The rich president is not gentle

176 There was no forgiveness between them (two thousand articles) Her sway made him think that she was afraid, so he stretched out his hand and touched her face gently, and said again: "Be good, soon, bear with it and it will pass."

Looking into his eyes, Qian Yuhan's body shook violently, and a look of pain flashed across his eyes, "Yu Qianchen, stop all this. Otherwise, I will never forgive you in my life."

He smiled and sneered, "Forgive?!"

Does the word 'forgive' need to appear in their lives?

Yu Qianchen couldn't help laughing.

However, after laughing, his face looked very sad. The originally handsome and airy face was now haggard, and the eyes that were always full of confidence were now full of pain and depression.

Probably because the pain in my heart can no longer be expressed in words.

But at this time, he turned his head away and did not reveal such emotions to Qian Yuhan.

He turned around and took something out of the cabinet.

When he turned around, Qian Yuhan realized that it was a leather gag.

Yu Qianchen walked over, pinched Qian Yuhan's cheek, forced her to open her mouth, stuffed the mouth ball into her mouth, fastened the four leather ropes behind her head, saw Qian Yuhan's terrified eyes, smiled with satisfaction, leisurely Said: "I'm afraid you will bite your own tongue for a while, so protect it."

Qian Yuhan was shocked and frightened, although Yu Qianchen had always been gloomy and violent, but she had never been so scared like today.

The anxiety in her heart made her struggle.

But with her arms bound, she couldn't use any strength.

In the end, it was Yu Qianchen who turned her over easily.Let her lie on the bed.

When the range of sight was restricted, the uneasiness in her heart became even worse.

And Yu Qianchen threw himself on her back, pushed her hair away, and gnawed at the flesh on the back of her neck, causing her to gasp in shock and struggle even worse.

The back of her neck is the most sensitive part of her. He bit her and squeezed out emotionless words from between his teeth, "Don't move."

Qian Yuhan whimpered. All the sensitive parts and weaknesses on her body were developed by him. The skin on the back of her neck is her biggest weakness. At this time, he bit her weak point, which was tantamount to grabbing her. The back of the kitten's neck was sore, numb, and painful that she could no longer exert herself.

"So cute." Yu Qianchen patted her buttocks in satisfaction, then let go and stood up.

The feeling of humiliation covered Yu Han's eyes with mist.

At this time, several men's voices came from the door, Yu Qianchen opened the door to let these men in.There were four people in total, two bodyguards carrying suitcases, and a middle-aged man in his forties and his assistant.

"Mr. Yu!" The middle-aged man greeted Yu Qianchen.

Yu Qianchen turned sideways and let them enter.Then, he took a deep look at Qian Yuhan lying on the bed in pain, took another deep breath of the cigarette, as if he wanted to exhale all the stale air, sighed, and said to the middle-aged man, "Mr. Yang, let's start. "

Mr. Yang glanced at Qian Yuhan, who was imprisoned on the bed, and said, "Mr. Yu, please consider it carefully. This is for life and will never return to its original shape. Moreover, the pattern is more complicated and it will take a long time. No anesthesia is required. If not, I'm afraid this young lady won't be able to hold on."

Yu Qianchen looked at Yu Han coldly and said: "Don't worry, I know how high her tolerance is, and...she is a person I trained and trained, so she is not so fragile. Just do as we said before. "

Mr. Yang nodded, and ordered the assistant next to him to prepare the items needed for the operation.

Qian Yuhan turned his head vigorously, watching in horror that Mr. Yang washed his hands, put on gloves, and then took out a complete set of surgical tools, picking out a double-layer knife from it.

Isn't it a tattoo?Why use a scalpel? !

An ominous premonition welled up in my heart, and I couldn't help but struggle desperately.

"Hold her down." Yu Qianchen ordered the bodyguard coldly.Two bodyguards put on gloves, one held her legs and the other held her shoulders.After being bound for a long time, her shoulders were already in unbearable pain. At this time, she was pressed hard again, even though she was wearing a gag, Qian Yuhan's painful whimpers still overflowed, and the tears burst in an instant .

At this time, Yu Qianchen stepped forward, knelt down beside her, held her head in his hands, and kissed the tears on her face, ignoring the overwhelming hatred in her eyes.

Then, personally, pressed her waist.

In this way, except that his neck can move up and down, Qian Yuhan has been completely imprisoned.

She resigned to her fate!

Since struggling is useless, then just give up.

She is also tired.

Tired, he buried his face in the bed.

She just waited and waited to see how Yu Qianchen planned to torment her. If she had the ability, it would be better to torment her to death, wouldn't she? !

When the clothes were cut open, the skin was in direct contact with the air, and when the cold alcohol rubbed against the skin on the back, it brought a chill that invaded the bone marrow, and then warmed up again.

Qian Yuhan calmly closed his eyes, waiting for the pain to come.But the trembling eyelashes betrayed her uneasiness.

The scalpel slid across the sensitive skin on the back, and a piercing pain came, "Hmm..." Qian Yuhan snorted, biting the gag in his mouth with his teeth, and clenched his hands tightly, faintly leaking in the air. There was a bloody smell.

As all kinds of scalpels rubbed off on his back, the pain became more and more unbearable. Qian Yuhan's fists were clenched tighter and tighter, his legs were also tensed, his toes were pinched together, and he used the tightness of his limbs to resist The pain is getting stronger and stronger.She gasped for breath, cold sweat slid down her tense muscles like a fountain.

The smell of blood in the air is getting heavier.Yu Qianchen has been watching without blinking his eyes, there is no expression on his frozen handsome face.

Finally, the scalpel stopped.It was as if his back was being burned by fire, and the pain made Qian Yuhan almost go crazy.She opened her eyes slightly, did she get through it?

A slightly trembling voice came from behind, "Mr. Yu, are you really sure you want to do this? Actually, you can just paint it like this."

Sweat came out of Mr. Yang's broad forehead, and his assistant wiped it off for him.

Yu Qianchen didn't speak, but just glanced at him.

As the top spot in the tattoo industry, Mr. Yang has done countless tattoo operations, but he has never done this kind of tattoo. Looking at the thin person who looks like a person fished out of blood, his hands can't help shaking stand up.

"If you don't do it, I can ask someone else."

Mr. Yang looked at Qian Yuhan again, hesitating slightly.He is the best tattoo artist. If someone else does it, the poor child will suffer more. If you are faster, she will suffer less.

Therefore, he stopped talking, turned around and said to the exhausted Qian Yuhan who had been tortured by the pain: "Hold on, it will pass soon, I have a doctor's license, and I won't let you get into trouble."

Qian Yuhan nodded, what else could she do?It is already a piece of fish on the chopping board, do you have the right to say no?

Mr. Yang stabilized his mood, after all, he is a veteran master, so he calmed down quickly.With dexterous hands, he picked up the tweezers in one hand and a scalpel as thin as a cicada's wing in the other, and said to the assistant, "Be quicker."

The assistant nodded.

The tweezers clamped the skin between the two slits made with a double-layer scalpel, and the scalpel quickly slashed between the skin and the flesh...

! ! ! ! !

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Even with the gag in the way, the wailing from the depths of his throat, like a wounded beast, resounded throughout the room.

Qian Yuhan, who had been stripped of flesh, straightened up like a cramped fish, with such strength that even the two bodyguards who were pressing on him were thrown aside, only Yu Qianchen who was pressing on her waist, Still stay in the original position.

Cold sweat poured out from the painfully deformed face, the eyes were so wide that they couldn't get any bigger, even the corners of the eyes were almost torn apart, and the eyes showed a crazy ferocity.At the extreme height, the bound arms could no longer be lifted, like strings stretched to the limit, snapped, and the thin body slumped down and passed out.

"Don't stop, continue." The man like Shura gave a cold order.

Mr. Yang continued to peel off the delicate skin as shown in the pattern, and the assistant quickly took the gauze to absorb the surging blood.

The pain that almost tore the soul made Yu Han wake up from the coma quickly, but the pain of being skinned alive made her dizzy again, and the pain beyond human endurance completely crushed her will , she wailed in pain, like a shrimp thrown into the boiling oil, she kept arching and being pressed down again, wandering between coma and awake suffering the pain of peeling, the nails of both hands penetrated deeply In the palm of her hand, bright red blood overflowed from the palm of her hand, and her toenails were also raised due to constantly digging into the bed sheet, but she couldn't feel these anymore, she only hoped that she could die...

It turns out that life will not be the most painful, it will only be more painful! ! !

Outside the house, on a sunny day, for some reason, there was a gust of wind, and the waves raged not far away. Countless huge waves were rolled up and hit the beach, coast, and rocks, making a terrible roar.

In the house, the bloody and brutal torture continued, and everything seemed like a purgatory on earth...

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