As long as this old guy doesn't do it himself, there's no problem.

The monsters in this prison room are too late to beg him to please him, how could they hurt him?

Deacon Wang walked out of the first prison room with a bloody whip, looking at him and said with a grim smile: "Second room!"

Luo Fei opened the second prison room.

Deacon Wang walked in, but this time he did not wave the whip immediately, but asked coldly: "What? What are you thinking about?"

The snake demon hugged in the corner, his eyes cold, and said in a soft voice: "Get out!"

"Bang!"

Deacon Wang raised the whip in his hand and whipped it fiercely. The sharp barbing directly teared off a layer of flesh from the snake demon's face!

"Anyway, this face is fake, I will draw you!"

After saying that, he raised the whip in his hand again and started whipping hard.

The snake demon shrank in the corner, his face covered with bloodstains, but he didn't say a word.

Luo Fei stood outside the door, listening to the loud sound of whips, and felt a little worried. This thing sounded terrible. It hurts when it hits the flesh and blood body. I really don’t know how painful it should be.

This old thing is indeed so bad that it is so pus-flowing!

"Next room!"

Deacon Wang walked out with a whip, his face turned a little ferocious, and said, "Get in first!"

Luo Fei opened the prison door, glanced at him before walking in.

As soon as he entered, the little boy immediately stood up from the corner and said happily: "Brother, you are finally here! I..."

He suddenly saw Deacon Wang following behind, and stopped immediately.

"elder brother?"

Deacon Wang narrowed his eyes and looked at Luo Fei beside him.

Luo Fei secretly called out badly in his heart, but his face remained unchanged and he did not say anything.

"You fight!"

Deacon Wang suddenly handed the whip in front of him, staring at him with a gloomy look: "Take it hard at the head and face of this little thing! It's better to tear off his entire scalp and skin! The more he screams, the more excited you will be!"

The little boy stood in the corner, his face pale and shivered.

Luo Fei looked at the vicious face in front of him and the aggressive and sinister eyes, his eyes gradually narrowed and did not reach out to take it.

"Can't bear it?"

Deacon Wang smiled grimly, waved the whip in his hand suddenly, and slapped it hard on the little boy's head with a "snap", and said with a joke: "Since that's the case, then, let me do it."

After saying that, he waved the whip in his hand and started whipping the little boy's head fiercely.

The little boy hugged his head with his hands, huddled in the corner, and let out a shrill scream.

Blood splattered, flesh and blood swelled!

The loud whip sounds seemed to whip Luo Fei in his heart!
Chapter completed!