Chapter 798: pig-like scream
"Do you mean what you said?" The cold tone finally showed signs of loosening.
"Seriously, I swear by the lives of my royal family and everyone in the prefect's mansion. As long as you can spare my life, I am willing to obey any orders you have." Wang Mian nodded immediately, his face greedy for life and fear of death. Disgusting!
If Wang Taishou was here, watching his son even caring about the lives of the whole family, I'm afraid that he would be half dead from anger.
"Although you were born in a wealthy family, you don't know how to work hard, but you don't know how to do it, and you treat human life like a mustard. What's the difference between a person like you and those born waste?"
"Yes, yes, I'm a bastard, I'm damned, I'm a tortoise bastard, if you have a lot, don't bother with a waste like me!" Wang Mian was so frightened that he didn't even dare to open his eyes, and only desperately begged for mercy.
"Very well, didn't you say you want to live? Then no matter what I ask you to do next, you will have no opinion."
"Yes!"
"Okay, I'll order you now..." Wang Mian's eyes widened in disbelief as the sinister words rang in his ears.
"What did you say?"
He actually wanted him...
"Why, this is not willing? Don't forget that you have bet on me once, I just give you back what you did!"
"Yes, but..."
"Tell you, I don't have that much patience. If you don't act again, I won't be merciful!"
Seeing that those cold hands were about to squeeze his neck again, Wang Mian had to shout, "Okay, I'll do it, I'll do it!"
The next second, a pile of "props" appeared beside the bed, including knives, whips, candles and other utensils.
"Take it! How did you treat me back then, how do you use it on yourself now!"
Wang Mian tremblingly picked up a candle, lit it with a fire stick, and lifted up his cuff, dripping the red-hot wax oil on his arm.
Just a moment, he frowned in pain.
"Continue!" Fear was deeper than the pain, even if Wang Mian was in unbearable pain, he didn't dare to stop.
He is a pampered eldest young master. He is the only one who bullies others on weekdays. Where has he suffered such torture, and he did it himself, and soon his arm was red, and there was a burning pain.
"Did you think it would be over so easily? Also, did you see that whip? Pick it up, how did you bully me in the first place, not less!"
With a sad face, Wang Mian picked up the whip and hit him hard, but in his current state, he couldn't do anything at all.
"Didn't you eat? It seems that I still have to do it myself!" He took the whip and gave it a hard blow, and Wang Mian cried out.
After a few more lashes, no matter how the other party begged for mercy, looking at the torn clothes on his body and the blood oozing out, he would not soften his heart at all, because this was what he had endured before, and now it's just **** for tat. newspaper.
When he stopped, Wang Mian was already injured, and he didn't even have the strength to scream.
Seeing his embarrassed appearance, a cold light flashed in Song Yu's eyes, did he think it would be over so easily? impossible!
He took out a shiny metal object and walked down towards Wang Mian, and there was a scream like a pig in the silent room.