Coming out of the main hall, the faces of several criminal officers were gloomy.
"Fifty lashes don't seem too serious? Why do you all have such expressions?"
Yang Fan felt a little strange in his heart.
At this time, the old eunuch on the side came forward, squinted his eyes, and made a "please" gesture to the people in front of him.
"Sir, please, don't make me wait..."
"snort!"
Cao Qingyuan glanced at Tao Ying and Zheng Weinian and walked in first.
Tao Ying sighed, with a wry smile on his face: "It seems there is no way to escape from the poisonous dragon whip this time."
"Let's go."
Zheng Weinian's expression didn't look good either.
After all, anyone who comes back to eat a whip will not feel so happy, let alone a torture tool that can erode people's bones and heart-poisonous dragon whip!
Yang Fan looked at the backs of the two of them and showed a sympathetic look.
Just when he turned around to wait, he was blocked by someone. When he looked up, he saw an old eunuch staring at him with a sinister look.
"What are you looking at me for?"
Yang Fan was stunned.
The old eunuch said with a smile: "The factory supervisor said that each of you will receive fifty lashes..."
"Am I included?"
Yang Fan pointed to his nose and suddenly felt like a "pot falling from the sky".
"What do you think?"
The old eunuch blocked the road with an expressionless face, showing no intention of moving.
Yang Fan laughed dryly, making it clear that he couldn't escape, so he could only turn around and enter the execution room, comforting himself in his heart: "Does this count as experiencing the treatment of a executioner in advance?"
In the torture chamber.
Yang Fan took off his shirt and looked at the old eunuch beside him who was eyeing him eagerly. His eyes moved to the whip in his hand that was as thick as a baby's arm.
The whip looked black and purple, as if it was made of the sinews of some kind of animal.
The surface was vaguely stained with dried black blood, and the handle was wrapped in red silk ribbon.
"Anything else to say?"
The old eunuch raised the whip in his hand and suddenly asked a confused question.
"without."
"Then I'll start."
A trace of regret flashed in the old eunuch's eyes, and he was whipped.
Yang Fanxin said: "Isn't it just a whip? How... painful..."
"hiss!"
Take a deep breath!
Yang Fan's face turned green instantly.
At this moment, he felt his whole body trembling, and the severe pain spread throughout his body like a tide!
It was obviously just a hit on the back, but the pain seemed to come from all over the body!
At this time, the old eunuch next to him spoke slowly.
"This is the Poison Dragon Whip. It is taken from the sinew of the Tianguan-level demon Poison Dragon. It is tempered with secret medicine and soaked in a cold pool three thousand feet underground for ninety-nine and eighty-one days."
"Because the poisonous dragon's poison remains, it can ignore the body's defenses and amplify the pain senses a hundred times, which is the most refreshing..."
"You call this refreshing?"
In Yang Fan's heart, ten thousand grass and mud horses were rushing past. It felt like this whip almost killed him. If it took fifty whips, would it be enough?
Bang bang bang.
As the sound of continuous whipping came, a faint muffled sound came from the next door.
Yang Fan immediately recognized the voices of Tao Ying and others. When he thought that these people were suffering with him, he suddenly felt a lot more balanced.
But I always felt like something was wrong.
It's obviously none of his business, so why should he take the whip?
The old eunuch had no intention of paying attention to Yang Fan's thoughts. He swung the poisonous dragon whip in his hand mechanically, and the shadows of the whip fell down and hit Yang Fan's back.
Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
Yang Fan's forehead was covered in dense cold sweat, he was gritting his teeth, and his eyes were turning red.
He wants to kill someone!
After what seemed like a long but actually short time, the fifty lashes finally ended, and Yang Fan collapsed on the bench.
His back was already bloody.
Putting on his clothes again, Yang Fan was trembling as he walked.
At this time, several people next to him also came out one after another. Cao Qingyuan glanced at everyone coldly and disappeared at the end of the road.
"Let's go."
Tao Ying glanced at Yang Fan and patted him on the shoulder. Yang Fan almost jumped up, as if he had a mask of pain on his face.
"It hurts, it hurts..."
"Huh? Did you get whipped?"
Tao Ying glanced at him in surprise.
"..."
On the contrary, Yang Fan was confused by Tao Ying's question. He even forgot to shout about the pain. What do you mean I was whipped? We all went in together...
Suddenly, an unpleasant feeling arose in my heart.
"Father-in-law, what do you mean?"
Sure enough, Tao Ying shrugged his shoulders, suppressed a smile and said: "Ahem, the factory is quite open-minded. Things like whipping can be over as soon as you think about it..."
"Also, usually they will hint to you that if you don't want to be whipped, you can naturally do it..."
Tao Ying also didn't expect that Yang Fan, who had always been smart, would actually be whipped. At this time, shouldn't he put some money in there and take care of it?
These people are either criminal officers or deacons, and they still have this respect in the factory.
"I do not know!"
Yang Fan really wanted to cry but had no tears.
Tell me earlier!
His eyes were filled with resentment as he looked at Tao Ying.
This made Tao Ying feel a little guilty.
At this time, Zheng Weinian happened to look this way: "Tao Ying, come with me. I have something to discuss with you."
"good."
Tao Ying nodded and followed quickly, as if running away.
Soon, the two figures disappeared in front of Yang Fan.
"..."
Yang Fan looked at the people walking away, feeling the whip wounds on his back, feeling a little sad for no reason.
"Why is it always me who gets hurt?"
He had now remembered that the old eunuch had indeed asked him if he had anything to say, but who knew this was a hint from the other party?
Can't the hint be more obvious?
He, Yang Fan, is a rich man!
Do you need this little money?
He looked back at the old eunuch at the door: "How much money do you need if you don't want to be whipped?"
"Ten thousand taels."
The old eunuch's eyes lit up, "I can give you a discount of one hundred taels next time."
"..."
Yang Fan nodded and walked away.
As he walked, he cursed in his heart, "Nine thousand nine hundred taels, why don't you go and grab it? I would rather receive fifty lashes!"
Inside the palace.
"They left?"
Peng An asked calmly.
"Yes."
The old eunuch reported back.
Peng An waved his hand, and the old eunuch bowed and retreated.
Not long after, Cao Qingyuan walked in from outside and knelt in front of Peng An again.
Peng An glanced at him and looked away from the book in his hand.
"Does Tao Ying know about the Immortal Pill?"
"yes."
Cao Qingyuan lowered his head, not daring to raise his head to look at Peng An's cold eyes.
Peng An sighed and said, "You really disappoint me!"
Cao Qingyuan's expression changed, and he knelt down in front of Peng An and said, "Sir, he just found out about this. Your property has not suffered any losses..."
"No damage now, what about later?"
"..."
Cao Qingyuan didn't dare to answer, thinking that if you hadn't promoted the other party to become a criminal officer, what if the other party found out about it?
Peng An's face darkened, as if he could see Cao Qingyuan's thoughts, and said coldly: "The governor promoted him, naturally he had his own plans! Do you want to question my decision?"
"I don't dare to do this in a humble position."
Cao Qingyuan knocked his head heavily on the ground and did not dare to say a word.
"That's all, I don't blame you. The magical elixir has been spreading for too long, and people will notice it sooner or later."
Peng An pondered for a moment and said slowly, "We have almost earned enough money, and we have enough control over the people we should control. Let's temporarily withdraw our external business."
"Otherwise, it will be even more troublesome once we are targeted by those from Xichang and the Sanlaohui."
"yes."
Cao Qingyuan lowered his head in response, but his face showed deep reluctance.
The Immortal Pill brought him huge benefits, and even though he had to hand over a lot to Peng An, it still allowed him to successfully reach his current state.
It's even just one step away from being able to break through the blood and bone barriers!
Are we about to give up like this?
No, absolutely not!
A bold idea came to his mind.
If Peng An doesn't want to continue, he can find someone else, and he can even save his share of the tribute to Peng An!
When the time comes, when he breaks through the Heavenly Pass, why should he look at Peng An's face again?
