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The two bodyguards wanted to beg for mercy, but their faces and mouths had already been swollen by Shen Zhen, and there was no way to plead except for 'woo woo' and saying vague words.

And Shen Zhen, the only one who can intercede for them, is too late to hide at this time, so how can he help them speak.

Ling Bei heard Li Junyu's command, but he was worried.

"Young Master, is it okay to replace it with something else? We brought iron sticks, no sticks, you ......see."

"You don't have it, won't you borrow it from someone else?" Li Jun Yu Liangliang swept his eyes and looked at Shen Zhen, who was terrified.

Of course, an iron rod hurts more than a wooden stick, but what the tyrant wants is not to make them physically hurt, but to make them psychologically frightened and afraid.

The punishment may be reserved for later use.

Now, what Li Junyu has to do is to make these people afraid.

Lord Tyrant wants these three people, together with Shen Zhen who was standing on the side, to know clearly - what means he dares to use against his little milk cat, what kind of means he will use, double the reward.

Don't look at Shen Zhen on the surface, his face just changed slightly, standing there is still the heroic and extraordinary head of the Shen family.

In fact, his face had already broken through with fright, and his pale face revealed his trepidation.

Seeing Li Junyu's indifferent eyes sweeping towards him, Shen Zhen hurriedly nodded: "Yes, yes...... The sticks used in our manor are guarded in the second storage room at the top of the staircase...... Just take it and use it is ......"

The two bodyguards looked like mourners, and they couldn't have imagined that the master they were dedicated to serving was such a ruthless and ruthless person.

If you don't save them, forget it, take the initiative to humiliate them, and even take the initiative to send the murder weapon to outsiders!

The two of them were like ashes, betrayed by the master they worked for, and it should be easy to win the sympathy of others.

But Li Junyu's deep and cold eyes didn't even make a wave.

This kind of person who takes advantage of others and bullies the weak does not deserve anyone's sympathy at all.

Since they are unforgiving when they gain power, they can be ruthless to girls like Ruan Mengmeng, they should have been prepared to be retaliated against.

Ling Bei quickly led people to find dozens of short sticks from the storage room pointed out by Shen Zhen himself.

Li Junyu hugged Ruan Mengmeng, admired his subordinates for a long time, took the dozen or so Duan sticks, and pumped them on the backs of the two people one by one.

"Smack-"

The person who started did not have the slightest strength.

The short stick breaks instantly, and if one is broken, then replace it with another one.

"Bang Bang Bang-"

After a few more consecutive draws, the short stick is not broken, so continue to draw again.

Without any hesitation, all the movements were done with all their might.

The heart-rending screams of the two bodyguards echoed through the empty hall.

Li Junyu listened to their noise, tilted his head slightly, and frowned.

He gently grabbed the girl's ears and took her into his arms.

Seeing this, Ling Nan immediately found two rags and stuffed them into the mouths of the two.

Now, even if they are whipped open and blood splashed, they can no longer scream, they can only whin.

Dozens of short sticks, I don't know how many times it took to break them all.

Ling Bei kept an eye on it, seeing that the two people were almost unbearable, and they were already coughing up blood and dying, so he asked his subordinates to pump sticks on their buttocks and thighs.

Hehe, Ling Bei didn't mean well, he was afraid that he would beat people to death like this, which would ruin the prosperity of the eldest young master.

People like this who dare to do something to the eldest and youngest grandmothers, it is too cheap for them to be killed like this.

[Update completed, see you tomorrow at 8 o'clock ~ Mo ~ ]