Chapter 95 Who are you?

Chapter 95 Who are you?

Song Qingci did not answer his question with his mouth, but directly hit his limbs with four wooden cannons, instantly making him lose the ability to move.

The wooden storage machines in Song Qingci's space are basically equipped with silencers, so it will not be inconvenient for her to use them now.

The man in Zhongmucang instantly lost the ability to stand and fell to the ground, followed by his roar.

However, Song Qingci moved very quickly. After opening the wooden warehouse, she slipped into the secret room and closed the invisible door again.

The scream of extreme pain was also trapped in this secret room.

This secret room is not very big, only about 20 to 30 square meters. You can see it completely at a glance.

There is a bed against the inner wall, and opposite the bed is a shelf, on which a woman is currently tied.

The other side of the shelf was filled with instruments of violence.

Song Qingci opened the wooden warehouse without hesitation because she saw at a glance that the beast was abusing the woman tied to the rack.

Song Qingci walked up to the woman and saw the injuries on her body more clearly.

The woman's hands were hung down, and some of the ropes that tied her up cut directly into her flesh.

The clothes on her body were basically so tattered that they could not cover her body at all. Countless whip marks of varying lengths were scattered across her body.

The worst thing was that one of her breasts was completely removed, leaving a scar the size of a bowl.

Song Qingci reached out his hand to feel her breath. Although it was faint, he could still feel it, indicating that she was still alive.

Song Qingci took out a dagger and cut the rope directly.

Without the force pulling her, the tied woman fell limply. Song Qingci quickly caught her and carried her to the bed next to him.

He also stuffed a pill for strengthening the body into her mouth.

While Song Qingci was doing these things, the person lying on the ground never stopped screaming in pain.

She thought he was too noisy, so she walked over and kicked him hard in the head, knocking him unconscious.

Noisy!

Returning to the bed, Song Qingci carefully removed the rope that was cutting into his flesh, and then completely tore open the tattered clothes covered in blood, revealing all the wounds.

She pulled out an extra-large bottle of saline solution and began to clean the wounds.

Only then can you see more clearly that these whip marks were not caused at the same time. Some of them are still bleeding and must have been caused tonight, some have already scabbed over, and some have become festered and swollen because they were not treated in time.

Anyway, there is not a single piece of good meat on the entire upper body.

After cleaning the wound, Song Qingci took out hydrogen peroxide to disinfect it.

The moment the hydrogen peroxide touched the wound, the unconscious woman moved instinctively, but still showed no signs of waking up.

Song Qingci quickened his hands' speed, disinfecting, applying medicine and bandaging the wound in one go.

Then, Song Qingci took out his clothes from the space and gently put them on the woman.

When she changed into her skirt, Song Qingci was dumbfounded.

The woman's clothes were only tattered on the upper part, while the lower part was relatively intact.

So Song Qingci intuitively thought that the wounds were concentrated on the upper body and never thought of lifting the skirt to look at the lower body.

Now when I was about to take off the dirty skirt, I realized that my lower body was more seriously injured.

From the knees upwards, there were densely packed knife wounds all the way to the base of the thighs. (Three hundred words omitted here, but it must be deleted because it cannot pass the review~)

"Beast! Pervert!"

Song Qingci couldn't help but curse out loud.

She couldn't imagine how painful it would be, and she was a little helpless about such an injury. She didn't know how to deal with it.

Although she had watched movies and flirted with other people, she knew what sex was all about, but that was only theoretical knowledge and she had never really come into contact with such things.

Clench your hands tightly, then unclench them, and then clench them again.

The first time Song Qingci treated a wound, his hands began to tremble.

However, she also knew that these injuries could not be left alone, otherwise, this woman would definitely not survive.

Song Qingci steadied his hands, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, (300 words omitted here, but for review, there is no choice but to delete)

At the moment the murder weapon left the body, the unconscious woman lying on the bed suddenly screamed, and then quickly fainted again.

Song Qingci didn't even look at it, he just threw the things in his hand aside, and then hurried to check the woman's breath. Fortunately, she was still alive.

It should be the medicine I took before that took effect.

Song Qingci began to treat the wounds on her lower body. All the external injuries were healed, but she didn't know how to deal with some serious penetrating wounds.

Never mind, let’s give it a try.

Song Qingci dug out a largest syringe and took out the needle. She used it as an irrigator to flush the wound.

After more than half an hour of busy work, Song Qingci was sweating profusely.

After treating all the wounds on the woman's body and changing her clothes, she sent her into the space.

There was an operating table in the medical laboratory. Song Qingci put her there and prepared intravenous medicine for her.

After doing all this, Song Qingci returned to the secret room.

She took out a rope and tied the man who was kicked unconscious by her to the rack in the same way. Then she used the torture instruments that were originally in the secret room to whip him to wake him up.

The pain does not disappear because of coma, it is just temporarily blocked by brain cells.

After waking up again, the pain that is released instantly will definitely hurt deep into your bones.

After howling for a long time, the feeling was slightly relieved, and he could see clearly who the man in front of him with strange clothes and holding an iron whip was.

"What?! You don't recognize me?" Song Qingci looked at his face, and then thought of the wound on the woman's body, and a chill rose in his heart.

As expected, a dragon gives birth to a dragon, a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and a mouse’s son will dig holes.

What good can come out of Xu Chun, that disgusting person?

Xu Bowen looked gentle and refined on the outside, and even had a little bit of bookish air. But who could have known how beastly and brutish he was in private!

"Who are you?" Xu Bowen held back for a long time before finally uttering these words from his hoarse voice.