"Ah, pfft!"
A slap landed on Zhou Ya's face, and she spat out a mouthful of blood, along with a tooth.
At this moment, Zhou Ya's eyes had already transformed from initial arrogance and anger to fear and terror, and now, they were completely blank and dazed.
Previously, with each slap, Zhou Ya would cry out in pain, but now, she no longer had any reaction at all.
"How many was that," Tan Jincheng asked indifferently.
"Fifty-six!" The bodyguard replied expressionlessly.
"Continue," Tan Jincheng's gaze was icy cold.
Meanwhile, Gu Yi'an, who was lying in his arms, slightly clenched her hand on his chest, gripping his shirt. However, to him, it felt like she was clutching his heart.
"I'll leave this to you." Tan Jincheng glanced at Assistant Han nonchalantly. He knew Gu Yi'an was exhausted, and he also knew that if this continued, she would certainly feel compassion and might plead for mercy. But he did not want her to plead on their behalf at all.
