Agni Group: Good Morning Black Boss

Gentle still lowered his eyes, didn't look at it, with a very taboo look.

In fact, she was waiting.

Wait until Dongfang Aoshi doesn't pay attention.

Several guards brought over the brazier that was burning very vigorously.

The charcoal was burning "crackling" in the basin, emitting sparks, and the soldering iron was burned red.

Seeing these, Rou Rou's face turned blue all of a sudden.

Thinking of the previous experience and the bloody scene, she felt a churn in her stomach and almost vomited it out.

Try to hold back.

"My lord, do you want to continue using torture?" Tian Jin asked.

Dongfang Aoshi waved his hand.

"Yes."

Tian Jin's voice fell.

In the next second, Rourou heard the sound of the skin being scalded by the soldering iron.

In the air, a burning smell quickly permeated.

Wen Rou's scalp was numb, but she still didn't dare to look up.

On the one hand, I don't want to see bloody scenes.

On the other hand, they are afraid that the assassin is really Huangfu Hao...

If the person who assassinated Dongfang Aoshi was really Huangfu Hao, what should she do?

As long as Wen Rou thinks of this, her heart can't help but tremble, and she can no longer be calm.

But she didn't know what to do, so she could only lower her eyes and freeze.

The chin is lifted.

Dongfang Aoshi's thin and handsome face suddenly magnified in front of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly evilly, "It's a pity if the second lady doesn't appreciate such an exciting scene."

As she said that, she forcibly raised her gentle chin——

Under the firelight, a man in ragged clothes was tied to a cross stake.

The clothes on his body were one by one, coagulated with the bloody wounds on his body, and none of them were intact, which was shocking.

The guards kept whipping him.

"Clap-pop-pop-"

The sharp sound of the whip cutting through the air, every stroke seemed to hit Wen Rou's body, making her tremble with fear.

Wen Rou closed her eyes tightly, not daring to open them at all.

The person he was afraid to see was Huangfu Hao.

Dongfang Aoshi forced her to watch it.

Gentle had no choice but to hold her breath, slowly opened her eyes, and slowly moved her gaze up——

The assassin had passed out, his head was hanging limply, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

Gentle can't go up to see the other person's appearance, but can only judge by his figure

He is about the same height as Huangfu Hao, and his figure is also...

Could it be Huangfu Hao?

Wen Rou's chest suddenly jumped, her heart tightened instantly, and her mind was completely blank.

The sound of whips piercing the air rang in my ears.

Gentlely clenched her fists, her palms covered in cold sweat.

She had to take a deep breath very hard to control the urge to rush up to see who the assassin was.

"My lord, I fainted." Tian Jin reported respectfully.

"Wake up." Dongfang proudly hummed in a low voice.

"Yes." Tian Jin nodded, and ordered someone to bring in a bucket of water.

Inside, there are ice cubes mixed in.

Looking at the bucket of water gently, all the nerves in his body tensed instantly.

People have already been beaten like this, and Dongfang Aoshi still needs to splash ice water...

In such a cold weather, is he going to torture people to death?

"..." Rourou moved her lips, and almost pleaded for the assassin.

Fortunately, she thought of the consequences of pleading in time, bit her lip and endured it.

"Whoa-"

The bone-piercing ice water poured all over the assassin's body like this, mixed with the assassin's blood, and flowed down.

The assassin jerked weakly and woke up.

He slowly raised his head and looked towards Dongfang Aoshi.