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"Endure it!" If they were to move recklessly, they would be imprinted! It's almost done! "
"You killed me! You killed me! Rong Heting! Kill me! "
"Do you want to die? I want you to live! If you live a day, you will always be my, Rong Heting's, woman! "
Rong Heting pressed the hand holding Mu Qianqian's waist with a little more force, preventing Mu Qianqian from moving even an inch.
"This iron is made of special metal, the Rong Family's symbol will be burned very clearly, other than the word 'color', it will not leave any scars on your body, but this iron has been smeared with special ointment, as long as you do not cut out this piece of flesh, this word color will follow you for generations to come!"
At this moment, Mu Qianqian's only bathrobe was drenched in sweat and hung loosely on her body, unable to provide any form of cover. But her attention was no longer on these things.
She couldn't struggle free from the pain coming from her back. Hearing Rong Heting's angry shouts, she really did not want to live anymore.
When the initial unbearable burning pain slowly faded away, Mu Qianqian was already in so much pain that she couldn't speak anymore. She tried with all her might, but she still couldn't change her fate.
"No …" Dont Do... "Yours …"
Mu Qianqian's mental state only left one clear belief, which was that she should not carry the symbol of Rong Family. Even if she could not escape and could not leave, she did not want the mark of Rong Family to be imprinted on her. She would not be Rong Heting's woman!
However, before Mu Qianqian's soft mutterings could be heard, Rong Heting had already suppressed it without a care.
A 'bang' sound was heard. The man had probably thrown away the iron in his hand, but the place where he had been branded was still in pain. It was so painful that he couldn't feel if the iron was still burning cold or not.
The man's forceful plundering didn't give her much time to think about it. The remaining nerves were plundered by the man's crazy actions, and Mu Qianqian's consciousness slowly drifted away.
How laughable that he would use such a method to ease the pain of her body being scalded. Right now, she didn't even have the qualifications to be a human anymore. How disgusting.
When Rong Heting opened the door and walked out, his clothes were still noble and cold. The iron door behind him was not closed, so almost everyone in the hall held their breath, as if waiting for an answer.
However, if Rong Heting didn't say it, no one would know the ending of Mu Qianqian.
Rong Heting brought Mu Qianqian into the secret room. It was different from the one Ye Yue tried on Mu Qianqian, which was used to torture and force confessions. Therefore, in order to be secretive, the walls and doors of the secret room were specially treated.
Moreover, there were no skylights in the basement. Even if they wanted to hear it, they would not be able to tell what had happened inside.
Whether Mu Qianqian was still alive or not, other than Rong Heting, no one else knew. However, even if the execution room door was wide open, no one dared to walk in without permission.
Everyone's body was stretched taut. It was hard to say if they were hoping Mu Qianqian would just die like this, or if they were hoping she would continue to live.
Rong Heting didn't explain anything to anyone and just walked step by step towards Ting Lan who knelt beside the sofa. Luo Yu pulled Hua Yunrong's hand and let it go when Rong Heting walked over.
Everything about Mu Qianqian was over. Now it was finally time to deal with Ting Lan?
Even though Rong Heting's expression was still indifferent, Luo Yu still couldn't calm down. If Mu Qianqian died, would the General Assembly let Ting Lan live? Luo Yu suddenly thought of the day that Ronghao International Enterprise Mu Qianqian committed suicide. Rong Heting's eyes were filled with emptiness.
Luo Yu panicked. He walked to Rong Heting in a few steps and knelt down beside Ting Lan.
"Young Master!"
He and Rong Heting had been brothers for so many years, but he also understood his own identity. He was the same as Ting Lan, Ting Ye, and at the same time, also a servant of Rong Family.
Rong Heting didn't even look at Luo Yu. He just looked at Ting Lan condescendingly with a cold face.
Ting Lan's heart was troubled. Ever since Rong Heting came out and found out that Mu Qianqian was not brought out with him, Ting Lan could no longer maintain her calm. At this moment, she dared not avoid Rong Heting's gaze.
She knew that what awaited her was punishment, but if Mu Qianqian died, what kind of punishment could bring back an innocent life?
Rong Heting stared indifferently at Ting Lan for a long time. When Ling Ao and Hua Yunrong wanted to go to the darkroom to get the final result, he finally made his move.
"Pah!"
A crisp sound suddenly rang in the hall, which had become so quiet that even Ting Lan's breathing had become cautious. Ting Lan's head tilted to the side as dark red blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth.
Luo Yu closed his eyes, took a deep breath and didn't dare to say another word. He didn't dare to bear anything on behalf of Ting Lan. He wouldn't dare to do anything that could anger Rong Heting.
Rong Heting did not hold back at all. After he hit Ting Lan, he seemed to feel the shackles on his wrist sleeve. He took off his coat and moved his wrist. He stared at Ting Lan with ridicule.
"You want to know about her? Do you want her to die or not? "
"Pah!"
Rong Heting once again sent a slap towards Ting Lan's other face, causing Ting Lan's face to change directions due to the strong force.
It was obviously just a punishment for Ting Lan, but when Ling Ao and Hua Yunrong were about to step into the dark room, they stopped.
Yes, did they want Mu Qianqian to die or did they want her to not die? In the beginning, they only hoped that Mu Qianqian would leave Rong Heting's side. Since when did their hearts become so conflicted?
Whether Rong Heting was questioning Ting Lan or everyone else, even he could not explain it clearly anymore. He could not suppress his manic mood and directly gave Ting Lan another slap.
"Pah!"
"Mm …"
This time, Rong Heting hit harder. His palm landed on the swollen side of Ting Lan's face. Ting Lan couldn't help but let out a soft moan.
"Pitiful little thing, no one dares to plead for mercy when I punish them. Ting Lan, you're different, you're so much luckier than her."
Rong Heting's words were like needles piercing everyone's hearts, causing Ling Ao and Hua Yunrong to remain motionless. How could they still have the face to go in and see Mu Qianqian's life or death? Since they chose to give up just now, what was the point of watching?
Wu Tie's eyes were closed, and his body was trembling slightly. He was kneeling in front of Rong Heting to protect Ting Lan, but when Mu Qianqian walked towards her death, he did not have a trace of sympathy.