Apart from his talent in R&D, Mao Zhiming has no advantages. He is not good-looking and is also weak.

A guard escorted him, and he could not move at all.

"Let me go! Lord Shangshu, I don't accept it! I am also a victim, why do you..."

"Bang", the guard slapped him and his face turned tilted.

Before he could react, the guard slapped him and slapped him.

They have been working here for many years, and they have long been used to such scenes. No matter what your identity is, Lord Shangshu ordered them and they just executed them.

Mao Zhiming hummed twice at the beginning, but soon there was no sound.

My face was swollen, my mouth was bleeding, and my teeth were probably almost gone.

Long Qian looked at the bloody scene and unconsciously grabbed her fingers.

If such a heavy slap fell on her face, she would be unconscious in just ten strokes.

Captain Mao was beaten for more than a dozen times and still kneeled down. It was really...

Without waiting for Long Qian to think about it, Mao Zhiming really fell down.

Long Qian raised her eyebrows and withdrew her gaze.

She had long seen that this man was a weak man, and it would be great if he could bear twenty slaps, let alone forty.

After Mao Zhiming fell to the ground and pretended to be dead, the guard who was responsible for slapping him still knelt on him and continued to shoot the left and right bows at him.

"Ah..." Mao Zhiming was hit hard and his screams blurted out.

No one laughed at him for pretending to be dead, and kept hitting him until forty slaps were completed before they let go.

At this time, Mao Zhiming really fainted. Not only was there a lot of blood on his face, but it seemed that he had also deformed.

Long Qian didn't dare to look at it seriously, and after watching it, he probably couldn't eat tonight.

But depending on the situation, she may not be able to eat tonight.

Mao Zhiming was beaten for no reason, and it was the Minister of Justice who declared her sovereignty.

He even wanted to move the woman of the King of Ling. It was not that he was not afraid of death, but that he was too afraid of death, and probably was threatened.

Long Qian blinked innocent eyes and looked at the master seat, but said nothing.

She didn't forget that Mao Zhiming was slapped forty times and was just muttering a few more words.

The Minister of Justice thought she would say something, but she didn't want to wait for a while, so she didn't hum.

No wonder even the King of Ling was obsessed with her. His big watery eyes were so unbearable that men could not resist.

"Cough..." The Minister of Justice coughed heavily, pulling back his consciousness, "Long Qian, what else do you have to say, the evidence is solid?"

Long Qian blinked, and the mist in his eyes seemed to be heavier again.

"Sir Shangshu, the matter really has nothing to do with me. Captain Mao came to me yesterday and just told me about the use of the spear."

"A lot of people were there at that time, and they could testify. Captain Mao and I didn't talk about any topics about gunpowder."

"How could a spear explode? The explosion must be a problem with the gunpowder, isn't it?"

The round eyes seemed to be filled with many stars, flashing and very beautiful.

No wonder so many people are jealous of her. Her beauty is not only beautiful but also carved into her bones since she was born. The more she looks more beautiful, the more intoxicating it is.

The little wound on her face not only did not affect her beauty, but also made people feel pity for her and wanted to hold her in the palm of her hand to take care of her.

Long Qian gradually realized something was wrong and lowered her head.

What happened to this Shangshu? He looked like he was swallowing her alive just now, but suddenly his eyes were wrong.

Let her go quickly. She still wants to go to Xing'an to see the situation, but I don't know if Wen Qian can catch up?
Chapter completed!