Wang Xiaolong looked stunned.
He had anticipated Liu Qian would seek revenge on Liu Yan'er, but he hadn't expected her to prepare a weapon!
The whip that was passed to him was the type commonly used by shepherds in the village.
Made from a red-barked sapling as the handle and very thin strips cut from motorcycle tires for the whip's body, braided together.
Wang Xiaolong had also played with this type of whip when he was a child.
About one meter three in length, it would make a snapping sound when it struck the concrete floor.
And if it was used with full force on cattle and sheep, it would immediately leave a bloody mark on the skin!
Liu Yan'er's skin was fairer and more tender than most women's, and a whip like this would likely tear her flesh open immediately!
"What's the matter, can't bear to do it?"
While he was lost in thought, Liu Qian's soft voice reached his ears.
