Cheng Jinyan thought things were looking bad.
Very soon, five or six women who were clearly professionals were brought before Cheng Jinyan. The overpowering scent of perfume was nauseating.
Wuma Liya took out a thick wad of cash and threw it to the women, telling them to serve Cheng Jinyan well.
Seeing the money, the women's eyes lit up. Although this was the first time they had encountered such a situation, these women had strong mental fortitude and just took it that these people were into some wild stuff. So they showed no hesitation at all.
Besides, this man was so handsome, they were willing to service him for free.
They swarmed forward and surrounded Cheng Jinyan in his chair.
Seven or eight hands started caressing Cheng Jinyan's body. His wounds hurt when touched, and Cheng Jinyan felt both pain and disgust.
He was tied backwards to the chair, with his legs tied to the chair legs separately, unable to move at all.
Cheng Jinyan endured the psychological discomfort and said to Wuma Liya, who was standing to the side with her arms crossed watching the show: "You might as well just whip me."
He could not stand this kind of licentious blessing.
Wuma Liya looked very smug. Her face was innocent and pretty, but full of malice: "Sure, as long as you beg me."
Cheng Jinyan gritted his teeth.
His shirt was opened, revealing his body covered in whip marks.
A woman hooked Cheng Jinyan's neck from behind, leaning close to his face and breathing like an orchid in his ear.
Cheng Jinyan closed his eyes, not looking at the naked flesh before him.
One daring woman straddled Cheng Jinyan's legs, about to undo his belt, while another leaned in to kiss his face.
Cheng Jinyan turned his head away, dodging the woman's scarlet lips. He conceded defeat: "Okay, I'm begging you, please make them leave quickly."
He could not withstand such licentiousness.
Wuma Liya: "Will you submit?"
Cheng Jinyan: "I submit!"
Wuma Liya: "Begging me is useless."
Cheng Jinyan almost vomited blood from anger.
He thought to himself that he must get revenge for this insult tonight!
The women saw that Cheng Jinyan was unresponsive, even looking disgusted. So they started using all their skills to arouse him, flaunting their assets before Cheng Jinyan.
Seeing his pants about to be stripped off, the usually calm and collected Cheng Jinyan finally started to panic.
"Get lost!"
Cheng Jinyan yelled at the impatient woman on his legs.
The woman shrank back in fright, but quickly brushed it off and pouted at the ferocious-looking Cheng Jinyan as if she had been wronged.
Cheng Jinyan: "Try touching me again if you dare!"
The women were frightened by Cheng Jinyan's suddenly ferocious and sinister aura. They hesitated and looked back at Wuma Liya.
Wuma Liya threatened: "Keep going. If you dare stop, I'll whip you to death."
The women were clearly more afraid of the armed and numerous Wuma Liya. They immediately continued their actions.
Cheng Jinyan's face was dark. He was tense all over, exuding an icy aura.
Seeing that Cheng Jinyan remained indifferent with his eyes closed, Wuma Liya thought of something and anger kept churning within her.
"Get lost, all of you!" She suddenly yelled at the women.
The women stopped, not understanding why. They looked at Wuma Liya puzzledly.
Wuma Liya lashed her whip on the ground: "Scram! All of you get lost! Or I'll whip you to death!"
The frightened women hurriedly grabbed their clothes and fled.
Seeing the temperamental Wuma Liya, Cheng Jinyan thought she might have some mental illness.
Not achieving the results she wanted to see, Wuma Liya left the room furiously.
Cheng Jinyan heaved a sigh of relief: That was close, almost lost my chastity.
More than half an hour later, Wuma Liya came back. She dismissed the men at the door and headed straight for the big bed.
Cheng Jinyan fearlessly called out to her: "Miss Wuma, please call someone to help pull up my pants."
His belt and zipper had been undone, even his underwear was exposed. He was kept under watch in this state.
He had never been so humiliated before.
Fortunately there were no acquaintances around.
If Ye Si knew about this, he would laugh at Cheng Jinyan for life.
Wuma Liya did not move or look at him.
"A man and a woman alone in a room, it's really inappropriate for me to sit here with my pants open. I don't mind if you help pull them up for me, thanks."
Wuma Liya finally couldn't help but glare at him, but her gaze unconsciously went to Cheng Jinyan's lower body. She immediately averted her eyes, blushing with anger as she clenched her little fist, threatening to cut off Cheng Jinyan's manhood.
Cheng Jinyan didn't dare ask her to help with his pants anymore.
It seemed Wuma Liya was unable to achieve what she wanted tonight, so she took out all her anger on Cheng Jinyan.
Cheng Jinyan's injuries became heavier day after day. Beaten in the morning and treated in the afternoon, tortured repeatedly.
Wuma Liya was on the run everywhere with Cheng Jinyan, not staying in one place for more than two days before taking him elsewhere again.
After several chases, they were finally found by Wuma You that day.
Wuma Liya had just taken Cheng Jinyan to an abandoned brewery. Before they even had time to rest, Wuma You came killing with his men.
The two sides confronted each other.
Wuma You was clearly infuriated by Wuma Liya. Seeing Wuma Liya pulling Cheng Jinyan behind her, Wuma You became even more furious.
He raised his gun dangerously: "Liya, hand him over to me. I can let everything these past few days slide."
Wuma Liya: "Hasn't Uncle Wuma received word from my father? Or are you going against my father's orders?"
Wuma You looked at her fiercely: "Even if your father was here today, I would kill him to avenge your sixth brother."
"Hand him over, or don't blame me for taking action against you."
The atmosphere became tense.
Wuma Liya suddenly lashed her long whip, knocking Wuma You's gun out of his hand.
Then she pulled Cheng Jinyan and ran out the back door.
Wuma You was furious. He swore to kill Cheng Jinyan to avenge his son. The two sides immediately broke out in a gunfight.
Wuma You had greater numbers.
Wuma Liya's people fought while retreating, luring them onto the streets. Frightened pedestrians fled in panic.
Wuma Liya and Cheng Jinyan mingled among the fleeing crowd.
Gunshots grew closer and closer, seemingly right next to their ears.
Wuma Liya pulled Cheng Jinyan behind a wall. She took out a gun and battled with Wuma You's men.
Cheng Jinyan: "Untie me."
Wuma Liya: "Don't even think about running away!"
Wuma Liya wouldn't kill him, but she wouldn't let him go either.
She dragged him by the arm as she fought and ran. Suddenly someone jumped out from the right street, raising a gun at Cheng Jinyan.
Wuma Liya pushed Cheng Jinyan away and shot the attacker dead.
The two fled to the end of the street, with nowhere to hide. Wuma Liya's subordinates were nearly all gone, and Wuma You was catching up.
Cheng Jinyan was drenched in cold sweat, dizzy and nauseated.
"Kill them all!" At Wuma You's command, his men raised their guns to shoot at them.
Seeing Wuma You's people aiming at them from behind the billboard they were using as cover, Cheng Jinyan lunged out and knocked Wuma Liya aside.
Bullets just grazed his scalp.
The two fell heavily to the ground.
Just as their opponents were about to shoot again, a black SUV charged out, shielding the two. The bullets all hit the car.
The glass windows shattered into pieces.
Huo Jingyue in the driver's seat ducked down.
Qiao Ying in the back seat leisurely threw out two grenades.
Explosions rang out, ground thunder in open fields. Gunpowder smoke billowed.
Qiao Ying opened the car door and hauled the groundbound Cheng Jinyan in, throwing him into the car. Seeing the horrifying whip marks on Cheng Jinyan, Qiao Ying's brows furrowed slightly. He casually grabbed Wuma Liya, who was still on the ground with a long whip around her waist, and threw her into the car as well.
Wuma Liya tried to resist but was easily subdued by Qiao Ying.
By the time Wuma You's people reacted, Cheng Jinyan had already been taken away.
Wuma You was furious: "Go after them!"
