was so hot that he seemed to be oozing blood.

Compared with him, Wen Song was much more miserable, after a whip, his white and tender ass was beaten and flesh was opened, and he was scared when he looked bloody.

After a meal of chickens and dogs, Wu Mantun asked the others to carry Wen Song out of the backyard, leaving only An Tiankui, Xiao Lanyu and a young man with a shaved head and a colorful Peking Opera mask tattooed on the top of his head.

Wu Mantun took a clean towel and wiped the sweat from the whip with his orchid fingers, then sat on the recliner next to him, took the ivory white jade pipe handed over by Xiao Lanyu and put it in his mouth, playing with Xiao Lanyu's white and slender left hand and glanced at the two people in front of him.

"Let's talk about it, how to deal with the fight between Xiao Jiu'er and that dead cripple?"

An Tiankui glanced at the jade hand that was held by Wu Mantun and played with without a trace, and then pouted his ass and endured the pain and said: "Even if Xiao Jiu'er has been forbearance all these years, how can I say that he was also trained by you, the master, and he can win us?"

Wu Mantun let go of Xiao Lanyu's little hand, leaned back on the recliner and changed into a more comfortable position, looked at the bald young man with a tattoo on his head and asked, "Liu'er, what do you think?"

The bald young man was the most talented but the most rebellious of the nine disciples under Wu Mantun.

Since he was a child, he has been unsociable, and he does things by his own temperament, and he is also the one who has been beaten the most among the nine brothers and sisters, and he is the most dismissive of Wu Mantun's various punishment methods.

Wu Mantun once said in person that Xiaoliu Pan Yu was the most likely of the nine disciples under his sect to become a corner.

However, he has been extremely rebellious since he was a child, disobedient to discipline, and once even almost beat to death, but even so, Pan Yu still learns drama from day to night, and he learns it one by one, and finally learns miscellaneous but not proficient.

If it weren't for this, Penglai Xian's drama would not have fallen on An Tiankui's head.

Pan Yuju didn't learn to be famous, but because he loved to fight bravely and ruthlessly since he was a child, he slowly became Wu Mantun's right-hand man, and often helped him take care of some things in the theater and theater.

"According to what the two senior brothers said, Xiao Jiu's kung fu has probably surpassed all our senior brothers, if you want to say that he has secretly practiced by himself since he was a child, I don't believe it. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, Xiao Jiu is afraid that he secretly worshipped other masters a few years ago, and this time there is a good chance that the people behind him secretly planned it, and the ultimate goal is to destroy our theater troupe. ”

"Even, master, your ...... Xiao Jiu and the people behind him probably know a lot. ”

Pan Yu took out a cigarette and lit it, and sat down on the bench very casually and talked eloquently.

After hearing his words, Wu Mantun's face suddenly became more and more gloomy, and the green tendons in his right hand holding the ivory white jade pipe protruded.

"What the sixth brother said makes sense, Jiu'er is just an adult child, and Xiao Qi has also broken a leg now, so I'm afraid the two of them won't be able to make such a big wave. ”

Xiao Lanyu put her slender and delicate hands on Wu Mantun's shoulders, and said with a sigh of relief while gently kneading for him.

"I have been in the pear orchard for so many years, and I haven't seen any strong winds and waves. I want to see who is so bold that he dares to play with Xiao Jiu'er behind his back!"

Wu Mantun sat up straight suddenly, sat on the recliner with a big sword and said coldly.

"Liu'er, you have kept an eye on Xiao Jiu'er and Duan Lanquan for me in the past few days, to see what they have behind them, and if possible, find out the rats hiding behind me. ”

Frowning and pondering for a moment, Wu Mantun knocked his pipe lightly, looked up at Pan Yu and commanded.

"Got it. ”

The latter shook off the ashes of his cigarette, took half a cigarette in his mouth, touched the tattoo on his face, and then turned around and went out.

"Tiankui, Lan Yu, in the past few days, you will practice the play of Penglai Immortal again, and you will sing this play in seven days. ”

After a pause, Wu Mantun stood up and stared at An Tiankui and Xiao Lanyu very seriously.

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely practice with Lan Yu in the past few days. ”

An Tiankui patted his chest and agreed.

Xiao Lanyu didn't say anything, just chuckled and bowed slightly.

"Two things that don't have any hair grow dare to fight with the master, this time I have to completely accept your job!"

Wu Mantun gritted his teeth and snorted, and left quickly with a gloomy face and hands behind his back.

It wasn't until he was sure that he was indeed gone that An Tiankui breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on his recliner.

"Ouch!"

An Tiankui's buttocks touched the recliner, and he bounced up again with a strange scream, and his face turned white in pain.

"The old thing is really fucking ruthless, and my ass was almost opened. ”

He lowered his voice and scolded fiercely, and then carefully put his ass back on the chair.

After looking outside through the door twice, and after making sure that there was no one again, An Tiankui grabbed one of Xiao Lanyu's hands and said indignantly: "Every time I see an old thing taking advantage of you, I just want to kill him!"

"Giggle...... If you really have the guts, I'm yours. ”

Xiao Lanyu covered her mouth and chuckled, letting him play with her jade hand.

Turning his head, he vaguely saw a tattooed back of his head flash through the doorway.