The Evil King's Favorite: The cute fox is a little sweet

Chapter 99 Physical Mutilation
"The magistrate must have been burned, right? Your family is probably out of money." Feng Jiuhuang still smiled, speaking calmly.

"The magistrate's government office has been burned for several hours, and no money can be found at this time." Ye Twelve Lang bowed and told him that he had poured fuel in the magistrate's house and bought many fireworks and firecrackers in Pingchuan. into the fire.

And because of the construction of the magistrate's office, there are no trees and neighbors around, and it will not affect the neighbors.

Chai Yuzhuo was taken aback for a moment, obviously not convinced, "How is it possible? How could the magistrate catch fire?"

Ye Shilang expressed his kindness, opened the window of the firewood room, and kindly reminded: "Young man, do you see it? This is the direction, do you see the burning fire? And that black smoke! That's your house! It's burning. I guess it will be ashes tomorrow."

Chai Yuzhuo's eyes showed a cold light, his eyes almost popped out, and he said in disbelief, "How is it possible? How is it possible?"

Ye Twelve Lang had already walked over with a small leather whip at this time, raised the whip, and swung it heavily towards Chai Yuzhuo's back.He only heard the whistling sound of the whip, leaving a deep red mark on Chai Yuzhuo's back.

Ye Twelve Lang was very measured in his strikes, the whip wound was very painful and severe, it was only a skin trauma, and it would not hurt the lungs, how could this Chai Yuzhuo make him die so easily?

Chai Yuzhuo was in pain crying for his father and mother, with snot and tears streaming down his nose, he sobbed and said: "Hero, please forgive me, please forgive me, my father is the magistrate, although my house is on fire, but my father is the magistrate, the biggest official in Pingchuan, my aunt It's the beloved concubine, as long as the heroes let me go, I'll ask my father to give you benefits."

"Oh? So you still have your favorite concubine and aunt." Feng Jiuhuang nodded to show that she knew, and then said lightly: "Your father will not be the magistrate soon, and your favorite concubine and aunt may not be able to take care of themselves after a while. !"

Chai Yuzhuo was startled, his eyes were full of anger, and he cursed loudly: "It's you, it's you, right?"

"So you're not stupid!" Feng Jiuhuang praised casually.

Ye Twelve Lang continued to wave the whip at Chai Yuzhuo, accompanied by Chai Yuzhuo's hoarse scolding.

Feng Jiuhuang just watched quietly, the bloody scene, without even frowning, took Ye Twelve Lang and waved the whip dozens of times and said: "Okay, Twelve is tired, take a break, this is the end of the day." It's an appetizer, and the main course is yet to come!" He said to Ye Shilang, "Tell Shu Rong not to let him die, doesn't Shu Rong want to test the medicine? There just happens to be someone."

Ye Shilang and Ye Twelve Lang took orders one after another.

The firewood room was filled with a heavy smell of blood. Chai Yuzhuo curled up weakly in a corner of the firewood room, panting heavily, unable to yell and scold anymore, with a pair of mouse eyes, staring at Feng Jiuhuang fiercely.

Feng Jiuhuang laughed softly: "Hehe, do you still have the strength to hate me? Let me think about it, which hand did you move Yoyo? Is it the left hand or the right hand? It seems to be the left hand? No, it seems to be the right hand! Forget it, It’s all abolished! Twelve, abolished his hands.”

Although the voice was still laughing, it came into Chai Yuzhuo's ears like a devil from hell. Chai Yuzhuo's eyes widened in disbelief, he covered his hands, and his body was shaking non-stop.

Ye Twelve Lang held the whip, rolled up Chai Yuzhuo's hands, raised his feet and stomped on them fiercely.

"Ah..." There was a shrill cry in the firewood room, and then there was a moment of silence, Chai Yuzhuo passed out from the pain.

(End of this chapter)