Two people had already lifted Zuo Yanfeng up and pressed him onto a long bench.

Zuo Yanfeng was extremely horrified. He had never been beaten since he was a child, let alone being beaten with a stick.

After these thirty strokes of the board, he would probably lose half his life.

Thinking of this, he struggled violently:

"My Lord, I am wronged, that is not what I meant!

Sir, please forgive me this time for my father's sake!

My Lord, ah..."

After the blow, Zuo Yanfeng let out a shrill scream and shouted:

"You can't do this to me, my father is the Minister of War, Lord Zuo!"

Song Yaoyao looked at him with disdain:

"Are you here to compete with your father?

I remember someone had done the same thing before. What did he say?

Oh, yes, I remember now, people say my father is a tough guy!"

Guagua: [Su 㹏, do you still remember this joke? ]

Song Yaoyao: [Of course! Isn’t this the same as Zuo Yanfeng’s current situation?

They all think of themselves as the second generation rich who are so cool! 】

Zuo Yanfeng has no idea who Gang is?

It seems like there is no one in the court with this name!

He no longer had time to think about these things. After being beaten with a few boards, he felt like his soul was being torn apart.

His screams were particularly miserable!

Song Yaoyao frowned, raised her hand to pick her ears, and said:

"It's so noisy! It's giving me a headache!

Someone, cover his mouth and beat him hard!

He's making me depressed! "

Although the subordinates did not understand what depression was, they knew that this bastard Wang made Jun㹏 uncomfortable.

Wang Er immediately took off his socks and stuffed them into Zuo Yanfeng's mouth.

He hadn't washed his feet for a month, and the smell was particularly sour. As soon as he took off his shoes, everyone covered their noses!

Song Yaoyao also covered her nose. This Wang Er was too rude!

But the taste is enough to make Zuo Yanfeng eat a pot!

Zuo Yanfeng looked like he was retching!

But I can’t spit it out!

Without Song Yaoyao's instructions, they continued fighting!

Song Yaoyao looked at Zuo Yanfeng, who was beaten to pieces, and said something sarcastic:

"Ouch, that looks really painful!

It looks like I won’t be able to get out of bed for another hundred or eighty days!

If you’re not careful, you might even break your leg and become a cripple from then on!

It’s a pity just thinking about it!”

After hearing this, Wang Er understood what he meant and hit Zuo Yanfeng's leg with the next blow.

Zuo Yanfeng screamed and fainted!

Song Yaoyao looked at Wang Er with admiration and gave him a thumbs up.

Song Yaoyao said:

"Wake him up by pouring water on him. He won't be able to roll over if he dies here.

Thirty lashes, not one less!

Wake up and keep fighting!"

"yes."

A moment later, a basin of ice water was poured on Zuo Yanfeng.

After Zuo Yanfeng woke up, he felt a piercing pain in his leg. His leg might be broken!

Before he could think more, he heard Song Yaoyao's voice:

"Keep hitting me!"

"yes."