Wear cannon fodder as a villain to develop a plan

chapter30

Cui Tiancheng looked at Shang Kai's face and cleverly did not say a word. Shang was happy to hurt his son's tragic death, and he couldn't take care of the problem of his face for the time being, but his red eyes sneered: "What does Feng Zhangmen think to deal with?" Is it not possible to let my face die in vain?

Feng Shuming said lightly, "Brother Shang misunderstood, of course, I don't mean that." If this is not the case, the young man will be flogged, and after ten days, if he is still alive, it will be his creation, what does Brother Shang think? 

The so-called whipping, of course, is not as simple as it seems on the surface, but a whip made of the skin of a demon beast of the third order or above, whipping a disciple who has made a mistake every day for ten times, and not allowing him to eat or drink under the hot sun for ten days.

Generally speaking, most people can't survive, and they can't survive for three days before they are destroyed under the blazing sun.

Feng Shuming said this, on the one hand, to give Yunxiao City face, on the other hand, it can also be regarded as giving this teenager a chance to live. If this teenager survives, it also shows that he has strong willpower and is worthy of a great responsibility.

Shang Kai looked at the kneeling teenager's weak body, and he also knew that he couldn't help but give Uncle Feng some face, after all, his son was at fault first, so he snorted coldly: "Okay! Then it will trouble the maple boss to execute as soon as possible!

Even if this young man survived the whipping, sooner or later he would have other means to avenge his own Yan'er!

Shui Yue frowned, he didn't expect this result, and he was very dissatisfied. But after all, he is a guest and cannot say too much.

Although Ling Xia did not know the specific contents, when he heard the words "ten days, whipping", he guessed in his heart, even though his face was calm, his heart had begun to cry.

Wipe! No such thing! It's not as refreshing as a knife cut! Lao Tzu wants to go home!

Soon, two black-clad disciples came in, and one of them held Ling Xia down and led him to the Law Enforcement Hall.

Shang Kai did not hesitate to go with Shang Yan in his arms, to witness Ling Xia's torture.

Shui Yue lightly saluted the two leaders, "There is nothing left or right, and the disciple will resign." My sister was still young and couldn't see this bloody scene. At this time, his good feelings for these two famous sects became gone, and he vaguely regretted using forbidden arts to help them.

Cui Tiancheng nodded, "Thank you very much for your help, please thank Brother Shui on my behalf."

In the courtyard of the Criminal Law Hall, Ling Xia's hands had been firmly tied to his sides, and the fear in his heart was several times stronger than when he was executed on the board. He gritted his teeth and lowered his head, not wanting the fear in his eyes to be discovered, but the sharp rise and fall of his chest still revealed his nervousness.

Shang Kai held his son's corpse and sat close to watch, his heart was full of happiness, if it were not for the prestige of his Shang family, he would definitely have personally executed himself!

The disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall soaked the baby's wrist-thick magic snake skin whip in clear water, and then shook it violently in the air, making a crisp sound. Ling Xia only felt a sudden heat in his back, and then an indescribable pain struck, his eyes went black, he couldn't help but scream, sweat and irrepressible tears began to fall down.

The disciple who was executing obviously did not wait for him to adapt, and had already continued to whip up regularly and rhythmically.

All the thoughts in Ling Xia's mind instantly disappeared, leaving only one word--pain!