C379 Lynching

With a gloomy face, Peng Nanzi suddenly stood up, picked up the whip on the table beside him and fiercely whipped Qiu Deyang. His own breathing quickened, showing how strong the whip was.

Qiu Deyang cried out miserably. Immediately, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. His face turned purple and his eyes were almost popping out of their sockets as he stared at Peng Nanzi