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1247. Chapter 1246 Three hundred and sixty-two whips left

Chapter 1246 Three Hundred and Sixty Two Whips Left

"You're lucky every time, otherwise you'll meet me?"

"you……"

Anyway, Tong Ran refused to go anyway, so she dragged him back to the bed, "We'll play here. If you're worried about being photographed, we'll play with a quilt."

"What are you playing with with the cover and quilt?"

"you guess……"

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USA.

Las Vegas.

In the eastern suburbs, a large forest is the biggest feature here. The winding roads hover around, and behind the forest, many houses stand in it, majestic.

The style of the house is very unique, not European or American, but from the Republic of China period, with a bit of the ancient palace flavor. The top of the house is made of tiles made of pure gold, and a slightly raised attic. It is easy to pick it up quickly, and it is enough for an ordinary family to live a lifetime.

The house is surrounded by purple walls, with guards holding guns standing at each corner. On the plaque in the center, there is a word Mo with dragons and phoenixes flying.

In the house, the servants were all wearing one-piece white skirts, with their hair tied up and fixed it behind their heads with hairpins, and cinnabar red on their eyebrows.

Basement, darkroom.

On the human-shaped cross, Mo Beiyan was naked, his hands and feet were spread out and tied with iron chains. The blood marks on his body were almost integrated with the broken burgundy hair.

Bang-

Another whip was swung over. Mo Beiyan only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the golden whip hit the side face directly. His tongue tip gently pressed down. When he raised his head, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I ruined my appearance, are you responsible?"

Xie Yanghua stood in front of him with a whip, his tone was neither humble nor arrogant, "Master, this is what the wife ordered. She said, "You can go out for 67 days without whips a day, and there are 670 whips in total."

"Is that right?" Mo Beiyan sneered, "How many whips are left?"

Xie Yanghua looked straight in his eyes, "There are still three hundred and sixty-two whips left."

Mo Beiyan moved his shoulders, and the pain was torn, "Then the relationship is good, you might as well find 362 people to come and throw them over together. Otherwise, at your slow speed, when you finish the fight, my son will be married."

"Son?" Xie Yanghua frowned, "Master, you cannot have any flesh and blood on your own. The lady has explained this. If it is discovered, neither the woman nor the child will be kept."

Mo Beiyan just sneered and didn't respond.

Xie Yanghua raised his hand and wanted to whip again.

Mo Beiyan simply closed his eyes, but before the whip was pulled down, the iron door at the door was pushed open. A servant walked in and knelt down at him after two steps. He saluted and then straightened up, "Mr. Xie."

Xie Yanghua nodded. This is the Mo family’s rule, “Say.”

The servant lowered his head, "Madam said, please go to see her after taking a shower and changing clothes."

"That caning..."

"Mrs. I'll be exempted for the time being."

"Okay, I get it."

Xie Yanghua waved his hand, and the servant kowtowed and retreated.

Mo Beiyan opened his eyes, "What, are you disappointed?"

"What am I disappointed? The eldest young master doesn't need to be punished. It's naturally a good thing," Xie Yanghua waved, and several guards came over to untie the iron chains of Mo Beiyan's hands and feet, "Send the eldest young master to take a shower and change clothes."

"You don't need to be troublesome."

The chain was untied, and Mo Beiyan fell to the ground. He supported the ground with his right hand and barely stood up. He pulled the wound and bleeded, and he did not frown.
Chapter completed!
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