C89 (2/2)

Compared to the huge humiliation, this was nothing.

”You're still so stubborn, and you still haven't accepted the invitation. Come on, people, continue. Beat her until she gives in!” The old lady let out a loud shout, her sharp and ear-piercing voice reverberating in the entire room.

The few brawny men standing guard outside the door picked up their sticks and walked in.

Mo Yun looked at them with a cold smile, his heavy club received the blow. Mo Yun could not help but fall to the ground. His head knocked against the pillar he was supporting, and not long after, a patch of red appeared.

The other men surrounded her and swung their sticks at her without any emotion. They had long since gotten used to this kind of thing.

Screams kept coming from the house.

At the same time, Su He was galloping towards the brothel at top speed. How could he not be nervous when his beloved woman was suffering in there?

As they passed a run-down village, a child suddenly stopped in front of a horse. Su He quickly reined in his horse and it raised its front hooves high up in the air.

”Big brother!” Please save my mother! She fainted! ” The child's eyes were hazy with tears, and his finger pointed towards a dilapidated ancient temple.

Struggling appeared on Su He's face. The teachings he had accepted since he was young showed that he was loyal and upright. It was impossible for him to not save her while his beloved girl was trapped in a devil's nest!

He did not have time to think about it. He silently prayed that his beloved girl was alright, so he quickly followed the child to the ruined temple.

On the other side, when the old mother saw that Mo Yun was about to faint from the hit, she waved her hand to make the strong men stop. The men spread out, revealing Mo Yun, whose hair was already in disarray.

The people of the brothel would always look for a place to beat him. The wounds he gave were never obvious, and most of them were internal injuries. On the outside, they didn't look much, but they were painful. It was unbearable.

”What, surrender or not?” The old mother narrowed her eyes and asked Mo Yun who was about to be beaten into a human shape.

Most women would loosen up by now. At first the girl here, no matter how strong she was, had to take so many blows, which one of them didn't obediently call her mother?

And the old mother had obviously underestimated her.

Mo Yun bit his lower lip as he was beaten to a pulp. He did not even have the strength to lift his arm. But she remained unmoved by the old mother's words.

The old woman continued to pinch her jaw, making her look straight at her. The next second, he spat on her face.

In her anger, the old mother's face became colorful.

”Go!” Find a few people and follow the rules! I don't believe it! ” The old mother wiped the saliva off her face with her sleeve, spat out a mouthful of ink and left while cursing.