High door marriage

Chapter 545 It Looks Like Being Whipped

Who knows that she is not dead, but now, her chest hurts, and she is hanging again, life is simply worse than death.

The door was pushed open, and the woman walked in slowly with a whip in her hand.

Lin Xinlan looked at her and asked weakly, "Why didn't you kill me?"

"Of course I want to kill you, but I can't let you die so cheaply. Death is very simple for a person, but life is worse than death. It's not that simple." She said coldly.

Lin Xinlan smiled wryly in her heart, it seemed that she had to suffer a little.

"What's your name?" She couldn't help asking.

The woman was a little surprised, and asked with a smile: "Why, do you want to remember my name so that you can take revenge in the future? Then you remember, my name is Lu Xiaofan. If you can leave alive, you are welcome to seek revenge from me at any time."

"Are you Chinese?" Lin Xinlan asked in surprise.

"I have no nationality."

"But your name..."

"It's just a code name."

"..." For some reason, she felt that this woman was very direct, and she never beat around the bush when she spoke, so direct that she couldn't hate her at all.

How sad that she couldn't hate a man who was going to kill her.

"Lu Xiaofan, then do it, I hope you don't kill me, I don't want to die yet." Lin Xinlan smiled slightly.

Lu Xiaofan squinted at her, and smiled faintly: "You are a nice woman, if you didn't hurt Qiao Yiyang, maybe I wouldn't touch you."

"He forced me, and he hurt me first."

"I don't care about the reason, I just know that whoever hurts him will die!" As soon as the words fell, she shook out the whip in her hand and lashed Lin Xinlan hard.

"Hmm—" Lin Xinlan gritted her teeth tightly and let out a muffled grunt in pain.

The whip hit my body, it was really painful, and every nerve in my body was also hurting.

"How much do you want to whip me?" She asked, so that she could know.

Lu Xiaofan was wearing tights, holding a long whip, and his gaze was condensed, quite like a queen.

She asked Lin Xinlan back: "How much do you want me to whip you?"

"I hope you don't whip me again after I faint. Otherwise, it will make me feel like I'm being whipped to death."

Lu Xiaofan hooked his lips and smiled lightly: "I like your character very much. Well, it's up to you!"

The whip was whipped on her body one after another, Lin Xinlan could bear it at first, but then she couldn't suppress the cry of pain anymore.

Gradually, her cry became weak, and after a dozen whips, she passed out.

Lu Xiaofan stopped his movements, drew out the pistol on his waist, and pointed it at Lin Xinlan.

She wanted to torture her a few more times, but her heart softened, so she should be shot and killed, so that she would suffer less.

Just as she was about to make a move, the iron door was pushed open, and a tall figure strode in, stepped forward, grabbed the gun in her hand, and slapped her hard.

Lu Xiaofan tilted his head, looking calmly at the man in front of him.

"My movements are a little slower, I should have killed her right from the start." She said flatly.

Qiao Yiyang clenched his fist and almost slapped her again.

"If you dare to touch her again, get out of the mafia and don't appear in front of me in the future!"

Lu Xiaofan's eyes were slightly startled, he shut up and didn't say anything.

This man always knew what she was most afraid of.

Qiao Yiyang stopped looking at her, hurried over to untie Lin Xinlan's rope, and put her down gently.

(End of this chapter)