I heard that the big boss is crazy

Chapter 976 Tracking Part Two (69)

Wen Li opened his mouth, unable to cry out in pain.

With difficulty focusing his eyes, he saw the man walking over with a whip, his dark eyes were only cold, cruel, and harsh.

……do not come.

The boy moved his lips, turned over with great effort, propped his arms on the ground, and crawled towards the gate.

However, in the next moment, someone grabbed his hair and fell to the ground again.

His head was hurting, his ears were buzzing, and even countless small black spots appeared on his retina. They gathered together and then dispersed. Wen Li looked at the chandelier above his head, and suddenly a long black whip Cut the field of view in half.

The pain in his shoulder made him scream out in an instant.

Another whip.

Wen Li hoarsely begged her to stop.

Unfortunately not...

He crawled to the other person's feet with difficulty, grabbed the trousers of the person with both hands, and begged with a trembling voice.

Zuo Qing's movements seemed to stop for a moment, more like an illusion, because the sound continued.

I don't know how many whips have been whipped, the screams and whips are mixed together, Wen Li can't tell which one is from himself, or he can't make a sound, his throat is hoarse, his lips are dry, and his body is not affected. Twitching in control as the whip fell.

It's too awful.

When Zuo Qing stopped, the young man had fainted. He just grabbed his trousers and lay there quietly. The remaining few rags cannot achieve the purpose pursued by human beings inventing clothes.

The aloof tormentor showed no mercy, silently looking at the blood-red body.

Zuo Qing squatted down on one knee, opened his fingers one by one, and picked him up.

The sleep caused by the pain is often very deep, and Wen Li didn't wake up until after taking a bath.He was lying on the snow-white bed sheet, and the bright red welts were unusually eye-catching, like the other shore flowers blooming on the edge of the cliff, and even more like the ripples on the water surface, each of which was very regular.

The length, thickness, and color depth are all the art of her hands, and every inch is meticulously crafted.

Zuo Qing thought about leaving these traces permanently, making them a red string that bound the boy's every move, a lifelong shackle, and completely turned him into an obedient slave, but she always felt that something would be missing in that way.

Wen Li turned over uncomfortably, not knowing what the other party had dreamed about, and let out a low sob, the tone was very light, as if there was nothing there.

Left lightly took the ointment and applied it carefully.

The next day was fine, and when the boy woke up, the person was no longer there. He saw a light blue card on the bedside, with only a few words on it.

The food is in the incubator, I will be back at noon.

Wen Li sat up, seeing the red marks shocked him.

He couldn't imagine himself taking it.

For countless moments, he thought that he would die right away, completely free from the demon's control at the cost of his life, but at this moment the beating heart proved that he was still alive.

Wen Li wanted to get out of bed, but overestimated his physical strength, and just touched the edge of the bed, and fell down.

He lay on the blanket, powerless in a daze.

Forget it, that's it...

Preferably no one can see it.

I don't know how long I lay there, there was a sound from the door, and someone came over.

Zuo Qing looked at the ball of quilt on the ground, hugged him up, and said apologetically, "I forgot about your physical condition, how long have you been lying down?"

(End of this chapter)