Keiko Suzuki was still trampling her, and the men were still looking at her with squints.
She is like a lowly toy, at their mercy.
She wept, tears streaming down her arm to the wound on the back of her hand, and another heart-rending pain.
It wasn't until Mu Jinjin was about to faint from the pain that Keiko Suzuki withdrew her foot.
She hadn't played enough, how could she let this slut die so easily Keiko Suzuki turned her head to look at the two bodyguards standing not far away, took out a square towel from her pocket to wipe her hands, and commanded as she wiped it: "Go and bring the tools I asked you to prepare."
"Department" The two bodyguards stood up straight, then turned and walked deeper into the warehouse.
Ten minutes later, the two bodyguards walked up to the two of them pushing an iron truck Mu Jinjin lifted his face weakly and found that the truck was filled with all kinds of terrifying tools.
There are iron rods weighing tens of pounds.
There are razor-sharp broadswords.
There is a leather whip inlaid with glass tip plates.
There are also a few tools that she doesn't name well, but have a creepy appearance.
These tools were much more perverted than the last time Mu Jiang took her to the clubhouse, and each of them was almost deadly.
Mu Jinjin took a breath in fear, and the tears of humiliation couldn't help but fall.
She really wanted to ask God why her life was so miserable She didn't have a father as a child and was always teased by kids her age.
I finally grew up and met someone I really liked, I thought it was my life's belonging, but I didn't expect that I was just a "need" when he was bored.
What's even more difficult is that she has been through so much and can still live strongly.
Her dream is very simple, she just wants to take Mu Mu and her children back to China and live an ordinary life from now on.
But why didn't God even grant her such a humble wish, and insisted that she die at the hands of the wicked?
"Omura, it seems that she doesn't understand the function of these toys, you can explain the effect to her in the same way."
Keiko Suzuki walked back to the Taishi chair and sat down, sneering at the bodyguard pushing the truck as she looked down and stroked her nails.
"Department" The bodyguard half-bent down and bowed to Keiko Suzuki, then walked to the front of the truck and began to introduce Mu Jinjin to the contents of the truck.
He first took the leather whip with a glass tip and shook it in front of Mu Jinjin, and introduced it formulaically: "This is called the ice mark vine, one whip thrown on a person's body is painful, two whips are blurred in flesh and blood, three whips are broken flesh and bones, four whips are completely unconscious, and five whips are dead."
Mu Jinjin was frightened when he heard this, and his legs trembled uncontrollably.
Keiko Suzuki, who was obviously very satisfied with her cowardly appearance, smiled sinisterly and raised her eyes and ordered the bodyguard: "Omura, give her a whip."
"Department" The bodyguard threw the folded whip in his hand away from the ground, and then threw it at Mu Jinjin fiercely.
"Ahh The glass tip of the whip sliced deep into her delicate skin, leaving fleshy wounds on it.
Blood poured down the wound, staining her delicate white dress, whitening her pretty little face, and blurring her vision of pain.
At this moment, she is like a flower on the verge of death.
At the same time, it is destined to be the beginning of withering.
Seeing that Mu Jinjin was about to die, Keiko Suzuki hurriedly waved her hand to stop the bodyguard.
"I'll do it tomorrow."
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