The boss wants to repair the ruthless way

Liang Yi stopped just like that.

Li Sheng looked down at the person squatting on the ground, but only saw Liang Yi's usual smile.

"A Sheng." Liang Yi said suddenly.

"En." Li Sheng responded, then shook his wrist lightly, and the black string hanging on his wrist slid down with this movement, kissing his pale fingertips lightly, and finally left the skin with reluctance. Warm, falling to the ground.

Liang Yi raised his hand, and the black rope in his hand was lifted up. It shook its body in the air and hung down obediently.

He stared at the end of the black rope for a long time, until there was a faint booing in his ear, then he realized that he let go of it hastily, and threw the rope to the ground.

Then he raised his head, looked at Li Sheng from head to toe, then stretched out his hand with a smile, and unbuttoned the first button on his clothes.

"A Sheng, it's your turn."

Li Sheng leaned over, picked up the clothes that fell on the ground, put them on slowly, and fastened every button carefully.

And Liang Yi, who was opposite him, simply grabbed the hem of the shirt and pulled it hard, and the buttons made of tortoiseshell fell to the ground with a crackling sound, and some of them even landed on the instep of Li Sheng's feet.

Liang Yi, who suddenly exposed most of his chest, looked at Li Sheng in front of him, and threw out two words with pride: "Come on!"

After hearing these words, Li Sheng raised his head and looked in the direction of Liang Yi for a long time.

Just when Liang Yi thought that Li Sheng had no intention of sexually assaulting him, Li Sheng finally made a new move.

He turned around, raised his foot, and walked towards the plate on which the props were placed.

Seeing Li Sheng's fingers brushing over those props, Liang Yi couldn't help swallowing.

Saying you're not nervous is a lie.

Liang Yi moved his fingers, feeling that his palms were covered in cold sweat.

Wiping the sweat from his palms on his clothes, Liang Yi felt uneasy, not knowing how Li Sheng would deal with him.

He locked his eyes on Li Sheng's hand, and saw that hand was resting on a soft black whip with golden patterns.

Then, after a few seconds, the hand fell and took hold of the handle of the whip.

Li Sheng finally chose the props he wanted to use. He turned around and walked towards Liang Yi, with a soft whip wrapped around his wrist, like a black snake with colorful patterns.

Seeing Li Sheng raised his hand, Liang Yi closed his eyes, but there was an indescribable expectation in his heart.

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, the clothes on Liang Yi's waist were ripped open, revealing a red mark inside, which was the trace of being ravaged.

Amidst the shouts of the audience, Liang Yi took a light breath, feeling a flame burning along the branded marks.

I don't know whether it's Li Sheng's better technique or other reasons, but Liang Yi actually felt a secret pleasure from the piercing pain, which spread along the capillaries and eventually spread all over the body.

The fingers of his left hand clenched into a fist to resist the distorted feeling brought by this sm.

In any case, he didn't want to be a slave.

Liang Yi opened his eyes, looked at Li Sheng in front of him, and sighed.

The tone was very light and was easily blown away by the cheers.

...He didn't want Li Sheng to be a slave either.

Li Sheng swung the whip faster and faster, the pleasure that was still faintly sensible had already disappeared under the attack of pain, Liang Yi's waist was already a bloody mess, every time the whip fell, there would be blood splashing.

Liang Yi squinted his eyes slightly, his face was frighteningly pale, and the last bit of blood on it had already been sucked out, only cold sweat overflowed from the pores, gathered into a small stream on his face, and then flowed down his chin , flowed into the neckline of the black clothes, staining the black clothes on his body with a wet dark color.

He seemed to have been in extreme pain, and he became a little numb. In front of his eyes was a hazy water shadow, and occasionally a black whip tip passed over it, bringing a burst of rippling water waves.

Hmm... Li Sheng was really ruthless.

Liang Yi thought.

If it goes on like this, he won't beat me to death directly, will he win?

Liang Yi guessed.

Everything in front of him became blurred, and Liang Yi felt that Li Sheng suddenly became two in front of him. He tried to shake his head, but this movement made her stagger and fall to the ground.

As soon as the muscles moved, the pain-sensing nerves that had long been numb woke up again, and the pain was so overwhelming that he couldn't help but let out a cry of pain, and hurriedly maintained the current posture, not daring to move again.

He could admit defeat, but he was a little unwilling in his heart, so he gritted his teeth, panted quickly with his head down, and didn't say a word.

Li Sheng raised his foot, took a few steps forward, and stopped in front of Liang Yi.

He lowered his head and looked at the waist of the man on the ground.

After his eyes stayed on the flesh and blood for a few seconds, Li Sheng squatted down and poked the wound mixed with a little bit of broken clothes with the bloody tip of the whip in his hand.

"Hiss..." Liang Yi couldn't help but gasped, his arms suddenly lost strength, and he fell directly to the ground.

This time, Liang Yi was in so much pain that he was on the verge of tears, as if his waist had been cut off in the middle, and the uncontrollable pain was transmitted to the brain, and then spread to all parts of the body.

And the viscous liquid under his hands... Needless to say, it must be blood.

He simply closed his eyes tightly, but the pain was more obvious, and even the slightest pull made him almost collapse.

There seemed to be cheers coming from his ears, and the sound was like waves, slapping him regularly.

I don't know whether it's a psychological effect or other reasons, but Liang Yi felt that the pain also became intermittent.

He moved his left hand, but felt something was poured into his nails, and he knew it was blood.

An inexplicable sense of disgust rose in Liang Yi's heart, and the viscous touch of his fingertips was so clear that he wanted to vomit.

He imagined that he was cut in half, the upper and lower parts of his body were separated, the intestines fell out of his stomach, and he wriggled on the ground like maggots...

Do not!Can't!

Liang Yi opened his eyes wide suddenly, even if sweat fell into his eyes, he didn't care.

Someone must come to redeem him, that is faith, his faith.

There was a blurry shadow in front of my eyes, and it took a few seconds for the various colors to gradually gather together to form a delicate painting.

In the painting, there is only a man in black, with ice and snow hidden between his eyebrows, but behind him seems to be covered with an angel's halo.

Liang Yi's eyes lit up, and he looked up at Li Sheng with obsession in his eyes.

He opened his mouth, seemed to say something, but didn't seem to say anything.

But his fingers lost all strength, and he finally passed out with a smile on his face.

In the competition between Li Sheng and Liang Yi, Li Sheng won.

Liang Yi was the loser, so he naturally became one of the auction items. However, because of his serious injury, the jury arranged a large room for him to recuperate.

The next game is half a month away.

Li Sheng was wearing a black windbreaker, standing on the top floor of the tower, the strong wind made his clothes rattle.

His hands were in his pockets, his expression was indifferent, and his eyes stayed in the distance that could not be seen.

[Host, the host has a very high affection for you, you can take action immediately. 】

101 popped up suddenly.

After a long time, Li Sheng replied: "En."

He glanced down, the people on the ground were as small as ants, and they were busy migrating.

"Here, I think of a lot of things." Li Sheng sighed, with a rare look of loneliness on his face.

101 wanted to say something, but remembered his identity, and finally shut up, pretending not to exist.

"Want to smile powerful...what's wrong?"

Li Sheng took another small step forward, half of his body was hanging outside the railing, he took his hand out of his pocket, raised his hand, palm down, and then slowly gathered into a fist, as if he was holding something in his hand .

"As long as I am strong, I can destroy all the things I hate." Li Sheng opened his fingers one by one, and the lines on his palm were complicated and weird.He looked up at the sky with complete puzzlement in his eyes: "Why does he keep blocking me?"

Li Sheng withdrew his hand, took a few steps back, watched the evening wind blowing his clothes, and said in a low voice:

"I want to stay in this world for a few more days."

"Sir Li!"

When Li Sheng turned his head, he saw Wu Qi standing behind him, his clothes in tatters.

Seeing Li Sheng, Wu Qi looked around happily, but after not finding Liang Yi, his heart quickly sank to the bottom of the valley.

She asked anxiously: "Ah Yi...where is he?" After asking this sentence, she stared at Li Sheng's lips, for fear that he would say something bad.

"He's injured." Li Sheng spat out four words, but didn't move.

Because, the Queen is coming this way.

The following plot was as bloody as eight o'clock. The queen discovered the birthmark on Wu Qi's arm, and after careful observation, she confirmed that it was her long-lost daughter.

And Li Sheng and Liang Yi have also changed from "pets" and "commodities" to "the queen's guests", and their status has been raised by countless levels in an instant.

A luxurious room.

Liang Yi was lying on the bed wrapped in thick bandages, looking bored.

He reached for a plate of fruit on the bedside table, picked up an apple, weighed it in his hand, and put it back.

He yawned when he heard the door open.

"A Sheng?" Seeing Li Sheng, he was extremely happy, and his eyes were full of attachment that couldn't be hidden.

"It's me." Li Sheng turned around and closed the door, thought for a while, and locked it again.

He still had a whip wrapped around his wrist.

Liang Yi glanced at the black whip, and couldn't help shrinking his pupils.

But there was a strange desire surging in my heart, and a voice shouted: Whip me!Give me pleasure!

How could he have such... such perverted thoughts?

Liang Yi was taken aback, and hurriedly tried to suppress the voice, but it didn't work at all.

The voice became louder and louder, until it almost occupied his brain.

"A Sheng..." Liang Yi said suddenly, his voice was hoarse, with a strong color of violence: "Use a whip...to beat me..."

Time seemed to quiet down, Liang Yi heard his own heartbeat, its frequency became faster and faster, reaching its peak when Li Sheng wrapped the whip around his neck.

"Like this?" Li Sheng's cold voice sounded in the room. He held the two ends of the whip and slowly exerted force. The contact between the whip and the skin became closer and closer, and finally, it was deeply embedded in Liang Yi's neck.

"Yes..." Liang Yi was strangled so hard that he could only make a gasp, but his purple face was still full of obsession: "Put harder... ah!"

Li Sheng let go of his hand and looked at Liang Yi who was lying on the bed, expressionless.

【System detection...】

[The target is no longer alive, and it is possible...]

[Favourability level 92...]

【Mission is successful, reward 1000 points, send back to the system space...】

Li Sheng's figure suddenly moved. He opened the drawer next to him, and there was a gun in it.

He shot himself hard to the temple.

"boom!"

His head exploded into bright flowers, and then fell down one after another.

Beautiful.