Wu Ni Huang Fei

Chapter 17 A small test of the knife [6]

Mo Fenghua raised his eyes and uttered a cold word: "Hit."

Following Mo Fenghua's order, Hong Ling immediately executed it. .

Hong Ling was very thin and looked weak, but her hand was very strong. She grabbed Zisha with one hand, and raised her other hand to hit Zisha's flowery and jade-like face, viciously, leaving no room for it.

Zisha couldn't break free, her face was in burning pain from the beating, the corner of her mouth was soon ruptured, and the smell of blood spread between her lips and teeth.

She cried out in pain, crying and shouting unswervingly: "Hong...Hong Ling, don't hit me, don't hit me...don't be fooled by that witch, see clearly...don't hit me, ah... ...It hurts so much, Hong Ling..."

Mo Fenghua smiled and didn't stop talking, seeing that Hongling saw that Zisha's face was red and swollen, she couldn't see her original appearance at all.

I don't know how many slaps I received, Zisha still felt pain at first, but later on, she didn't feel the slightest bit on her face, but her teeth were a little loose from the slaps.

She was terrified in her heart, struggled, and shouted inarticulately: "Huyin (Madam)... Su (forgive) sin, slave is wrong... scratch (forgive) slave..."

Mo Fenghua yawned a little, and leaned on the table, the obsequiousness that inadvertently emanated from his body was extremely enchanting, "Do you really know your mistake?"

Zisha cried: "Really... Really... I will never dare again..."

Mo Fenghua showed great mercy, waved his hand, and said: "Then Miss Ben will walk around you for a while, Hong Ling, stop."

Hong Ling stopped and took a step back, her beating hand was already red and swollen, but she didn't seem to feel the pain at all, standing there like a log, without any superfluous expression on her face.

After being released by Hong Ling, Zisha fell to the ground, coughed, and spit out a mouthful of blood, two front teeth and blood spit out.

Looking at the fallen teeth, Zisha was obviously burned out of his mind by anger, and immediately after he got his freedom, he couldn't wait to threaten Mo Fenghua: "Mo Fenghua, you...wait, Madam Gu...won't...go around Your...today, my...shame...will definitely...be returned to you ten times..."

Mo Fenghua didn't take it seriously, "If I were you, I would wait until I go out to say these cruel words, but it's a pity...you are too stupid."

Mo Fenghua raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly: "It seems that the beating is still light, not enough!"

Her complexion suddenly turned cold, and she said sharply: "Hong Ling, keep beating."

Only then did Zi Sha realize what she had done wrong, and said in horror: "You dare, you..."

Mo Fenghua seemed to have heard a funny joke, shook his head and said with a smile: "I hit you once, but I dare to hit you twice, what are you, a dog slave, so what if I beat you to death."

The ranks of noble and humble in Yanwu Kingdom are very strict, and the price of slaves is not even as good as a cow or sheep. The nobles do not bear any legal responsibility for killing or injuring slaves.

Of course, the nobles who were oppressed by their servants like Mo Fenghua before were a minority among the few.

There was a malicious smile on Mo Fenghua's face: "Hong Ling, beat me to death."

"Yes... hit... hit..."

Zisha got up and wanted to run out, but Hong Ling caught her before she could run out the door.

This time, Hong Ling didn't just slap her, she hit her hands and feet and rolled the purple sand all over the floor.

An hour later, Zisha passed out several times back and forth.

(End of this chapter)