Chapter 194 Destroy Him

Chapter 194: Destroy Him

He had never met a girl who refused to surrender even at this point. However, resistance to violence and evil was deeply rooted in Yuan Yiyi's nature; even though she was in so much pain that her thoughts almost stopped, she still instinctively said words of resistance to surrender in a weak but firm voice: "Surrendering to the worst person like you... Impossible..."

"How can this be!" Zhang Jie couldn't help but get furious, threw down the whip, took off his clothes in a few seconds, reached out and pressed the button on the wall, and the x-shaped execution bed immediately changed direction with a squeak, and this time, it made Yuan Yiyi lie flat.

Changing to this position, and seeing Zhang Jie take off all his clothes, Yuan Yiyi already knew what he was going to do next. "Incompetent..."

Yes, using the natural advantages of men to torture women, what else is not incompetent?

"You seem to be capable, don't you? You will probably like this whip very much... Well, watch me!" Zhang Jie smiled sinisterly and slowly approached Yuan Yiyi's body.

Ouch - snap!

"Wow!! I'm going to die!..." Yuan Yiyi couldn't help but open her eyes. How could the abuser scream? When she opened her eyes, she couldn't help but cry "Woo woo": "Bad guy, why did you come just now... Uh..." Seeing Zhao Jianhui in front of her, she relaxed immediately, and then fainted again.

Zhao Jianhui untied the leather ropes that bound Yuan Yiyi, took a sheet and wrapped it around Yuan Yiyi, and then followed suit, wrapping Qin Yu with the sheet as well, and then he shouted, "Butcher, come in and kill this bastard."

"Here I come." Tu Xiong had seen Zhang Jie torturing Yuan Yiyi just now, and after being scolded by Zhao Jianhui all the way, the butcher's violent anger was nowhere to be vented. He came in after hearing the sound, reached out and picked up the whip that Zhang Jie had just thrown on the ground, and shouted to the two people behind him, "Go get a basin of water, I'll give this bastard a good time, too."

When the two people behind him came in with water, they heard the sound of tearing cloth, and Tu Xiong tore Zhang Jie's shirt in half, wrapped it around his wrists and trapped him on a steel pipe. His two men understood, put down the basin of water, stood next to the steel pipe and firmly grasped Zhang Jie's arms from both sides.

Zhang Jie, who was almost kicked out of breath by Zhao Jianhui just now, screamed like a pig being slaughtered, stretched his legs and retracted his hands to struggle, but how could he break free from the suppression of the two big men?

Tu Xiong dipped the whip in water without saying a word, and then lifted it up. He waved his arm, and the whip drew a black arc in the air, followed by a crisp "crack" sound, and water splashed on Zhang Jie's back.

The soaked whip was raised high, with a "woo woo" sound, and went straight to Zhang Jie's naked back. The moment the whip touched the flesh, the "puff" sound was really disgusting.

"Woo!" Zhang Jie's body suddenly stood up, and the two people next to him took a lot of effort to hold him down. Several blood marks from the right shoulder bone to the left ribs were clearly protruding on his naked back. Tu Xiong controlled the strength very well and did not break the skin, but the nearly foot-long whip mark was really shocking.

"Fuck you, you dare to touch the boss's woman?" Tu Xiong cursed loudly. Because he was scolded by Zhao Jianhui for being late, from the meeting at the beach to finding the secret entrance, Tu Xiong was already full of anger. When he saw the torture Yuan Yiyi suffered, he began to understand Zhao Jianhui's mood at the time, and he was even more angry with Zhang Jie, so he was heavy and merciless.

In fact, Tu Xiong had at least a hundred ways to torture people, and beating with a whip was just a rage in his heart.

After a whistle, another blood mark appeared on Zhang Jie's back in the opposite direction, like a big cross mark engraved on his naked back.

Zhang Jie gasped like a dehydrated fish, and sweat poured out from his forehead. It's hard to imagine how a rich boy who grew up in the city could endure such torture?

When the whip whistled again, Zhang Jie finally shouted: "Stop, stop——" The whip whistled and fell on him, leaving another deep mark.

Zhang Jie finally burst into tears, big tears flowed from his eyes, and he murmured: "Why, why..." Maybe he was asking, why did I get hit by that person every time I did something? Why was it always me who got hurt whenever I bumped into that person?

Tu Xiong's face showed a smile, and the whip in his hand continued to crackle. "Just cry? You are worse than the two women. With your fucking bear look, you dare to learn how to play ### training? Damn it, you are better at playing than me, right?"

He cursed while hitting his head and brain.

"I beg you, don't hit me,... I was wrong,... I will give you money, I have plenty of money, I have..." Zhang Jie pleaded loudly.

When he heard the word money, Tu Xiong's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly, "How much money do you have?" Zhang Jie, who was as hopeless as death, also had a glimmer of hope in his heart. As long as he had money, maybe Tu Xiong would let him go?

Zhang Jie lowered his head and thought for a while, and whispered, "I only have 400,000 yuan!"

"You are fucking sending beggars, 400,000 yuan? Save it!" Tu Xiong seemed very disappointed.

"Don't fight, I... I remember, I still have more than 2 million in my room... Is this enough?" Until this time, Zhang Jie was still bargaining with Tu Xiong.

"That's all?" Tu Xiong said.

"That's all I have." Zhang Jie said pitifully.

"You can keep this little money for yourself!" Tu Xiong raised the whip and slapped Zhang Jie's chest.

The muscles in the front are much more sensitive than those in the back, so the pain will certainly increase. "Wait!" Zhang Jie endured the pain and shouted, "Tell me a number, how much will you let me go?"

"Fuck you, didn't you say you have no money? What's the use of saying it? You can't pay?" Tu Xiong sneered.

"You... tell me a number first, I'll see that you don't have that much." Zhang Jie said as he lowered his head. Tu Xiong's eyes were so scary that people dared not look at him.

A heavy whip hit Zhang Jie's body, "Ahhh!... Stop! Help!" Before Zhang Jie finished shouting, he saw Zhao Jianhui standing in front of him with a dagger: "How much money do you have? Take it all out, otherwise..." As he spoke, the dagger had already stabbed into Zhang Jie's thigh with a sizzle.

"Dead, dead!!! Wow!!... I said..." This time, Zhang Jie didn't dare to play any tricks anymore, so he had to tell the password of the safe in his bedroom.

"Tell me, is this so much money embezzled by your father?" When Tu Xiong took out the money from the bedroom upstairs, he was also shocked and widened his eyes. There is a safe in this guy's bedroom, which is simply a dark room with a password lock.

There are more than 30 million pounds, US dollars, Hong Kong dollars, and euros in cash, plus calligraphy and paintings, antiques, jewelry, jade, etc., at least 100 million or 200 million. Damn, how can this kid be so rich?

Seeing that his treasures were all taken away, Zhang Jie fainted immediately, and saliva dripped from his mouth uncontrollably.

Zhao Jianhui pondered for a while, called Sun Liyun over, and whispered something. Sun Liyun nodded repeatedly, indicating that he understood. Then, Zhao Jianhui looked at Zhang Jie who had fainted, with a fierce look in his eyes: "Tu Xiong, don't play, do as I say, let him regret being born as a human being in this life..."

Tu Xiong nodded, he knew that Zhao Jianhui had made up his mind this time, and he didn't say anything more, and immediately nodded and agreed: "You take them away first, I promise to do the job neatly."

It was already twelve o'clock in the night when I took Yuan Yiyi and Qin Yu out of the hospital. After the doctor's examination, Yuan Yiyi's injuries were not upper bones, but skin injuries. She would recover after taking the ointment home and applying it for a few days. According to Zhao Jianhui's idea, he wanted her to be hospitalized for observation for a few days, but the little girl said she didn't want to say anything, so there was no way, so he could only take the medicine and send her home.

Qin Yu had no injuries, she was just frightened. He first sent her back to the dormitory of Yihui headquarters, and then drove to Yuan Yiyi's residence. At this time, Zhao Jianhui realized that Yuan Yiyi's villa was not far from Zhang Jie's villa area.

The nanny was tired of serving Yuan Ye. She yawned and opened the door and went back to her own place. She didn't even notice that the young lady was only covered with a sheet, and she didn't notice that there was a man following Miss Yuan.

Originally, Zhao Jianhui wanted to go back after sending her to the place, but Yuan Yiyi hugged his arms tightly and didn't want to let go. Seeing her eyes still full of shock, Zhao Jianhui had no choice but to follow Yuan Yiyi upstairs.

Although the political and legal authorities also searched Yuan Ye's home at that time, it seemed that it had no impact on Yuan Yiyi's residence. The spacious villa was still decorated magnificently. The two went directly to Yuan Yiyi's room on the third floor. Seeing a cartoon image as soon as they entered the door, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but smile. He didn't expect that Yuan Yiyi, who always looked like a little gangster, had another innocent and lovely side.

"How is it? Is it beyond your expectations?" Yuan Yiyi had already seen the look in Zhao Jianhui's eyes and asked while hugging Zhao Jianhui's arm.

Zhao Jianhui nodded: "We are home now, you should sit on the sofa. Even if you lean on me, it is not as comfortable as sitting down, right?"

Yuan Yiyi took the opportunity to hug him when he said he was leaving just now, and he has not let go until now. Smelling the faint fragrance coming from her body, Zhao Jianhui always felt strange, but thinking of her injuries, he didn't say anything, and let her hang on him like a kangaroo and go upstairs. Now that they had entered the room, Zhao Jianhui finally thought of a reason to let her let go.

But Yuan Yiyi groaned and whispered, "You know I'm injured somewhere. Do you think I feel better hanging on you or sitting on the sofa?"

"Uh..." Thinking that most of Yuan Yiyi's injuries were on her buttocks, Zhao Jianhui couldn't find a reason to refute her for a while. But he was thinking, "You can't just keep leaning on me until your injury heals for a day, right?"

Yuan Yiyi looked at Zhao Jianhui steadily, but threw herself into his arms, hugged him and cried with a trembling body.

"What's wrong? Is the injury hurting again?" Zhao Jianhui asked in a low voice while putting his arm around her. "I feel bad." Yuan Yiyi said in a soft voice.

"Why? Why do I feel bad?" Zhao Jianhui pushed her away in panic, looked carefully at her chest, and suddenly remembered that he was looking at the wrong place, so he quickly retracted his gaze.

Yuan Yiyi's face suddenly flushed, but she stared at Zhao Jianhui, and said without blinking: "I feel distressed because I pity myself. No matter how much I was hurt, no one really cares about me and loves me. The only person who loves me is now lying in the room on the first floor and can't move." At this point, it seemed to touch Yuan Yiyi's heart again. She threw herself into Zhao Jianhui's arms again and cried loudly. This time, her cry seemed even more sad.

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