Western suburbs warehouse.

Feeling that someone was picking off her clothes in a daze, Tang Qingyu was smart, and instinctively wanted to sit up and scold, but found that her hands and feet were tied and she couldn't move, and her mouth was sealed, so she could only make a whining sound.

She opened her eyes in shock, and two black heads were dangling in front of her.

Made, someone is really picking her clothes!

"Woo-woo-woo...... "Let go of me."

"Sister, you're finally awake, okay, stop first."

A familiar voice sounded from the front, and Tang Qingyu immediately recognized that it was Tang Qingyin's voice, and shouted at her angrily: "Woo woo woo ......"

Tang Qingyin ordered the man to retreat, stepped forward and squatted in front of her, pinched her chin, and smiled high: "I didn't expect you to fall into my hands one day, sister, you say, how should I repay you?" ”

Peeled off the tape on her mouth, raised her finger and pointed at the two men next to her, grinning the corners of her mouth, her eyes were full of malice and chilling: "How about letting them turn J for you?" ”

Tang Qingyu's eyes widened in disbelief, and she couldn't believe that she would hear such words from her mouth.

Tang Qingyin wiped away her tears, with a look of sisterly affection: "Sister, what are you crying about, am I too good to you, you are moved?" You're my only sister, I'm not good to you, to whom? You say, don't you? Don't cry. ”

She suddenly raised her hand and slapped Tang Qingyu's face fiercely, her face was hideous and vicious: "Don't cry!" You slut, ruined my face, made me fall to such a point, you still have the face to cry? It's me who should cry! ”

"What good have you gained from hurting me so many times, except for making you feel happy? Tang Qingyin, you let me go, I let Qin Mo let Ding Ruoqiu go, and I will never care about the past in the future. ”

Tang Qingyin's smile froze for a moment, tears suddenly fell, she wiped away the tears on her face vigorously, slapped her backhand again, and her hanging fingertips trembled slightly: "Bring the whip." ”

"Miss Tang, Mr. has instructed you to ......"

Before the man finished speaking, he was interrupted by Tang Qingyin: "Did Mr. tell you that everything is under my command?" ”

"Yes."

"Then go get the whip!"

……

The pure black leather whip fell on Tang Qingyu's body like raindrops, the white shirt was torn to reveal bright red flesh, and the piercing pain made her fall to the ground and keep rolling, gritting her teeth and refusing to beg for mercy.

Because she knew it was useless to beg for mercy.

Tang Qingyin whipped down one after another, and the whip marks crossed her body one by one, and the skin and flesh were open, which was shocking.

The two men couldn't bear it, so they opened their eyes.

In the empty warehouse, only the sound of the whip was whipped and Tang Qingyu's fainter and fainter snort, and I don't know how long it took for her to finally faint and lose her voice.

Bright red blood soaked the white shirt, and drops fell to the ground.

The man glanced at him, worried that if he continued, he would die, so he hurriedly stepped forward to stop it, snatched the torture instrument from Tang Qingyin's hand, and the other person squatted down to test Tang Qingyu's snort.

Make sure she's still alive to settle down.

The man glanced at the miserable person, twisted his eyebrows and said, "Miss Tang, sir, we will tell you the truth, and remind you that in the eyes of Mr., there is only one end for unfinished tasks: death." ”

Hearing this, Tang Qingyin shuddered, glared at Tang Qingyu, and said heavily, "Take water and splash her awake." ”

At this point, she must not lose her life for the sake of a momentary anger.

"Tang Qingyu, don't blame me, who made you offend someone who shouldn't be offended."