Chapter 267

Feng Zheng looked at the two people who were executing him. He was proud that his father still felt sorry for him. One was a sick man and the other was thin and weak. He didn't have much strength at first glance, so he wasn't so worried. He just lay there and hummed. He played a little song and didn't pay attention to the two of them at all.

But he also secretly remembered their appearance. No matter what, he would make those who dared to hit him pay the price.

"Mr. Jing, Ye Feng is dressed up like him. I'm afraid Feng Zheng is unlucky." Wen Yuan gloated and said in a low voice.

The first stroke was struck by the thin scholar, who used [-]% of his strength.

"Snapped!"

Feng Zheng's face changed a little. This was not a slight, but it was still bearable. Feng Zheng immediately turned back and looked at the thin scholar, his eyes full of warning.

The scholar didn't pay attention and didn't even look at Feng Zheng.

It was Night Breeze's turn to start, and there was a howl as soon as the board came down.

"what!"

Feng Zheng broke out in cold sweat in an instant.

Hearing this scream, people around him started talking.

"I see that this person didn't use much strength. This rich man is just different. He has never suffered, so this little pain is what it is."

"That's right. When I saw other prisoners being slapped with a paddle before, the officer's paddle was raised so high and then he was beaten down. That was painful!"

Magistrate Feng also heard his son's cry and thought that the two people he chose were not strong people, but his son was really good at pretending.

Feng Zheng had not yet recovered from the board, and the next board came one after another. The two of them seemed to be competing to see who could hit the board. Feng Zheng screamed the loudest.

Many people think that the board is not heavy because Feng Zheng is too pretentious.

Feng Zheng wanted to die at this moment. This board hurt so much!

"Ah! Dad, save me! It hurts me so much! Ah!"

When Magistrate Feng heard his son's increasingly pitiful screams, his heart twitched with pain. Feng Zheng was his old son, and he only had such a son after giving birth to several daughters. He valued it very seriously. What did he want from childhood? Just what, how had I ever been treated like this? Thinking of this, I looked at Su Chenyu and Wu Sanniang who caused all this to happen, and my eyes were filled with resentment.

Gradually, the screams became weaker and weaker, Feng Zheng's face turned pale, his eyes were bloodshot and red, and he looked particularly scary.

"There are already thirty boards! Master Feng can't stand it anymore! There are still twenty boards to be played!"

"Look! Master Feng seems to be vomiting blood!"

When everyone heard this, they looked intently, and sure enough they saw traces of blood flowing from the corner of Feng Zheng's mouth, dripping onto the ground.

When Magistrate Feng heard this, he couldn't help but walked down immediately and took a look at everyone...

I saw that my son's eyes were turned up, only the whites of his eyes were exposed, his face was frighteningly white, and there was blood at the corners of his mouth. Only then did he realize that his son's previous screams were not fake.

"Stop! Stop it!" Magistrate Feng shouted immediately, staring at the two people who were beating his son, and said, "Are you pretending?"

"Cough...cough...Master, what do you mean? Cough..."

Su Chenyu smiled lightly and said: "Prefect Feng, you personally selected these two people, and they are still twenty times short of beating! I don't think you are the kind of person who breaks his word when you beat someone, right?"

Magistrate Feng said with a gloomy face: "Hmph! Do you want to beat him to death?"

Su Chenyu said: "I think there are countless prisoners who have been beaten to death while handling cases, right? Have you ever seen anyone beaten to death by being beaten to death? It was just that they fainted from the pain."

Magistrate Feng pointed at the two of them and said, "They are not as weak as they appear. I was deceived!"

Su Chenyu laughed loudly and said: "Prefect Feng, why don't you say that Master Feng is used to being pampered and has never suffered any hardships. He just suffered a few casual blows and ended up like this. I think he just fainted. It won't affect the next twenty boards at all." Magistrate Feng said: "No! You have to ask a doctor to take a look. If there is an accident, who of you will bear the responsibility?"

Su Chenyu shrugged and said, "Okay! It's up to you! There are so many people watching here! You won't lie to me, sir."

Magistrate Feng sent an officer and soldier to ask for the doctor with a gloomy expression.

After a while, the doctor was pulled over by officers and soldiers, running and gasping for air.

"Hurry and check on my son and see how he is doing!" Magistrate Feng said.

"Yes! Sir."

The doctor calmed down and began to examine Feng Zheng.

After a long while, the doctor said: "To tell you my Lord, Master Feng only suffered some minor injuries, and there are also..." The doctor hesitated here.

"Say!" Magistrate Feng shouted in a deep voice.

The doctor said fearfully: "However, Master Feng usually indulges too much in sexual activities, which leads to weakness of energy. If he continues like this, he may be powerless in terms of his children."

Magistrate Feng's face turned even darker. This was a bit embarrassing. Originally, he only asked a doctor to see his son's injuries, but it turned out that the injuries were not serious. The man's illness was clearly heard by the onlookers.

Magistrate Feng asked: "Then why did he faint?"

"Sir, this should be the first time Master Feng has been beaten. A little pain will make the body more sensitive. It's normal for you to faint if you can't bear it. Once the bruises on your buttocks dissipate, it won't be a serious problem. ”

Su Chenyu said: "Sir, are you relieved now? What does this have to do with the two of them? It was obviously because of Master Feng that he fainted!"

Magistrate Feng had a stern face, feeling that the people around him looked at him with a hint of ridicule.

Su Chenyu smiled and said: "If you don't speak, it means you acquiesce. You two can continue!"

So the board fell towards Feng Zheng's butt again and again.

Feng Zheng, who had fainted, was woken up again by the beating. He felt that the board was more painful than before, and his voice was hoarse. After playing the remaining twenty boards, he fainted again.

At this time, Feng Zheng was lying on the bench unconscious like a dead dog. He looked particularly miserable, and his buttocks seemed to have been swollen.

Magistrate Feng immediately said: "Help the young master back to his room...the prison."

"Yes!" Two officers stepped forward and one of them supported one side, not daring to touch the wound, so they carefully helped Feng Zheng down.

It was at this moment that the accident happened.

I saw a crazy-looking woman running toward Feng Zheng...she took out a pair of scissors from her arms and stabbed Feng Zheng in the lower body.

Others did not expect such a thing to happen, and they were all frightened.

"what!"

The screams like killing pigs woke up the two officers who had not yet reacted. They immediately stepped forward and subdued the woman.

Feng Zheng covered his lower body in pain and rolled on the ground. There was already bright red blood flowing down Feng Zheng's pants on the ground, which made people feel goosebumps all over their bodies.

The woman was pinned to the ground and kept struggling. Her eyes were full of hysteria. She looked at Feng Zheng rolling on the ground. The scissors in her hands were still dripping with blood and she was still trying hard to stab at him, but because of the distance, she couldn't. Did not meet Feng Zheng.

Magistrate Feng's expression changed greatly, he ran over and helped his son up.

"Send the young master back quickly! Invite all the doctors in the city. The incense of our Feng family cannot be cut off. It is important to protect Zheng'er's descendants. Go quickly!!" Magistrate Feng shouted with a ferocious look on his face, completely ignoring it. The image of being a prefect.

(End of this chapter)

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