Seeing Zhou Yucui lying on the ground and learning how to bark like a dog, Wei Xiang couldn't help laughing, and the people around him also laughed with him.
Zhou Yucui did not feel the slightest humiliation. Seeing Wei Xiang laughing, she seemed to see hope of living, and immediately shouted even harder: "Woof! Woof! Woof!"
Wei Xiang's mansion was filled with the sounds of Zhou Yucui's dog barking and the wanton laughter of everyone.
"Because you are so obedient, I will give you a chance to live. As long as you can do one thing for me, I will spare your life!" Wei Xiang said with narrowed eyes.
"I'm obedient. I'm willing to do whatever you ask me to do!" Zhou Yucui nodded quickly and said, her heart filled with the ecstasy of surviving the disaster.
Wei Xiang didn't really want to kill Zhou Yucui. Everything he did just now was just to intimidate her. Only in this way will this woman cooperate with him obediently.
"Climb over here!"
Wei Xiang crossed his legs and sat on a high-end sofa nearby, with two burly bodyguards behind him.
Zhou Yucui lay on all fours on the ground, deliberately sticking out her tongue, and crawled to Wei Xiang's feet: "Woof! Woof! Woof! Master, what are your orders?"
Wei Xiang waved his hand, and a bodyguard behind him immediately stepped forward, holding a whip in his hand.
"Crack!"
The bodyguard whipped Zhou Yucui on the body.
"Ah! Master, please hit me hard!" Zhou Yucui screamed.
"Master, use more force!"
"Master, hit me hard!"
Every time the bodyguard whipped her, Zhou Yucui screamed.
Initially, Zhou Yucui felt a lot of pain, but as the bodyguard whipped her down again and again, she only felt hot all over her body. It didn't hurt at all, but she felt a strange feeling.
That feeling is indescribable.
The reason why Wei Xiang asked people to beat up Zhou Yucui was for another reason, but he didn't expect that this woman's scream would arouse the evil fire deep in his heart.
Zhou Yucui is not ugly. Although she is fifty years old, she still retains her charm and has a very good figure.
The evil fire in Wei Xiang's eyes became more and more intense. He suddenly stood up, took the whip from the bodyguard's hand, and shouted: "You all get off!"
Soon, Wei Xiang and Zhou Yucui were left in the room.
I don’t know whether it was because of excitement or because the place where she was whipped was too painful. Zhou Yucui’s whole body was trembling and her eyes were blurred: “Master, hurry up, keep hitting me!”
"Bitch!"
Wei Xiang cursed and started beating him with his whip.
At the same time, at the top of Yunfeng.
Yang Chen stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the night view of Jiangzhou, but couldn't fall asleep.
It was almost dawn when Zhou Yucui was kidnapped. Several hours had passed and there was still no news.
He didn't care about Zhou Yucui's life or death, but he sent someone to escort this woman away. If something happened, how would he explain to Qin Xi and Qin Yi?
Early the next morning, Yang Chen was still sitting on the sofa. He had not slept all night, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.
At this moment, his cell phone suddenly rang.
"Mr. Yang, we found Scar!"
Guan Zhengshan, who had also stayed up all night, said with solemnity in his voice: "But the person is already dead!"