In the cellar of Tian Bangzhou's home, a whip dipped in salt water was slammed. Zhao Yi, who was tied to a wooden shelf, was whipped like crazy in Tian Bangzhou. The wounds all over his body had long turned him into a bloody man.
Zhao Yi could still scream desperately at first, but with Tian Bangzhou's endless whipping, no matter how tough it is, he can't stand it!
As a result, Zhao Yi passed out, and the screams of Zhao Yi disappeared again, which was a little less meaningful for Tian Bangde, who wanted to vent his anger.
The whip was thrown on the ground fiercely by him. Looking at the dangling Zhao Yitian Bangzhou, his heart was not beaten. It wasn't because of the death of someone this time, he could recruit again if he died, anyway. If he hired his own money, he died.
But the seven thousand taels of silver made him feel uncomfortable in his heart. It is reasonable to say that the silver can be earned again without the silver, but in his opinion the silver is his own, but his life belongs to others.
The batch of salted fish that he swallowed at Shenmuzhai was only 800 taels of silver at the time, but in the end, he paid a price of 7,000 taels of silver. Tian Bangzhou's heart was crazy when he thought of this, so he just threw it away. His whip was picked up again by him, and he whipped again at Zhao Yi, who was like a dead body.
Because all of this was caused by this guy, if he hadn't used the secret recipe for salt making at the beginning to instigate himself, how would he be frustrated and swallow the goods of Shen Muzhai, now he has a good business of eight hundred taels of silver and has been able to do seven by himself. Qianliang also lost everything in the end.
"Master smokes again and he will die."
The housekeeper standing at the door couldn't stand it anymore, so he couldn't help but reminded.
Tian Bangzhou said angrily: "It's good to die, it's clean. Why did I fall into the evil belief of this guy in the first place, that's seven thousand taels of silver! That's it."
"The master's seven thousand taels of silver seems to be a lot, but for you, it's not that you can't make it back. Why bother to get angry about this matter? Wouldn't it be even more uneconomical."
Tian Bangzhou suddenly felt reasonable when he heard it, so the whip held in the air stopped. It was only seven thousand taels of silver! For my own person, I said that the two gambling shops can earn it back in less than seven days. It's no big deal. It's not worthwhile to get angry with the body because of this.
Tian Bangzhou slowly lowered the whip. When the housekeeper thought that this was going to happen, Tian Bangzhou's backhand was another whip that hit Zhao Yi's body. He still couldn't make it through, because the seven thousand taels of silver were not lost. In seven days, he will be 14 thousand taels.
"Lao Feng!"
"The old slave is here."
"Put this guy down for me. If I didn't straighten out the bad breath on him today, I wouldn't be able to sleep well."
When the housekeeper heard what Tian Bangzhou said, he could only sigh helplessly, walked to the wooden shelf and looked at Zhao Yi, who was already ripped apart. He couldn't help but feel worthless for Zhao Yi. You said you guys lied to someone. I have to lie to the madman of the Tian family, now why is it so difficult to create this life-and-death dilemma!
When the butler untied Zhao Yi's rope, Zhao Yi fell to the ground like a dead man.
Tian Bangzhou pointed to the butler outside the door and said: "Go, bring me all the waste salt that this guy has boiled these days. If I don't let him eat all the salt today, I won't be named Tian."
When the housekeeper left, Tian Bangzhou came to Zhao Yi's side and kicked the piggy-like Zhao Yi. Seeing that this guy didn't respond, he walked to the side and picked up the rope, intending to tie up his hands and feet.
Although Tian Bangzhou was not lighted by Zhao Yi this time, he was not really fainted. How to say that Zhao Yi is also the third master in the thief’s den. If he still has the strength to fight with him, those ten selves None of his opponents.
While Tian Bangzhou was picking up a rope on the shelf, Zhao Yi, who appeared to have passed out on the ground, moved. He slowly moved his hand onto his shoulder. There was a willow-shaped knife. Three of the knives were originally tied to the whip. If you use such a whip to slap a person, the person who is slapped will be easily smashed.
Tian Bangzhou didn’t know that there was a blade missing from the whip in his hand, or he knew it but didn’t care. He picked the rope and walked back and planned to tie Zhao Yi’s hands to his back. As a result, he just took Zhao Yi’s right hand. Just to mention, Zhao Yi, who was already fainted, suddenly exploded, and a blade with his right hand that turned over was caught in his fist and sent into Tian Bangzhou's neck with a punch. (End of this chapter)