Quickly wear: The male protagonist is in HE with the villain again

"hiss--"

The agent touched his chin, frowned and thought for a few seconds before finally admitting the fact:

"When you say this, why do I still think it makes sense?"

"That's it, that's the truth."

Although Bai Zhonghuai did not dare to agree with Yan Beiheng's arrogant statement, he had to admit that he was indeed confident.

If it weren't for the sake of gaining his reputation, how could Young Master Yan deliberately open a new account for everyone to watch?

"Ahem, so your husband is not here now and he has come home again?"

Luo Ming began to poke his head around, gossiping a lot, and staring at him lewdly with a pair of swollen eyes.

"Don't worry, if he were here, I wouldn't be able to get up so early and open the door for you."

Bai Zhonghuai glared at him, motioned for him to sit down, and filled a cup of tea for him.

"What shall we do in the future?"

The manager is a little worried. Although Bai Zhonghuai's account seems to have gained a few followers, the followers of his pillar girlfriend must have disappeared.

"Amin, after all, I am an actor, not an idol. How can I really rely entirely on fans?"

Although it is cruel, this is the fact. As long as he has acting skills, works, and trophies, he will have the crew for him.

Many true gods are closed because singers and actors rely on their own abilities to make a living.

As for why he is so popular, it is just a coincidence that he happened to meet an era where traffic is king.

After removing the splash and external packaging, Bai Zhonghuai felt that it was time for him to sharpen his mood and acting skills.

"Ahem, but I feel sorry for Xiaoqianqian."

With fewer die-hard fans, a lot of potential customers will be lost. So which company will Bai Zhonghuai choose to endorse in the future?

"A Ming, didn't you always joke about asking my husband to support me? Now that I'm like this, do you think I still lack endorsements?"

How many commercials has he filmed during these few months of rest? Does this person have no idea?

"Hahaha, yes, your current high-quality endorsements seem to be all provided by Young Master Yan..."

The agent suddenly felt relieved and felt that his worries were unfounded. He was obviously just leaning against a big tree to enjoy the shade.

"The investors and director of this crew haven't sent you any news, right?"

It's been a day. If the advance crew regretted it, their agent would have been notified long ago.

"No, don't worry. Everything on social media that people usually use is normal. There's nothing weird about it."

Naturally, the agent did a lot of research and teased him:

"Even if Zhong Huai is really no longer wanted by the time, why don't you ask Young Master Yan to get investment for you and plan to make a big-budget movie? By then, all kinds of famous directors will definitely be vying for you."

Money can make all the difference, let alone a wealthy family like Young Master Yan.

"Come on, Ah Heng is trying to get some endorsements. I've been nervous all day long, for fear of not performing well. Now you're asking me to do it even worse?"

Bai Zhonghuai didn't want to take advantage of Yan Beiheng. He just wanted to prove his acting skills as a dodder who relied on men.

"Eh...I was so stupid before, I even advised you not to rely on him."

If he had known that Yan Beiheng was so capable, why would his manager try every possible means to stop them.

"Why don't you say now that people's hearts are changeable?"

Bai Zhonghuai still remembered how this person once ridiculed him, saying that his Ah Heng was just playing with him...

"I was wrong. Isn't it okay that I was wrong?"

Luo Ming saw Yan Beiheng's sincerity, especially when the eldest young master paid back money for his own artists, broadcast live broadcasts, etc...

……

"Uh……"

Because he is a spirit body, Yan Beiheng's body is quite healthy, but after three whips, he still couldn't help but groan.

In fact, Yan Beiheng was a little lucky that he wasn't whipped on the buttocks. After all, the 24-stroke punishment in a certain country required stripping off clothes and tying up to make people more impressive.

It was such a shameful and unforgettable whipping that Yan Beiheng would rather die with his spine broken.

The surrounding area has been cleared, except for the three strong executioners, the execution room is very quiet.

Because Yan Beiheng, a stubborn person, was not allowed to be touched by anyone, the executor could only swing the whip according to his intuition.

In order to keep the strength consistent, the nine whips were executed by three different strong men.

As the executioners of punishment for generations, they are very strong and powerful. They are all selfless, ruthless and life-seeking Yamas.

Yan Beiheng was kneeling on the thick carpet, already a bloody man. Because he had not taken off his shirt first, the man's white shirt had been dyed red.

In order to protect his fragile spine, Yan Beiheng had to tighten his muscles at all times to withstand the whip covered with barbs.

However, it was useless.

At the beginning of the fourth whipping, another strong executor was replaced.

His face was expressionless, like a robot. Because of Yan Beiheng's cry of pain, he judged that he was not dead yet, so he slashed the whip without hesitation.

"Ahem, cough, cough..."

Blood couldn't help but gurgled down from the corner of his mouth. Yan Beiheng knew that the whip finally caused the capillaries to rupture.

In fact, if it were anyone else, he would have vomited blood long ago. Yan Beiheng's body was still too abnormal.

"Uh……"

Yan Beiheng didn't want to cry out in pain, but he bit his lower lip and couldn't help but moan a little.

"doctor."

After the executioner saw the five whips, Yan Beiheng completely fell down and had no strength to kneel. He thought he was dying and stopped.

"No...continue."

Yan Beiheng lay on the ground and raised his hands weakly, just wanting to end this torture quickly.

"Wait."

One of them looked at the doctor who came in and motioned for him to go back outside and wait.

"Ugh..."

The blood from Yan Beiheng's mouth suddenly spurted out, staining the carpet and walls red. This time, it was unknown whether there were any fragments of internal organs in it.

After the six lashes were finished, Yan Beiheng's lungs were hurt, and he lay on the ground with weak breath, and his clothes were completely whipped into pieces.

There was another person, he seemed a little suspicious that Yan Beiheng was dead, and finally let the doctor in.

"what……"

In a civilized society, the doctor had never seen this kind of lynching, and he was so frightened that he couldn't help but scream.

The bloody man on the ground lay motionless on the blanket, his body not rising or falling.

Because his clothes were torn to pieces, his bloody back was clearly visible.

The barbs on the whip were entangled in flesh and blood every time, leaving Yan Beiheng without a good piece of skin at this moment, only the waist with flesh and blood protruding...

"I...I'll stop your bleeding first."

Although the doctor is a grown man and has experienced autopsies, he is kind-hearted and still feels sorry for the bloody people on the ground.

"continue."

After waiting for so long, Yan Beiheng swallowed the flesh and blood with difficulty and was finally able to spit out two words.

"what?"

The doctor was stunned. He had just opened the medical kit when he looked at Yan Beiheng's bone-deep wound.