Chapter 91: Aren't You Hard-Mouthed?
"Smack." In the picture, He Wenxin was tied to a chair, and a faceless man shook a short leather whip in the air with a short leather whip in his hand.
The man's voice came out of the notebook without waves, "Little baby, let's play something exciting." β
With the man's words, He Wenxin said in disbelief, "Are you crazy?" What about me? You keep saying that you like me, are you going to tie me up and beat me? β
The man put his finger to his lips, "Shhh Of course I like you, I like you and I want to play such an exciting game with you. Has SM heard of it? It's very fun and exciting, and I believe that as long as you are trained by me, you will fall in love with this game. β
He Wen's heart shook like a rattle, "I don't like it, I definitely won't like such a game." I refuse, do you hear me? I refuse. β
"You can't say no, baby." The man smiled like scum, "I just want to play this game with you, guess what else I like to play?" β
"I don't guess, you stop quickly." He Wenxin struggled, and the rope on his body was tied very tightly.
"Don't guess? It's okay, I can tell you, I still like to record such a wonderful game process, you say that if I record it and put it on the Internet, will you become popular overnight? β
He Wen's heart and body trembled fiercely, "Don't, I don't want it." The horror and fear on that face magnified in front of Ye Yan's eyes.
"You sent someone to arrest my sister? To do such a bad thing to her? Ye Yan's breathing became short, if she was treated like that, and she recorded a video and put it on the Internet, she would be ruined for the rest of her life, and her uncle didn't know what she would be angry about?
Uncle's health has not been very good, can he stand such stimulation?
Feng Ye smiled lightly and coldly, "Heh." β
He was so filthy in her eyes!
All the disgusting things can come to his head.
Lao Yu had already detoxified the wound on Feng Ye's face with his hands and feet, applied ointment that did not leave a scar, and bandaged it simply. Feng Ye sat on a chair that the panther had moved, playing with the gun in his hand that he didn't know where to go, and the smile on his lips was extremely incomparable.
"Don't you don't eat medicinal porridge, don't take injections and don't take medicine? Don't you want me to get tired of you? Don't you want to leave? Mustard, go and open the collar. You can go now. β
"Let's go? You do this to my sister, how do I go? Ye Yan pointed at him sadly.
Here it is again, this man always has an endless number of methods, while posing to let her go, she has to beg him to stay.
"Walk on two legs. Do you still want me to carry you to the car and go back to your house? Feng Ye turned the gun in his hand and crossed his legs on the edge of the bed for a long time.
Ba Ji stepped forward to open the collar and was pushed away by Ye Yan.
In the notebook, the man's whip was whipped on He Wenxin's body lightly and heavily, and He Wenxin screamed.
The man enjoyed He Wenxin's cry, turned around and took out a very thick candle and lit it, "Little baby, the feeling of being burned on the skin by the candle is also wonderful, come, take off your clothes and feel it." β
The man stepped forward.
One hand held the whip and the burning candle, and the other hand took off He Wenxin's clothes with a sense of guilt.
Ye Yan couldn't stand it.
She was already like this, and her sister could not suffer such unbearable things again.
Almost without much thought, Ye Yan got out of bed and knelt in front of Feng Ye, "Let that man stop and let my sister go, I will promise you everything." Feng Ye, please. β
She knew how despicable she was kneeling like this now, but she knew better that if such a humility could be exchanged for her sister's well-being, then it would not hurt to be humble once.
"Ye Yan, aren't you hard-mouthed? Don't you want to die? Then die. What else do you ask me to do? Feng Ye pinched her chin, cold fingers rubbing against her smooth skin, and ghostly voices surrounded her.
He asked her to stay by her side obediently, but she had to leave at every turn.
I still want to die.
This time, he wants her to learn to be obedient thoroughly.
"Little baby, your skin is so tender, the candle drips on it and burns, I don't know if it will make a sound, it's so exciting to think about it." The man stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, saying very yearningly.
The clothes on He Wenxin's body were taken off by the man, and only a vest was left inside.
The man opened the lid of the camera, pointed the lens at He Wenxin, smiled wickedly, held a leather whip in one hand and a candle in the other, and walked over.
Ye Yan's afterglow saw a scene in the notebook, listened to the man's words, and watched the man whip on He Wenxin's body again, the delicate skin quickly had a mark, oozing a little blood, the man perverted his head to lick off the blood, and dripped the candle on the seal.
He Wenxin was stupid, burned by the candle, screamed hoarsely, and whimpered, "Dad save me, mom save me, sister save me......"
Ye Yan's eyes turned red instantly.
No matter what her aunt treats her, her sister has always been close to her.
My aunt scolded her on the front foot, and my sister on the back foot ran over to stuff her with all kinds of delicious and fun food, as well as pocket money.
My uncle is actually very careless and doesn't care much about life.
If it weren't for the fact that her sister often secretly stuffed her with all kinds of things, her life would have been even more difficult in the past six years.
Wen Xin always said innocently, "Mom is really too much, sister, you are my own sister, when I grow up, if my mother is like this again, I will protect you, I will take you to move out and escape from her clutches." β
How can you stand this if you are so naΓ―ve.
"Dad save me, sister save me, sister ......" He Wenxin cried in a heart, and he was whipped three times and dripped three candles.
The white skin, the blood-red marks, and the red candles that slowly solidify.
It's so cruel that you can't bear to look at it directly.
The man was no longer satisfied with raging on his arms and shoulders, and his hands began to pull at He Wenxin's vest.
Ye Yan's eyes were red with blood, "Feng Ye, I beg you, let that man stop." I don't die, I take medicinal food, I'm obedient, I don't leave, I don't want you to get tired of me, okay? Good no good? Good no good? β
Ye Yan, who has always been stubborn and refuses to bow her head, cried and begged humbly.
The cry of pleading is poignant.
It's not okay to be leashed like a dog, and she has to kneel down and beg him, using her sister's innocence to force her, Feng Ye is much more ruthless than she thought.
Unexpectedly, the picture of Feng Ye dragging an iron rod to blow the heads of those little gangsters with an iron rod flashed in his mind, and then set fire to the rescue.
It's that she's been naΓ―ve for a long time.
This man is a real demon.
Anyone she cares about can become a means for him to persecute her, and every time he is more than desperate, and he is happy to do it.
Her life has been ruined.
Her innocence is gone.
The same can no longer be done.
The heart can't be like her, and become filthy.
Tears filled his eyes, and in his blurred vision, Feng Ye sat indifferently, like Satan indifferently admiring everything in front of him.