"Pour water!" The cold words were spit out coldly from Bi Dongliu's mouth.

With a thud, a basin of cold water poured down like a thread, and ruthlessly sprinkled on the ground that was no longer human-shaped. The person who was fuzzy on the ground was Mu Qingshan.

The chapped lips opened slightly, and the mouth let out a low murmur like a dream.

Everything was like a dream. Mu Qingshan's consciousness gradually woke up, his body moved, and the torn pain spread like a tide. As the wave surged, Mu Qingshan almost fainted again.

The blood joints of the head, neck, hands and feet seemed to be burning with more than a dozen red iron bars, and their whole body was turbulent, without any strength. Mu Qingshan opened his eyes slightly, and before he could recall what had happened, suddenly a dark sole covered his head and mindlessly, almost a conditioned reflex. Mu Qingshan's right hand subconsciously raised it up, knowing that the hand had just left the ground and immediately drooped softly.

Bi Rihui kicked Mu Qingshan hard on the head and said tactfully: "Damn, what black-printed wearer of the lion shield? I'm not lying at my feet as honest as a sick cat? I'm going to make you crazy, I'm going to hurt a squirrel. You actually shot me? It's inexplicable."

Bi Dongliu quietly watched Bi Rihui's fat feet kicking Mu Qingshan continuously, with a faint smile on his handsome face. Of course, he knew that this fat man was usually pampered, and with his beaten force, he was just scratching others itchy, but the pig head's mouth was indeed cursing, at least it would make Mu Qingshan know his current situation.

Bi Riqing's face was calm, and after a while, she finally couldn't help but shout, "Enough, you pig head, have you been confused about him. Who should we ask for questions?"

It seems that the people of the Bi family do not respect Bi Rihui very much, and Bi Rihui himself seems to be used to being accustomed to being a slut and do not have much colds for the title of Pig Head.

"He is exhausted."

The fine sweat had already covered Bi Rihui's fat face, and his wide fat pants were trembling. I'm afraid he could even use the power of breastfeeding. To be honest, even if Bi Riqing didn't speak, it would be difficult for him to continue.

The wood underground didn't snort from beginning to end. Even if it was a occasional moan, the two cold eyes shot from bottom to top like substance. Bi Rihui almost had an illusion, and he strangled his neck like a poisonous snake, like a needle on his back. With a breath of courage, he could never kick it again.

"Little demon... tiger... they are all dead..., dead... Mu Qingshan, why are you still alive? They are all dead."

Memories were like a tide, and inexplicable grief immediately crawled all over Muqingshan like insects and ants, devouring every inch of his soul, watching his friends fall down one by one, it turned out that this feeling was so profound and unforgettable.

Mu Qingshan could no longer tell what was beating himself. This kind of irrelevant and heavy hit was like a morning bell and mud drum, shaking in his heart one by one. Instead, his precipitated thinking began to become active.

"Who killed them? Old Camel? He is right next to him..."

The pain and fatigue in the body still exist, but the pain in his eyes had become firm and firm. After no longer wavering, a cool force spread from the depths of his body. With a trace of strength, Mu Qingshan exhaled deeply, grabbed the leg next to him, and slammed his strength.

"Go to die!" Even the sick tiger is not comparable to a bobcat. Mu Qingshan roared and then stood up staggeringly.

Oops!, Bi Rihui's earth-shaking sound came from the room, and then a bang, a fat body of nearly 150 kilograms was pushed down by Jinshan and jade pillars. A close contact came to the floor on the bottom of his head and feet. "He, my ground teeth." Put touched the ground, and Bi Rihui immediately bounced up like a ball of flesh, and a bloody front teeth were lying on the ground. In fact, Mu Qingshan didn't touch him at all. He was completely scaring himself and fell.

"What happened?"

Three burly men in black clothes immediately pushed the door and walked in. When they saw clearly Bi Dongliu's leisurely and calm look, Bi Rihui covered his mouth and jumped non-stop, they generally showed a puzzled expression, and the guns in his hands slowly drooped.

"! This guy dares to fight back, I shot him." Bi Rihui was furious and immediately jumped to a bodyguard, snatched off a handful of Shahan Eagle, and pointed the gun at Mu Qingshan, who was standing very reluctantly.

"Pig Head, it's too embarrassing and conspicuous here. Even a person who has been useless in his kung fu can't deal with it. He really lives on a pig at such age."

Bi Dongliu turned around quickly, and didn't know what method he used. The Shahan Eagle in Bi Rihui's hand had already slipped into his palm and flexibly played with a gun flower. Bi Dongliu threw the pistol back to the bodyguard who lost the gun and said coldly: "Don't you know the rules of the Bi family? The gun is there."

"The gun was lost and the person died!" The bodyguard murmured these four words, and his face turned dead. He didn't know the rules of the Bi family, but the one who took the gun just now was Fatty Bi. After all, he also had the surname Bi. How could he resist casually? It was even more unjust than Dou E's grievance. Even though he was strong, he died.

"The Bi family always seeks purpose and does not ask for means. If there is a reason for this, you should break your arm! Then get out of it. No one is allowed to come in without my orders." Bi Dongliu said a few words coldly between his teeth. After saying that, he turned around and looked at Mu Qingshan, ignoring the people behind him.

"Thank you, Young Master Bi." The voice was relieved.

With a bang!, the gunshot rang, a depressing muffled groan sounded, and the sound of footsteps moving away immediately sounded in the room.

The room immediately became quiet. After a moment, a changing laugh suddenly sounded, and the sound was shrill and miserable. It was mixed with a sarcastic smell.

"I thought it was someone, it turned out to be Bidi, ha! Ha! Bi Dongliu, you, you, are you! It turns out to be you!"

The hatred in Mu Qingshan's heart had reached its peak, and his footsteps were shaking and he could fall down almost at any time. No one knew that his heart had been extremely hurt. Xiao Yao and the others died too much. They hated that they were useless. If they still had the strength, they would definitely tear the thieves to pieces.

As he grew up, no one dared to scold himself like this. The word "dog thief" is a fatal irony for a conceited person like Bi Dongliu. Even if his skin is thick, he couldn't help but blush. He just wanted to kill chickens and respect monkeys by punishing his hands. Unexpectedly, Mu Qingshan, who had the last breath, was not afraid at all. It seemed that he really underestimated this person.

The two blood-red fingers pointed directly at Bi Riqing and Bi Ri like a javelin

Hui, Mu Qingshan's hoarse voice sounded again: "There are you two, I really regret it. Why didn't you bear it back then?"

Bi Riqing and Bi Rihui's faces changed.

After a while, there was a burst of applause in the room, and Bi Dongliu, who had been calm and had a smile on his face, slowly walked towards Mu Qingshan and said with a smile: "It's very good. It's worthy of being captured by Mr. Luo. You can face the Bi family without changing your expression. It's a bit interesting to have such a person as an opponent, but you're wrong, it's ridiculous. What's the point of dying a few people? If you want to achieve great things, you must be ruthless and someone must sacrifice them. Mu Qingshan, if you don't cooperate, the fate will definitely be more uncomfortable than death."

Mu Qingshan was born in the forest and inherited the peaceful and pure character of the mountain people. People and animals are harmless. Since childhood, Mu Qingshan has never hated someone so strongly. He has always believed that God has the virtue of being a good person and forgive others wherever he can forgive others, but now everything is different.

After being kicked by Bi Rihui for so long, even though Mu Qingshan's bronze and iron bones were already bleeding, a thread of blood slowly slid across his eyebrows, and then blurred his vision. The bone-broken pain actually aroused the arrogance hidden in his bones, and he shouted in a hoarse voice: "Bi Dongliu, you coward, you better kill me. If you want to get anything from me, you can't imagine it."

Bi Dongliu looked at Mu Qingshan who might faint at any time, and couldn't help but smile playfully and said gloomyly: "Is that right? I want to see how hard you can be? Fatty, give him a punishment!"

Bi Rihui grinned with thick lips and said with a grin, "Have you heard of the word whip? I heard that this is a very famous punishment in ancient times. A real master of whip. Thirty-six whips just took off thirty-six pieces of intact flesh. These meats are one by one, even in size, and it is exciting enough."

Mu Qingshan had already put life and death aside. When he heard this, he closed his eyes directly. People were not afraid of death, but how could they be afraid of death? It was a pity that they were weak all over and could not find a feasible way to escape, but he would never give up. He had to have a chance to have a breath!

Bi Rihui said anxiously to the ears at the collar: "Let the acrobatic group whip king come in."

With a chirping sound, the small door next to it was opened, and a middle-aged man in black uniform and not tall came in. The man looked very ordinary, but his whole body was cleaned up very neatly, and his steps were not alarmed. The distance he took every step seemed like a ruler. Obviously, his grasp of the force had reached a certain level.

The man in black in black bent respectfully to Bi Dongliu, without saying a word. He reached his right hand in front of Mu Qingshan, just like a trick, a gray-black whip that was two meters long and two fingers thick had already popped out.

A wooden voice rang: "Boy, you should answer Mr. Bi's question!

To avoid the pain of flesh and blood, no one can survive!”

Mu Qingshan opened his eyes and looked at the strange man in front of him coldly. After a long time, he squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "I read from your eyes that fear."

"If a person is not afraid of death, how can he be afraid of death?" Mu Qingshan's next sentence seemed to be talking to himself. I was afraid? What a joke? A person who was about to be punished actually said that the prisoner was afraid? The King of Whip suddenly had the urge to laugh out loud. Of course, this naive practice cannot be given action. In fact, I am really a little afraid. This long whip that has been famous for ten years was used to snatch the bottle cap and won applause in acrobatic performances, but now...

"The people are not afraid of death? What kind of fun is this? How did he know that I am a little scared?

It's so magical."

Before he knew it, the King of Whip looked at Mu Qingshan and began to feel a little awe. In fact, he was just a master of whip in the acrobatic group. He was recruited by Fatty Bi for a lot of money. Although he had used whip people, he had never seen a person like Mu Qingshan.

Bi Rihui trusted this veteran of the acrobatic troupe very much, but when he saw this guy standing there stupidly, holding a long whip like a hanged ghost, he couldn't help but feel angry.

"Old Wang, suck me hard, I can count it."

"Ah...yes!"

With a bang!, a long whip tail repeatedly sounded a thunder in the air. After the thunder, a thick lightning flash was immediately split, hitting Mu Qingshan's back. As the saying goes, an expert will know if there is any. This guy can turn the whip into such an illusion. It seems that the title of the whip king is not a big deal, but he only has skills but does not distinguish right from wrong. The realm that such a person can reach must be limited.

Although the internal force has been lost, some actions engraved into the soul are still there, and Mu Qingdi's steps are floating. Just as he was about to dodge, the wound was pulled violently, and the pain made him bare his teeth and crack his mouth. The power of the wolf and tiger has disappeared without a trace. It seems that his martial arts are really as Bi Jackal said, completely ruined.

Fortunately, Mu Qingshan was not a person who complained about himself. He sighed slightly, and he gave up any dodging movements. In the midst of the flash, the long whip was already in his body, and a muffled sound, and a burst of scorching pain stimulating the nerves. Mu Qingshan couldn't help but yelled and then fell to the ground.

"Do you or my whip god." With a whip in hand, the whip king immediately regained his usual confidence. It was obvious that this sentence was a bit inexplicable. It seemed that the impact Mu Qingshan had just hit him was too great.

"Young man, with your body, you can't even bear a whip, you should give up the unnecessary struggle! Answer the young master's questions well." The man in black took the whip and looked at Mu Qingshan lying on the ground coldly.

A trace of blood hanged from the corner of his mouth that was swollen. Mu Qingshan struggled on the ground for a while, and stood up again shakingly. He wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. Mu Qingshan gasped and said coldly: "Try it again, I was accidentally just now. If I screamed again this time, I would not be Mu Qingshan."

"Boy, that's your death."

The King of Horse Whip could not stand Mu Qingshan's lack of life, so he simply closed his eyes and used all his strength to whip down one by one. His whip skills were already perfect. He could tell the position when he heard the sound and hit the other side. Even if he closed his eyes and opened his eyes, he could use more strength after closing his eyes.

"Seven, eight...boy, are you convinced!...thirty, thirty, thirty-one, thirty-two..."

The destructive power brought by the whip of two fingers is not much different from the shaving knife and the sword. Mu Qingshan was quickly thrust into the ground, his body was covered in blood and flesh, and even bones were exposed in the joints. However, until more than thirty whips passed, he did not hum again. This kind of toughness was indeed rare in the world.

The white ground was already scarlet, and even the walls at high places were splashing bright red, which was shocking.

"Thirty-six." The horse-whip king let out his last breath and slowly opened his eyes. Mu Qingshan on the ground was already lying motionless, all over his body

The lower body was completely skinny, and only the occasionally rolled eyes showed that he was still a living person. Surprisingly, the eyes that made him behaved were brighter, which was really a ghost.

The horsewhip king suddenly realized that he could no longer hit the next whip.

Bi Dongliu still had a smile on his face and was handsome. Such a handsome young man had such a cruel heart. Although Bi Riqing was cold by nature, she rarely saw such a bloody scene. Seeing Mu Qingshan lying on the ground in such a miserable end, for some reason, a written picture appeared in his mind. In the deep mountains, a sunny boy sang a mountain song honestly and went out for a walk. In the end, the boy naively let them go. "You must do anything to do big things. Who told me to be born in the Bi family? Even if we don't force you, you can't escape the power of other families. Mu Qingshan, I'm sorry, it's better to be cheaper than other families."

Bi Riqing was thinking about it all, and at this moment, Bi Rihui next to her made a strange sound. The next moment, he often squatted on the ground and vomited in a mess. ". It's so bloody, I can't stand it. Is this kid still a human?"

"If you can't stand it, don't be a fake hero here. I really don't understand why the Bi family had a pig head like you." Bi Dongliu shook his head and walked towards Mu Qingshan. Bi Rihui was Bi Dongliu's childhood playmate, so Bi Dongliu always thought of a little bitch. Otherwise, with Fatty Bi's virtue, he would have long become a fertilizer in the Bi family's flower garden.

"Fatty, if you feel uncomfortable, go out first!" Bi Riqing frowned and said.

Bi Rihui had always heard Bi Riqing's words. He nodded when he heard this, turned around and fucked Bi Dongliu's back. He immediately twisted his fat butt and opened the door.

"Mu Qingshan, are you okay?" Bi Dongliu said slowly.

Mu Qingshan's lower lip had already been bitten. His body had been tempered for a long time, and the death and destruction of the little demon Yu Pu Cunhu made his will as tough as steel. If it weren't for almost completely extinguishing his vitality, it would be really not easy to make him faint.

Mu Qingshan's lips squirmed gently, and his voice was extremely slight but extremely tough, cursed, "Your Mother!"

Bi Dongliu's face remained unchanged. He said in a gentle tone: "If you are willing to cooperate, I will call you the best doctor immediately. When your injury is healed, you can leave whenever you want. Of course, as the reward you have received for the Bi family. I will deposit you with a bank card that you will never use for three lifetimes. You have worked hard at Shidun Company for so long, aren't it for this? I can give you all the money and honors, think about it, how about it?"

Mu Qingshan's eyes seemed to begin to wander, and he whispered: "Can you get closer? I didn't hear it very clearly just now. I think."

Bi Dongliu was about to lower his body, but suddenly became aware of it. He stepped hard on Mu Qingshan's nose and shouted fiercely: "What do you want to do? A salted fish turn over? Or spit at me? Tell you, you can't do anything! In my palm, I want you to be born, and if you want you to die, you will die! You are just a pitiful worm! Do you understand? Do you understand?" While speaking, he continued to stomp Mu Qingshan's face a few viciously, and this was the only way to relieve his anger.

Mu Qingshan's moaning voice began to be vague, "Bi Dongliu, you killed my brother! You killed my brother! I want your life, I want your life! A broken son and grandson, a dog thief..." Mu Qingshan usually spoke little, and under his emotions, such a vicious curse appeared from his mouth.

"Mu Qingshan, you are seeking death and you can't blame others."

In a rage, Bi Dongliu grabbed the whip from the whip king's hand and angrily said, "Go away, useless things."

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Three whips were slapped on Mu Qingshan's chest and thighs, and blood immediately splashed. Unlike the Horse Whip King, although Bi Dongliu's power control was not so magical, and the whip hurt his muscles and bones, each heavy note made Mu Qingshan fly away from his body. After such severe torture, Mu Qingshan was almost at the point of exhaustion, but the arrogance that came out of his bones made Bi Dongliu feel very uncomfortable! More than pride, it should be seen from a family like himself. He was obviously a rural villager, but he was so arrogant. The more he looked at Mu Qingshan, the more annoyed Bi Dongliu felt irritable.

Bang! Another whip shadow fell heavily on Mu Qingshan's back, and the bones were visible.

Almost conditioned reflex, Mu Qingshankou smiled vaguely and said, "It's so good to beat me, it's a mess. Just use your force and don't embarrass your mother."

While the blood of the wooden green mountain was splattering everywhere, Bi Dongliu's snow-white casual clothes had been dyed blood red. The image of the elegant young master had long disappeared.

At the end of the whip, Mu Qingshan's scolding was already low, and his body shrank slightly occasionally as the whip undulates, indicating that he was suffering in shock.

"Married, one day..." Mu Qingshan's voice stopped abruptly, as if the strings of the piano suddenly stopped.

"Brother, that's enough. This kid has fainted. His martial arts are ruined. I'm worried that he can't stand tonight."

"Damn, this kid is such a freak. It seems that we have to use that kind of medicine. I don't believe that this kid can still have such a strong will after becoming a living dead. I suspect that he collapsed from the stone."

"Dongliu, are you sure you want to use which kind of medicine? If it spreads, it may cause public outrage, and..."

"Enough, are you doubting my ability? This kid has a huge secret hidden in it. Even a strong man like Bai Qiuren has taken it for him. It is worth taking this risk." Speaking of this, Bi Dongliu turned around and said with a smile: "Bi Riqing, you recognize people, you will never be soft-hearted, right?"

Bi Riqing was in a state of sternness and said in a hurry: "Young Master, you are so serious. It is indeed worth exchanging this guy at any price. I just admire this guy's toughness. At least among the people who passed by me, I can't find a second such man. It's a pity that this guy doesn't know the current affairs."

Bi Dongliu nodded and said, "This kid is indeed a character, and he values ​​love and friendship. But from another perspective, that is stubbornness and that is also his fatal weakness. Fatty, you take him down first and settle down. If something goes wrong or something happens to him, you can prepare for your funeral."

The fat man responded respectfully and made a look. The man in black immediately hugged Mu Qingshan on the ground. He was a man from the martial arts world. He was already very respectful to Mu Qingshan and was cautious in his actions, for fear of waking up this tough young man. Dear! If you think this site is good, please remember this site to help promote it! This site is!

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