The next second, under Hu Yuting's shocked gaze, Zhao Mengya raised the knife and dropped it.

Poof!

In the room, a burst of blood suddenly burst out!

"Ah!"

Heart-rending wails echoed in the room.

Tang Zifeng was lying on the ground, his whole body twitching uncontrollably.

Blood flowed from his lower body like a fountain, directly dyeing the carpet beneath him red.

Zhao Mengya stared at him with a cold expression, her eyes extremely indifferent: "Master Tang, is my service still adequate?"

In her hand, she was holding Tang Zifeng's...blood almost dyed half of her body red.

Tang Zifeng only wailed. The most important part of a man's body was cut off. At this time, he felt like he was about to die.

There was no thought at all to listen to what Zhao Mengya was saying.

"Master Tang, you may never have the chance to experience a man's happiness again."

Zhao Mengya threw Tang Zifeng's... at his feet and stepped on it hard in front of him.

Seeing this scene, Tang Zifeng's eyes were splitting and he was in agony.

"Ah...bastard...damn it!"

"I'm going to kill you! Kill you!"

At the same time, the bodyguard outside heard the sound and rushed in regardless of Tang Zifeng's order.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw such a bloody scene and was shocked.

For a moment, the bodyguards did not step forward immediately. Instead, they stood at the door in a daze.

Zhao Mengya put on her clothes, came to Hu Yuting, and helped her up.

"Mr. Hu, I have made you suffer."

Zhao Mengya looked particularly calm at this time, but her trembling hands revealed her inner uneasiness.

Hu Yuting grabbed her hand hard and said with a twitching mouth: "Mengya, I wrongly blamed you!"

At the same time, the bodyguards finally reacted and quickly stopped Tang Zifeng's bleeding.

"Kill them! Kill them!"

Tang Zifeng was going crazy, his eyes were red and he was roaring angrily.

Several bodyguards stepped forward directly, surrounded Zhao Mengya and Hu Yuting, and beat and kicked them.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two could only lie on the ground, huddled together, trying their best to protect their vitals.

They were just weak women without any cultivation skills to protect themselves, and they were quickly beaten with bruises all over their bodies.

However, Hu Yuting and Zhao Mengya held on forcefully, only making bursts of muffled groans.

"Damn it, bitch! Hit me hard!"

After the bleeding was stopped, Tang Zifeng was lifted up by the bodyguards and stared at the two of them with red eyes.

"After the beating, hang them up and use all methods to interrogate them! You must ask me for the formula!"

He originally wanted to let the bodyguard kill the two of them directly, but thinking that he had not yet obtained the formula, he could only endure his anger and let the bodyguard continue the interrogation.

The few masters who followed him were secretly speechless when they saw Tang Zifeng's miserable state.

When Zhang Heyuan heard Tang Zifeng's order, he rolled his eyes and whispered: "Master Tang, let me stay for interrogation."

Tang Zifeng glanced at him, gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, you give me a good interrogation! The formula must be interrogated!"

"clear!"

Zhang Heyuan looked at the two people with a sneer, making his own little calculation in his mind.

If he stayed for interrogation, he could learn the formula immediately.

By then, even if he secretly hid a portion, Tang Zifeng would not be able to know these things.
Chapter completed!