Chapter 647

When the machine assembly line has not been popularized, any handicraft is the existence of rotten street.

However, when the machine assembly line can mass produce what was chased by people in the past, the value of almost eliminated handicrafts has doubled.

For example, the most expensive watches, bags, clothes and even cars are all made by hand.

So are shackles.

This yoke is made of mahogany. It's pure handmade. It's painted with varnish. It's water smooth. You can see that it's valuable.

It's very heavy. It's more than ten kilos. It won't take long for it to stand on people's necks.

Who knows, those masters who spend their whole life energy on developing boudoir articles, how to choose this thing.

He weighed the weight in his hand, and Li Nanfang was very satisfied.

Turn on the switch above and you can split the yoke in two.

In the middle of the chain is a hole the size of a bowl, and in the front there are two holes like a teacup, which are used to lock hands.

There is also a thin stainless steel chain on it, which will make a clattering sound when it is shaken slightly.

Li Nanfang nodded and asked Helan Xiaoxin, "my aunt, have you ever worn this thing?"

He Lan Xiaoxin shook his head, but then nodded.

"Oh, yes. I said, "if I were you, I could not wait to put it on her after I got the goods."

Li Nanfang asked, "what about you, have you ever worn it?"

He Lan Xiaoxin nodded, then shook his head again.

Twice in a row, she tried to lie.

But I dare not.

"You won't wear it. Because you're a man. "

Li Nanfang laughed and continued to ask, "do you want to wear it or not? Let's really feel it."

Helan Xiaoxin shakes his head instinctively.

She's not being polite. She really doesn't want to wear it.

She didn't forget how uncomfortable it was for the naked Yue Zitong to wear it.

The smile on Li NanFang's face was stiff again: "I really don't wear it?"

"Dai, Dai! I, I wear it

When he LAN Xiaoxin said the last word, he could no longer control his fear and burst into tears.

In the sad cry, she thought of an allusion and asked the emperor to come into the urn.

During the reign of Empress Wu Zetian, there were two cruel officials under her command: Zhou Xing and Lai Junchen.

These are the two dogs owned by the emperor, who killed many people unjustly.

When they had done all the bad things, Wu Zetian decided to kill one of them.

Let Lai Junchen kill Zhou Xing.

Coincidentally, when the secret order was sent to Junchen's house, he was with Zhou Xing, drinking and discussing the case.

After seeing Wu Zetian's secret order, Lai Junchen quietly puts it in his sleeve. He still looks back and talks to Zhou Xing. He says that he has arrested a group of prisoners recently, but most of them refuse to confess honestly. What do you think to do?

Zhou Xing twirled his beard and said with a smile that it was not easy. Recently, he came up with a new way to put a large urn on the charcoal fire. Anyone who refuses to admit it will be baked in a big urn. You're afraid he won't?

To Junchen listen, immediately let people move a large urn and a basin of charcoal to the hall, put the urn on the brazier. The charcoal fire in the basin made the whole hall sweat.

Zhou Xing is wondering. Lai Junchen stands up, stretches his face and says, "my friend, you have just received the Empress Dowager's secret order. Someone has denounced you for treason.". If you don't confess honestly, you'll have to be invited into this urn.

When Zhou Xing heard this, he was scared out of his wits and pleaded for help, but he was rejected.

According to unofficial records, when Zhou Xing was barbecued in a large urn, he also dictated his personal feelings, so that Lai Junchen could record them for future generations to study——

Helan Xiaoxin bought the shackles to torture Yue Zitong, but Li Nanfang gave them to her. She is really a female version of Zhou Xing.

But who is to blame?

When Li Nanfang referred to the instructions printed on the shackles and used the whole set of props on her according to the normal process, He Lan Xiaoxin's cry became louder.

Li Nanfang was not moved, but slowly asked: "did my aunt cry when you gave her this thing?"

At that time, did Yue Zitong cry?

He Lan Xiaoxin said he had forgotten.

Even if Yue Zitong also cried, so what?

Some cry, others laugh.

Just like now, Helan Xiaoxin is crying, but Li Nanfang is laughing.

Let her wear heavy shackles, stand up and stoop to walk around, Li Nanfang asked her to sit down again.

He didn't know how to punish Helan Xiaoxin.

But Helan Xiaoxin seems to have arrived this day earlier, so she put so many props in the room ahead of time.

Whip, candle, even tiger stool, essential balm and so on, it's troublesome to play, and there's not much new.

In the woman's low cry, Li Nanfang wandered around the room, looking for new ideas everywhere.

Everything comes to him who waits.

He found it in the small drawer of the dresser.

It's a piece of rice paper.

On the Xuan paper, there are a few lines of pen characters that are so beautiful that they can go to the calligraphy competition at home. This is a brief summary of Helan Xiaoxin's experience these days, that is, how to play in order to get a greater sense of achievement from Yue Zitong.

Gasol, of course, has to be on the list.

In addition, there are whip, brush, and tattoo used by the electric tattoo machine.

There are many pictures in the small drawer.

In these tattoo papers, there is a blue and black cobra, coiled up, with a flat head, big blood red eyes of little mung bean, scarlet letter, stretching out.

Helan Xiaoxin wrote in her experience that if the cobra is stabbed at Tong Tong's buttocks, it will definitely make her more attractive.

"Did you write that?"

Li Nanfang shakes his experience and asks he LAN Xiaoxin.

He Lan Xiaoxin nodded and cried, "I should die. Li Nanfang, I just think so and haven't done it yet - it's just my wish. Please let me go. I swear, I will never betray you again. "

Ignoring her request, Li Nanfang just asked, "do you want to fulfill your wish?"

Helan Xiaoxin's cry stopped.

She didn't know Li Nanfang asked for Mao.

The mind turns.

Does he want to join hands with me to torture Tong Tong?

In fact, he also likes to make such a snake on Tong Tong's buttocks?

Ha, the idea of smelly man is abnormal!

But I like it.

When I think about it, Li Nanfang finds a razor from the props.

The shaving knife is very sharp. It can scratch the skin under the hair if you are not careful.

"What are you doing with the knife?"

After seeing Li Nanfang pick up the knife and draw in his hand, he lanxiaoxin finally realizes that something is wrong.

If put in calm, the new sister will never give birth to that kind of ridiculous idea just now, think that he wants to fulfill her wish that she hasn't had time to fulfill, stab a cobra on Yue Zitong's buttock.

She was really frightened by Li NanFang's "considerate", and her thinking was not normal.

The most terrible thing is not the storm, but the eve of the storm.

Helan Xiaoxin's storm, finally raindrops fall.

Let her suddenly realize how ridiculous the idea just now, Li Nanfang asked her if she wanted to fulfill her wish, in fact, it is in her body, complete!

"Don't come here! Asshole, don't come here. "

Frightened, Helan Xiaoxin suddenly stood up from the edge of the bed and ran to the door.

But she was wearing heavy shackles around her neck, and her feet were tied by thin stainless steel chains. She could only walk more than ten centimeters at most.

She's not a bird. She can't fly. How can she run fast?

Only in panic, plop fell to the ground.

Li Nanfang finally stopped laughing.

Just now from the mirror of the dressing table, after seeing his gentlemanly smile, he was also extremely disgusted.

Torture a damned smelly woman, is it necessary to maintain the gentleman demeanor of bullshit?

He grabbed the shackles and lifted Helan Xiaoxin up with a little force. She choked and couldn't breathe when she was stuck by the shackles. The cold light in her right hand flashed by one after another.

Altman's specially made leather is not much stronger than tofu under the shaving knife. It is soon cut into strips, revealing the smoother back of Helan Xiaoxin nabit leather.

With such a quick knife and such rude action, Li Nanfang didn't hurt a hair when he cut her back.

Although he really wanted to cut off the artery in this smelly woman's neck.

Jing Hongming's words ring in her ears. Don't hurt Helan Xiaoxin.

Li Nanfang knew why Jing Hongming asked him so.

It seems that he should have known how he LAN Xiaoxin tortured Yue Zitong, but he didn't interfere.

Jing Hong's life can't be controlled.

He is an elder, but in a practical sense, Yue Zitong and He Lan Xiaoxin are Li NanFang's women.

Two nephews and daughters-in-law play a funny game, and Jing Hong orders an elder to intervene. It's a dog taking a mouse, isn't it?

This kind of thing is housework. Li Nanfang has to deal with it in person.

Jing Hong orders Li Nanfang not to hurt Helan Xiaoxin.

As for why she can't kill Helan Xiaoxin, it should be related to her being Helan bodang's daughter?

What's more, He Lan Xiaoxin committed so many serious crimes that she should be beheaded. Jing Hong didn't even kill her. Playing with aunt Yue is nothing——

Thanks to his instructions, Li Nanfang was able to suppress his anger and didn't do anything.

"Don't you like to play? Then I'll play with you and help you realize your dreams that you haven't realized. "

Li Nanfang sneered, raised his right foot and kicked Helan Xiaoxin's stomach heavily.

The woman's shrill cry was too harsh.

After kicking up, she was too honest, holding her stomach in both hands and bending into the posture of great Xia MI, which was just convenient for Li Nanfang to tattoo her buttocks.

The piece of plastic paper with cobra is specially made and can be pasted on people. It's transparent.

In this way, it can minimize the mistakes of tattoo artists in their work.

Hum!

After pressing the switch of the tattoo machine, the sharp needle flickered immediately.

The long needle on the tattoo machine is hollow, which can hold the pigment used for tattoo.

Without thinking about it, Li Nanfang chose pure black.

The cobra that Helan Xiaoxin prepared for Yue Zitong is cyan black, OK?

Li Nanfang only uses black, which he thinks is the most suitable color for Helan Xiaoxin.

"Ah

When the sharp tip of the needle pierced into Helan Xiaoxin's skin, she uttered a shrill cry of dying.

In fact, tattoo is not too painful.

Helan Xiaoxin, who has always been proud of her delicate skin and tender flesh, hopes that Li Nanfang will break her legs and not "smear" her skin.

Where does Li Nanfang care?

Forced her to kneel on the bed, right foot on her feet, left hand to grasp her hair, her head dead pressure on the bed, right hand tattoo machine, along the line of the sticker, all the time.

Helan Xiaoxin's scream, along the door to get out, wandering in the hall outside.

It's like crying.