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Chapter 31

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As soon as Hua Jianxiong arrived at the office in the morning, he found that Liu Mèi, who was sitting behind the desk in the door, looked like he ignored him.

He was wondering, but he suddenly saw Lin Meiyin sitting in his seat and sending him frequent surprises.

He immediately felt annoyed

He thought to himself, this girl was urging her to hurry

It will take one or two days to get a little bit of attention from Xiao Hong.

But the old man is so anxious that he doesn't give himself any room for maneuver. What should he do?

He was distracted, but he heard Lin Meiyin's words teasing: Director Hua, how did he review last night? Ah, you must win a great victory!

He quickly pulled his mind back, changed into a helpless expression and said: Oh, this little girl is a big guy, she doesn't say anything, she's so hard!

Lin Meiyin sneered: What kind of stubborn person makes Director Hua so troubled? Could it be that Director Hua is so merciful and can't do it, right?

Wherever there, such a serious offender was told by the old man himself. How dare Jianxiong show mercy

Hua Jianxiong hurriedly cleared himself

Lin Meiyin smiled and changed her smiley face and said softly: It's good that the old man is as anxious as a spark. I urged him again last night and didn't know how to reply to him.

Hua Jianxiong thought to himself: It seems that the old man is also anxious to find out how deep the water is. It will not work without perfunctory.

Just as she was thinking, Lin Meiyin spoke again: Director Hua, should we continue to review Ah?

Seeing that she was pressing hard, Hua Jianxiong had to nod and said: Examination, Examination... and then Examination immediately

As he said that, he asked Liu Mèi to inform Wu Sibao to take He Xiaoyue to the interrogation room and told him that he would come here in person immediately.

When Hua Jianxiong and Lin Meiyin arrived at the torture room one after another, Wu Sibao had already brought He Xiaoyue over with him.

Several people were hanging the poor little girl on the torture rack

He Xiaoyue's white cloth shirt on her upper body can be seen to be worn on her, with only two buttons, and a large piece of her white breast was exposed.

The skirt was tied around the waist with sloppy hands, and as soon as the hands were pulled up, a large piece of white belly was exposed.

Seeing Hua Jianxiong accompanying Lin Meiyin in, Wu Sibao hurriedly called a few of his men to pull the rope.

With the hissing sound, He Xiaoyue's thin body was pulled straight, and her toes gradually rose up.

Seeing that it was almost done, Wu Sibao signaled a thug to fix the rope.

He picked up a thick and black whip and walked forward

He used the whip rod to lift He Xiaoyue's pointed chin and asked viciously: Why, why don't you tell the truth? Who instructed you to do it?

Seeing that He Xiaoyue did not respond, he waved the whip in his hand and whipped it down.

With a dull sound, He Xiaoyue added a red whip mark on her back

She shook, gritted her teeth and closed her eyes

When Wu Sibao saw it, he raised his whip angrily and started thrusting his headlessly.

After a while, He Xiaoyue's white cloth shirt was covered with whip marks, and many places were whipped into strands, revealing snow-white skin covered with blood marks.

Because he was hung so hard that his toes could only touch the ground, the weight of his body was almost entirely concentrated on his slender wrists

Every time Wu Sibao whipped, He Xiaoyue trembled all over and moaned in pain. At the same time, she struggled to control her body's balance with her toes wearing cloth shoes to relieve the pain on her wrists.

Looking at the little woman who looked like a student hanging in front of her, she frowned with her chest and refused to speak, Wu Sibao felt that her lower body was so swollen that it hurt, and it was almost exploded.

He really wanted to pounce on her immediately and fuck her happily

But Lin Meiyin and Hua Jianxiong who were standing in the distance made him somewhat rational and desperately restrain this primitive impulse

Wu Sibao whipped He Xiaoyue's bulging chest like an venting whip

With a snap, a button broke open, and He Xiaoyue's torn cloth shirt was almost completely opened

She moaned in pain and suddenly raised her head, subconsciously dodging the whip tips of the whip. Her black hair, which was just shoulder-length, drifted in the air with her head fiercely and then tilted.

At this time, the thug standing behind He Xiaoyue took the opportunity to swing the whip and whipped her back. He Xiaoyue couldn't feel any pain. Ah screamed and her head lowered forward again.

A lewd smile flashed through Wu Sibao's eyes, and he raised his whip and sucked it with all his strength.

With a snap, the tip of the whip fell accurately on the only button left on He Xiaoyue's chest.

As soon as the sound of the wind, He Xiaoyue's clothes flew up like the two wings of a big bird, revealing her strong and perky breasts.

Wu Sibao's eyes showed a proud look. He winked at the thug opposite and whipped it on He Xiaoyue's back with a whip.

She thrust her waist reflexively, just thrusting her chest up

Just then, Wu Sibao's whip also arrived, and with a crisp sound, a creepy blood scar emerged from He Xiaoyue's strong and round breasts as green as an apple.

She couldn't help but scream

Wu Sibao's eyes were covered with blood, and he whipped it slowly. After a while, the pair of white and tender breasts on He Xiaoyue's chest were covered with blood marks.

Lin Meiyin saw it and her curved eyebrows gradually frowned.

She could see that Wu Sibao was intentionally doing it for her to show it.

She knew that she must be in a bad way here, otherwise they would not know what dirty tricks they would use.

She had noticed that there was nothing in He Xiaoyue's cloth shirt

She knew what they did to her after she left last night.

It can be seen that Wu Sibao and his men have always controlled the force of whipping well, so although He Xiaoyue was tortured for more than half an hour and was covered in bruises, she was still awake. This is also Wu Sibao's usual style of torture.

She really couldn't imagine how long would such a tormenting whip last for a long time

A gust of wind sounded, and this time the whip tip twitched He Xiaoyue's lower body

With a sneer, the silk skirt was torn apart, and He Xiaoyue's two white thighs and even her flat belly were vaguely visible.

Another whip came down, and the black long skirt seemed to have been opened, and the front swing was almost completely scattered.

Lin Meiyin's face suddenly became very ugly. If this continues, it won't take long to keep this little woman hanging on the torture rack.

This is obviously ugly for her

Lin Meiyin walked forward with a stern face, and Hua Jianxiong hurriedly followed him when he saw it.

Wu Sibao and his men stopped

He Xiaoyue's hair was tilted up in disarray, and her small breasts were undulating violently

Her toes were struggling to light the ground, but this still couldn't relieve the pain in her wrists.

The whipped part of her body was so painful that she tried hard to keep her humming.

When she was taken into this torture room and hung up, she knew she had to endure the pain, but she didn't expect that these thugs would use such a dirty trick

The moment Lin Meiyin and Hua Jianxiong approached her, He Xiaoyue opened her eyes slightly and saw them from behind her raised arms.

That beautiful woman made her feel a little embarrassed

She had known for a long time that she would suffer from torture, and she was even mentally prepared for rape or gang rape.

But she didn't expect to face a homosexual with her breasts exposed, and a sense of embarrassment and grievance surged in her heart.

But she didn't have time to shed tears because she immediately saw Hua Jianxiong behind Lin Meiyin

The fierce look in his eyes made her feel nervous inside.

Yesterday, he took away his precious chastity

Watching this tall and fierce man walk in front of him, He Xiaoyue felt a strong sense of oppression

Her head was tilted back even harder