Chapter 183： Wake up whip!

Serving prison time with a helmet on?

Everyone's eyes converged on the rounded helmet with metallic texture.

No one knows what this helmet is, but what can be taken out of Fang Yan's hands is definitely not simple!

"What is this all-metal helmet?

"What kind of conspiracy is Elder Yan playing?"

"I'm getting more and more incomprehensible..."

"It's another 30-day imprisonment, and another helmet, what exactly does Elder Yan want to do?!"

"After the quantum space portal, Elder Yan has developed a new technology? But what does this have to do with serving a sentence?"

"..."

The sudden appearance of the metal helmet eased everyone's anger, and a question mark appeared on their faces.

"really!"

The corners of Lin Miaozhi's beautiful mouth raised a slight arc... She knew that Fang Yan would definitely keep his back, and it seemed that she had guessed it right!

"Is it new technology?"

Princess Elena's eyes lit up when she saw this helmet that was full of metal texture and whose surface was like a mirror reflecting light.

Fang Yan had told her that the new technological direction was the human brain... Obviously, this helmet should be Fang Yan's latest technological product!

"Wear a helmet and serve a sentence? There's nothing special about this helmet, right?"

Meng Wuxiu was vigilant.

"So, are you going to choose the death penalty?"

Fang Yan glanced at Meng Wuxiu.

"I wear it! It's just a helmet! An hour, right? Even if you electrocute me, I'm not afraid of you!"

Meng Wuxiu thought that the helmet Fang Yan put on him had some kind of mechanism installed in it, the kind that could be powered on... But as long as it wasn't the death penalty, these petty crimes wouldn't be a problem!

Immediately, Meng Wuxiu took the helmet directly and put it on his head.

The sense of comfort came, Meng Wuxiu felt that this helmet was more comfortable than the more than 100,000 yuan helmet he bought when he was playing motorcycles!

"Jarvis, let's get started!"

Fang Yan smiled strangely.

Whoa!

The metal surface of the helmet suddenly lit up with a red light like a circuit board!

Meng Wuxiu only felt the darkness in front of him, and then a strong sense of drowsiness struck, his consciousness suddenly sank, and he was no longer conscious.

...

"Ah!"

After an unknown amount of time, when Meng Wuxiu regained consciousness, he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed!

"This is... a prison cell?"

Meng Wuxiu found that he did not know when he had been taken to a small solitary cell, with four walls and an iron door on one side.

Meng Wuxiu came in before, and left after staying for more than a month, so he is very familiar with this place!

"Looks like I accidentally fell asleep in court... huh! Fang Yan's brain is really lacking, what is he doing with 30 days of imprisonment, and what is he doing in court to serve an hour's sentence, really think he is so powerful? !"

Meng Wuxiu, who had regained his senses, lay down on the bed comfortably, "After thirty days have passed, I will be completely free! At that time, I will have to ask Andy and the others to see which dog it is. The guy betrayed me!"

He still believes that the reason why Fang Yan was able to get those videos must be that someone around him betrayed him.

Dang!

Suddenly, the sound of metal colliding came from the iron door, and Meng Wuxiu looked away.

The iron door was opened, and a middle-aged man wearing a prison guard's costume, with a firm face and a meticulous expression, looked at him indifferently.

"Who am I! Old Yan!"

Meng Wuxiu laughed at once, "Go get me a top-of-the-line computer! Get me the best keyboard, mouse, headset, etc.! Get my dad for the money!"

Meng Wuxiu crossed Erlang's legs and gave instructions familiarly.

"Bring him out."

As soon as Lao Yan opened his mouth, the three prison guards around him entered the cell directly, grabbed Meng Wuxiu from the bed, and put handcuffs on him.

"Old Yan! Have you got water in your brain? You can move me too?!"

Meng Wuxiu suddenly became angry and said arrogantly.

"take away!"

Lao Yan ignored Meng Wuxiu's intentions and turned to leave.

Meng Wuxiu was forcibly led by three prison guards and followed Lao Yan all the way.

Meng Wuxiu kept swearing, constantly emphasizing his father's status as the Minister of Finance, emphasizing how powerful their family is, and just moving a finger can make Lao Yan unable to eat and walk... Ruthless and swear words come from him The mouth popped out one after another, but Lao Yan was indifferent to it.

Finally, after passing through an iron gate, Meng Wuxiu was taken to a rooftop.

Looking down from this roof, you can see the whole picture of the prison.

"Ten wake up ~ whip first, let him wake up."

There was a sofa on the rooftop, Lao Yan sat directly on it, picked up a cup of tea from the coffee table next to him, and said softly while drinking.

Meng Wuxiu was dropped on a railing that practiced pull-ups, and his hands were tied tightly.

A prison guard walked up fiercely with a leather whip as thick as a baby's arm.

"What are you doing?! Lao Yan, are you crazy?! How dare you lynch me!!"

Meng Wuxiu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he shouted angrily, "You bastard! If you dare to touch me, believe it or not, I will kill your whole family after I go out?"

Snapped!

A whip slapped Meng Wuxiu fiercely, and Meng Wuxiu only felt a piercing pain swept over him, causing him to let out an unstoppable roar of pain!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!"

Meng Wuxiu let out a heart-piercing scream in pain... Since he was a child, he was pampered by all the stars and spoiled so arrogantly and arrogantly. How could he ever suffer like this?

Snapped!

With another whip, Meng Wuxiu was speechless except for screaming.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! ...

With ten whips in a row, Meng Wuxiu couldn't survive or die. The terrifying pain made him go crazy, like a wild beast.

"Old Yan! You wait for Lao Tzu! Wait for Lao Tzu to go out! I will cut your meat into pieces and cook it!!!"

Meng Wuxiu was furious with pain, and his bloodshot eyes were full of ferocity!

"It doesn't seem sober enough, let's get another 20 whips."

In this regard, Lao Yan's answer is simple.

With a fluttering sentence, the rooftop once again resounded with the mournful howl of Meng Wuxiu slaughtering a pig!