Chapter 159 (1/2)

Fang Lianyi smothers, a kind of bad premonition arises spontaneously, her eyes stare at Fang Jiwei.

Sure enough, Fang Jiwei said coldly, ”take it in, I'm just going to execute the family law!”

”No, no!” Fang Yuan shook her head and went back: ”I don't know anything, I don't know anything!”

”Well, you brute can do such a thing. I wish I could kill you!” Fang Jiwei spits. When the servant comes in with a black wooden box, Fang opens the box and takes out a rattan soft whip. With a wave in the air, everyone can't help but shrink their necks. The sound of the whip on the ground, with a little deep echo, must be flesh and blood.

”Dad.” When the audience was quiet, ilanyou suddenly opened his mouth and said, ”this whip seems much better than our one!”

Ehorn was also stunned. How could the child not see the fire so well? He said nothing at this time.

Other people didn't show too surprised expression. The authentic families have their own family laws, or whips, or sticks

At the same time, the guests who have the family law of whipping have compared Fang Jiwei's whip with his own. From the sound of the overall modeling just now, it's really a better whip.

Fang Lian's face is overcast. This whip was originally made for yilanyou's high price autocracy. All the materials used are the best. How can it be bad? But she could not imagine that the whip would be used by Fang Jiwei to punish her sister.

”No, no Dad...” Fang Yuan listened to the voice and thought that her limbs were shaking and her brain was blank: ”I'm innocent, I don't know anything!” She didn't know why the medicine bottle appeared on her. She really didn't do anything. She just did what Fang Lian said. Fang Yuan immediately looked at Fang Lian and her eyes filled with tears: ”sister, sister, please help me, I don't know anything, sister!”

Fang Lian looked at Fang Yuan's appearance, and her heart ached even more. That was her most cherished sister: ”Dad, there must be a secret in it. How could Yuanyuan get such medicine?”

”Shut up!” Fang Jiwei doesn't care about this. He only knows that if he doesn't punish Fang Yuan severely today, he may be severely punished by the old man himself! He is the future master of the Fang family. This little sacrifice should be made.

”Pa” to a whip in Fang Yuan's arm, the moment a bloodstain appeared, bloodshot exudation.

”Ah!” Fang Yuan's arm was burning and painful. She wanted to reach out and touch the wound, but she didn't dare. She didn't slow down the pain. Another whip hit her shoulder, and Fang Yuan rolled on the ground: ”it's so painful. Don't hit me. It hurts.”