One Thousand and Seventy-Five: Begging for Mercy
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"Ah...... Yes...... Ah......h
The crowd of onlookers cheered well at first, but now they fainted so quickly when they saw the thrush, a little puzzled, and a little unworthy of Qiao'er.
These two hundred taels of silver were only whipped four times, which was really a loss.
"I can't stand it after only four whips, is it a fraud to death?"
"Definitely yes, Princess Yi, don't stop, try another whip!"
"I only whipped four times, and the rest of the discounted silver is counted!"
Seeing that Qiuqiu didn't mean to stop, Steward Lin hurriedly said, "Princess Yi, look...... The villain is afraid that there will be trouble with his life, so it is better to stop here and return it to you in two hundred taels of silver tickets. ”
Qiuqiu snorted and threw out the horsewhip.
"Ah...... My face...... It hurts! The thrush rolled on the ground with her battered face covered.
The crowd of onlookers was scolding.
"Am I right? This dead slut is cheating on death! ”
"Death is abominable! Princess Yi continues to fight! ”
"It's okay now, smash her disgusting face, even the old man won't look for her!"
"Twenty lashes will give her what she can do!"
After the wail, Thrush begged for mercy: "Princess Yi, Thrush...... Thrush ......"
She wanted to say that she would tell some of the things she knew, could she atone for her sins and stop beating her?
But when she came into contact with Steward Lin's cold gaze, she was timid, gritted her teeth and swallowed back what she was about to say.
Qiuqiu glanced at Qiao'er, who was staring at the thrush, and suddenly said, "Miss Qiao'er, you also beat a few whips to get angry, and you won't lose the two hundred taels of silver in vain." ”
Qiao'er really took the horsewhip and was able to whip the thrush with her own hands, which relieved her anger!
Qiuqiu's horsewhip is not thick, but it is a bit heavy for Qiao'er to hold in his hand.
She thought about it for a while, and instead held the horsewhip with both hands, she wanted to use her greatest strength to whip her crying father and mother!
Thrush and Steward Lin were relieved when they saw Qiao'er's movements.
How strong can a small village girl without martial arts have? It would be better if she had beaten all the remaining fifteen lashes, so that she could endure the pain.
Qiao'er raised the horsewhip and pointed it at the thrush's face, but unfortunately the thrush was blocked by two arms, and the horsewhip was whipped on her arm, and her clothes were not torn, let alone blood.
Thrush and Steward Lin were secretly happy.
Still, Thrush screams exaggeratedly, proving that she is in pain.
Qiao'er was a little annoyed, so she changed her method and pumped it according to the place where Qiuqiu had just pumped, and the thrush hurriedly covered it, but Qiao'er quickly pumped it to her face.
"Ah......" The thrush couldn't help but scream, and Qiao'er's whip was whipped on her face, adding old wounds to new wounds, and it hurt her heart.
The crowd of onlookers cheered and cheered for Qiao'er: "Qiao'er is so good, smoke her to death!" ”
Even the girl in the kiln shouted, "Pump her hard, beat her to death!" ”
Qiao'er is very serious, every stroke is accurate to the angle, and every whip is whipped to the thrush croak.
Although the whip hurt on his body, the thrush did not beg for mercy again.
Compared with Princess Yi, Qiao'er's whipping is pediatric.
People thought that Qiao'er would keep beating, but they didn't expect that after she beat five whips, she returned the whip to Qiuqiu: "Princess Yi, I don't have the ability to beat her to the flesh, you still have the remaining ten whips!" ”
Qiuqiu laughed: "Okay! You watch! Look how I snapped her legs! ”
Qiao'er nodded: "Well, I'm watching!" ”
The thrush was so frightened that he couldn't care so much anymore, and struggled to get up from the ground: "Princess Yi, the thrush is willing to atone for his sins...... Stop fighting, King Qiuyi! ”