When the old woman cried, her voice was completely hoarse.

Clutching the shackles tightly, regardless of being pierced and bleeding: "don't hurt the young master. What's coming at me? What's the crime of the young master? He's just a child. How can you bear to do it!"

The bodyguards didn't care what the old woman said, but threw the whip harder.

The whip they use is the kind of soft whip. Although it can break the skin and flesh, it will not hurt the muscles and bones. Most of them are on some skin and flesh.

But because it is extremely light, it hurts more when thrown on the skin than that heavy whip.

A few times later, Meng Bu doubted that there was no good meat on his body. The snow-white skin was full of large and small blood marks, and the wounds were crisscross.

Mother Wu's tears are running dry.

"Please... Don't hurt the young master!"

"Dada dada..." another bodyguard came over in the dark and pinched Wu Ma's throat with his finger.

"Er... Ah!" Wu's mother rolled her eyes up. For a while, she was angry, but not out.

"Hum!" The bodyguard threw Wu Ma away and directly pushed the man onto the back wall, under excessive force.

The iron spike was instantly inserted into her wrist. The extreme pain made Wu Ma wake up and scream miserably.

"Ah..."

The bodyguard sneered: "didn't you shout happily just now? Do you want to bear the pain for your young master? Why, it's only a while, and you can't bear it?"

An iron spike had completely penetrated Wu Ma's wrist. Mi Mi's blood dripping down her fingertips and accumulated a pool of dark red blood on the ground.

Because of his old age, he was abused like this, leaving only a big breath. His head was full of blood and sweat. It looked much worse than Meng Buyi.

Meng Bu doubted that his original calm appearance had finally changed. His eyes must be fixed. Looking at Wu Ma, his hands unconsciously tightened.

But still silent.

Wu Ma tried to open her eyes. The blood had already covered her sight. She looked at Meng Bu doubt, who seemed indifferent, and smiled happily.

"Young master, that's it! You are the master of Wu Ma's life. You just let go and do your career. Don't be weak for anyone or anything! You just do great things. Even if I die, I will be willing to pave the way for the young master! "

Meng Buyi was stunned for a second. Those who achieve great things never stick to small details.

And the Avenger is never crazy.

The road ahead is full of thorns. Once you have any weakness, it will become a fatal weakness and let your enemies easily penetrate all of you.

So even if you make a mistake to this point, you can't let others see through any of your disguises.

Even Wu Ma, the most heartfelt servant who took care of herself from birth, died in front of her.

Can't show any sadness.

Meng Buyi did not move.

Ragged and bleeding, he stood in this shabby cage with his head slightly lowered,

It looks so thin and pitiful, like a harmless little white rabbit.

There is no lethality.

So innocent, so pure.

Until someone smiled and said, "Meng Bu doubt, what else is there to pretend? Your mammy didn't respond when she was dying.

Then I'll send you another message. Meng Enai was killed by you! "