After being picked up by the prince, Xiaojiaohua is wild and sassy

Chapter 63

Wei Ling didn't even turn his head, he took a slight step, blocked her view of that direction with his body, and said calmly: "It's okay, don't worry about it."

Ruhuahua had already seen it, she was a little dumb for a while, and asked in puzzlement: "Why does the second young master... always bully people?"

She didn't know that person's name, it seemed to be something cryptic, no one ever mentioned it, and Wei Ling always only called Second Young Master.

"You know, not everyone in this world is educated." Wei Ling said flatly.

Just like Zhongli Tianyin's spoiled temper since he was a child, he never puts people and human life in his eyes.In this kind of person's heart, the most important thing is always only himself.

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"Major General, everything is ready..." The executing officer had already returned with his baton, and the soldier wiped the rack again, and then tremblingly stepped forward to ask for instructions.

"En." Zhong Liting stepped forward with a blank expression.

In front of all the soldiers, Junzheng announced the amount of the fine in a loud voice.

This suddenly caused an uproar among the crowd.

"Really, isn't this too cruel?"

"Twenty sticks? Those who neglected their duties yesterday were only punished with five sticks?"

Zhong Liting's reputation in the military camp has always been very good. He has always been strict with himself and lenient towards others. He questioned it.

Zhong Liting raised his chin slightly, swept the crowd around him, and then raised his voice, and said loudly, "The army is doing things according to the military regulations, without favoritism, I nodded myself, and it has nothing to do with others."

His prestige has long been rooted in the hearts of the people. Everyone believed what he said. With just a few words, without too much explanation, everyone calmed down again.

After he finished speaking, he turned around, untied his belt calmly, and casually took off his morning training clothes, middle coat, and close-fitting underwear.

The soldiers next to them took over one by one.

Zhong Liting only wore a pair of black trousers and walked towards the execution rack calmly.

There was no trace of fear in his eyes, and he calmly opened his strong arms, holding the iron chains on both sides of the torture frame with his two big hands, wrapping them around the back of his hands, and finally holding them firmly in his palms.

For a while, his vigorous figure was fully revealed.His complexion is not the kind of extremely cold white, but warmer, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, six-pack abs, and a mermaid line that is further down, caught by the belt of the trousers Half position, half concealed...

"Major General..." A soldier stepped forward and shouted in a low voice, wanting to help Zhong Liting buckle his wrists into the lock rings on both sides, so as to save himself from the momentary pain and blurred consciousness, and then fall to the ground.

"No need." Zhong Liting shook his head and said lightly.

He doesn't like to feel controlled by others.

The soldier lowered his voice and tried to persuade, "Major General, if you sweat and slip off after a while, this..."

"I said, no need."

Hearing this, the soldier couldn't help turning his head, and looked at Junzheng with some embarrassment.

He was also worried. After all, they were all bound in the past, and there were many people who lost their strength during the torture.

Junzheng sighed and waved his hands: "Listen to the young general."

Zhong Liting looked straight ahead, seeing the panic-stricken little girl in the crowd, he raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression flamboyant and reckless, as if he was not the one who was about to be tortured.

The little girl's expression became more and more embarrassing, her feet moved slightly, as if she wanted to step forward, but Wei Ling calmly pressed her shoulder and shook her head at her.

Military regulations are no child's play, and things have reached this point, and it is impossible to turn around.

Ignoring the worried or solemn gazes of the surrounding crowd, of course, there is also a Zhongli Tianyin who is gloating and watching the show, which is directly ignored by Zhong Liting. He raised his head and said expressionlessly to the officer executing the sentence ,"let's start."

The officer executing the sentence was a man approaching middle age, with a solid figure and a very upright and honest personality. act.

The army stick was raised high, and it slammed heavily on the tight back, making a dull sound.

Zhong Liting's body leaned forward slightly under the force, and he grasped the iron chain firmly in his hand for the first time, but he didn't move even an inch under his feet.

"One." The soldier next to him sang clearly.

The audience was silent, and everyone held their breath.

The flowery face was as white as paper, and there was a layer of icy cold sweat on her forehead. She poked on the spot like half a piece of wood, and the dull voice hit her heart like a hammer, shaking her. My heart was trembling, my bones seemed to be breaking, and my legs were so weak that I couldn't even stand.

There was nothing she could do to let her watch the person she had always respected and loved suffer because of her.This move was really too ruthless, it didn't hurt her a bit, but it was enough to teach her a lesson she would never forget.

"two."

"three."

The army sticks did not stop, and as the sound of singing and harmony fell on the straight back, the audience was silent and only the muffled sound of "bang" and "bang" could be heard.

"Four."

Zhong Liting frowned tightly, a dense layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and hit the ground directly along his forehead, his big hand holding the iron chain was also slightly sweating, and the veins on the back of his palm bulged.The iron chain twisted deeper into his hands, scratching red marks.

His body leaned forward uncontrollably with each stick falling on his back, but each time he straightened up quickly, the muscles all over his body were still tense, his eyes were cold and stern, and he didn't even let out a moan. Export.

If it was just another person, maybe he couldn't help crying out in pain, but he was always quiet and dumb.

"five."

Five hits.

This is the number suffered by those patrolling guards yesterday. There are so many well-trained men, and none of them can stand properly when the Five Army sticks are thrown down.

The place where Zhong Liting's back was hit by the military stick was originally a red and raised scar. After the fifth hit, the skin finally cracked in a linear shape and the blood leaked out along with the crack. When the six hits fell, the army sticks were immediately dyed red.

The heavy-colored wooden army stick was stained with blood, not bright but eye-catching.

How much pain should it be.

Ru Hua Hua Hua looked at the front without blinking, she wanted to deeply remember this lesson, but she couldn't stop sobbing.

Can't cry.do not Cry.

My brother said, don't cry in front of others.

The flowery nails dug deeply into the palm of his hand, relying on the pain to force himself to suppress the choking in his throat.

"Bang!" A muffled sound pierced the silent air, and the seventh stick fell heavily.

The crack on the back completely expanded along with the strength, and the army stick directly touched the flesh and blood, and the pain was as piercing as piercing, Zhong Liting couldn't help loosening his feet, and took a step forward.

The execution officer paused slightly.

The muscles all over his body trembled uncontrollably due to the pain, Zhong Liting bit his back teeth, clenched the iron chain tightly, and straightened his back again under the eyes of everyone.

(End of this chapter)