The proud temperament of a middle-aged man, where can he tolerate being ridiculed in public.

The pain on his face that was drawn by the rope was hot, which made him remember the humiliation he had suffered at this time, and said angrily: "What kind of bullshit Qin family, Lao Tzu doesn't know." ”

The indifferent voice on the second floor came again, "Since you are so dissatisfied, then take me another whip." ”

As soon as the indifferent voice of the second floor fell, a rope immediately jumped out from the second floor, without the slightest pretense, directly crossed all the obstacles, and slapped the other side of the middle-aged man's face again.

This speed is obviously faster than the first time, and it is somewhat familiar.

Because the speed of the whole process was too fast, Mo said that the middle-aged man did not react at all, and even many onlookers in the hall did not see the whole process.

It wasn't until there was a burning pain on the other side of his face that the middle-aged man knew that he had been severely humiliated in public again.

"So convincing?" The person who whipped the middle-aged man on the second floor never showed up, but his indifferent voice came out again.

Everyone broke out in a cold sweat when they saw such a scene, and silently thought in their hearts: "Fortunately, it was not me who challenged the majesty of others like this, otherwise this whip would have been whipped on my own body." ”

Thinking of how painful such a whip would be on their bodies, these people immediately pursed their lips and said no more.

Although there are no more loud noises, there are still whispers one after another.

"I have heard for a long time that there are masters in the Qin Family Inn, and any guest must abide by the rules of the Qin Family Inn, otherwise there will be punishment. ”

"The Qin Family Inn has been open for two years, but I have never seen this mysterious master leave the second floor. I really want to see the true face of Lushan and see who this master of the Qin family is. ”

"If you want to challenge the majesty of the Qin family's inn, you also need to have strength, even Fairy Cang has never violated the rules of the inn here, and a little monk actually dares. ”

……

The middle-aged man covered both sides of his face with his hands, and it was really hot and painful. Although he heard these voices of discussion, he was somewhat angry in his heart, but he couldn't use it with one mind, and the hot pain on his face was really terrible.

He cursed in a low voice: "Damn! Lao Tzu died unlucky today, and he didn't be able to catch a glimpse of the fairy of the cang." On the contrary, I was whipped twice in a row by some kind of bullshit Qin family! It's really unlucky!!ouch! My face is so hot and painful, it's terrible......"

What he said was the truth, and that the whip would normally pull his rough skin open. But it's not so hot and painful.

Many monks in the hall were not accustomed to seeing the middle-aged man's behavior like this, and they gave them disdainful looks.

I can't make trouble in the "Qin Family Inn", but I can despise you with my eyes, what's the matter? You are not convinced? You can beat me! I am not afraid of you.

Once you make trouble in the "Qin Family Inn", you will continue to receive the whipping.

Although now the middle-aged man did not say anything. But the disgust for the "Qin Family Inn" in his heart has been burning.

It's not that I don't report it, it's just that the time has not come.

When he took away the hand that had been covering his face, his neighbor suddenly looked at him with some shock in his eyes.

Why are you looking at me with those weird eyes?

"What are the eyes?!!!

To be honest, I really hate being looked at like this, cough cough, didn't Lao Tzu be whipped twice on his face, as for using this kind of use, it seems that he has never seen any traces of being whipped.

The next seat pointed to the middle-aged man's face with a little embarrassment. Say, "Fellow Daoist, your face ......"

"My face, is my face swollen?"

Isn't it just that my face has been whipped twice, and it is still very hot and painful?

The neighbor really didn't know how to continue, and the middle-aged man didn't know at all at this moment. It was definitely not as simple as being whipped twice, the whip marks on those two faces had now begun to rot at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, of course, this is why the middle-aged man kept feeling the hot pain.

Many of the monks exclaimed, they had never seen a wound rot at such a rate after being whipped with a whip.

Some weak women saw it. Immediately cover your face and try to calm your mood. Let your voice be quieter, "Oh my God, his face, his face is rotting!"

Well, a very small word can have such an impact.

What? What did she just say?

Is the face rotting?

The middle-aged man was a little shocked, how could it be? Wasn't it just that he had been whipped twice, and his face was burning and aching all the time?

The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't calm down.

The middle-aged man took out a bronze mirror from his storage bag (this is a precious bronze mirror that he prepared for his future daughter-in-law and wasted a lot of time and effort). put the bronze mirror in front of his eyes and took a photo, and in this photo, the middle-aged man was completely stunned.

It's not true!! who will sue me, it's not true.

Isn't it just that he was whipped twice, and his face kept hurting hotly, and the swelling began to rot? At this rate, he himself was not prepared to continue to live.

What suddenly flashed through his head was that the whip was not an ordinary whip, and it must have been painted with something to have such an effect.

It can lead to wound decay, which is poisonous enough.

This time, he could no longer hold back the anger in his heart, and broke out directly, and the middle-aged man shouted loudly: "Your uncle, there is a kind of Lao Tzu who comes down and hides on the second floor all the time!"

Can you not be angry? It would have been enough to be whipped twice in public, but the abominable whip had caused his wounds to rot at a rate that was eye-to-eye. If this continues, will people still live?

The indifferent voice from the second floor came again: "If you have the ability, go up to the second floor yourself." ”

"Yo, what's going on? It's so hilarious!"

The voice on the second floor had just fallen, and from the stairs on the other side for the residents of the inn, Cang Hongchen, dressed in red, walked down slowly with a whisk in his hand.

As soon as he left the house, he heard a loud sound in the hall, it was not the first time he had stayed in the "Qin Family Inn", and Cang Hongchen still knew the rules of the "Qin Family Inn".

Someone dared to challenge the rules of the "Qin Family Inn", and with this, Cang Hongchen wanted to go to the hall to take a look.

Who is the mysterious and indifferent man on the second floor?