??Chapter 1050: Chapter 1037: On the Family Head’s Orders, Whipping You!
Chapter 1050: Chapter 1037: On the Family Head’s Orders, Whipping You!
Qiong En City, Constellation Star Armor Academy
A group of young n and won were walking through the tranquil campus, discussing the most heated recent event that had just occurred there.
“Ovis finally got locked up; the campus is unusually quiet now. We don’t have to worry about getting beaten up while walking down the street,” a delicate-looking boy sighed heartily.
“So what if he’s locked up? It’s just detention. He’ll be out in a few days,” a young man scoffed disdainfully, his face displaying visible frustration.
“Alas, who can do anything when he’s a formal mber of the Douglas clan? Ordinary people who ss with him can only bla their bad luck. If it hadn’t been for the huge fuss he caused this ti, both the Academy and the governnt would have definitely hushed it up.”
“Hmph, if it weren’t for his status, trash like him would have been imprisoned long ago.”
“It’s exactly because of his status that he’s been so arrogant until now.”
As this group of young n and won discussed the hottest topic in their campus, or rather their city, they heard noises from a distance. As they approached, they saw a group of students distributing flyers.
“Fellow student, would you take a look?” a serious-faced boy distributing flyers approached them.
“What is this?” a girl took a flyer and was surprised to find that it was a call for recruiting demonstrators.
“We plan to demonstrate in front of the city governnt this afternoon after work hours, protesting the governnt’s inaction and demanding a fair trial for Ovis. We must make sure that demon Ovis is sent to prison,”
“This is useless, isn’t it? With his status and the Douglas clan not speaking out, our city governnt would definitely not dare to try him.”
A female student shook her head, then added, sowhat pessimistically, “People in this country have a very clear concept of class, and there’s no genuine belief in equality for all.”
“Fellow student, whether our demonstration will have any effect, I don’t know, but we must clearly express our stance. Our school, our city, does not welco such people.
Additionally, not only students from our school but also residents from the surrounding areas will participate in today’s demonstration. If you’d like to join, we warmly welco you, but if you’re afraid of offending the Great Families, we won’t say anything.”
“That’s right, we want to protest the governnt’s inaction and their pandering to the powerful. The Four Great Families may be powerful, but there’s not a single law that allows their mbers to kill federal residents at will, nor is there a law that grants them the right to bully others.”
A mature-looking young man walked over, his face filled with fervor,
“I will be at the front of the demonstration tonight. If you participate, you can hide your faces. If we are apprehended, the governnt will only arrest
and a few other leaders. Even if we’re targeted by the Douglas clan, only we will suffer the consequences, not you.”
“President!” Hearing this, a student distributing flyers nearby showed a moved expression, “I’ll stand beside you, and I won’t cover my face!”
…
“Try Ovis!”
“Ovis must die!”
In front of the city governnt of Qiong En City, thousands of demonstrators blocked the area, including students and ordinary residents, most of whom were wearing masks.
A small group of people fearlessly showed their faces, letting nearby journalists who had heard the news photograph them.
As this crowd shouted loudly, a spaceship bearing the Douglas clan’s insignia flew in from the distant horizon and landed on the open ground in front of the city governnt.
Seeing such a scene, what was once a noisy and bustling exit of the city governnt suddenly beca deadly quiet, and the atmosphere turned so tense that one could hear a pin drop. Caras that had been filming the demonstrators quickly turned to focus on the aircraft.
In a mont that captured everyone’s attention, the aircraft’s lift descended, and an elderly man, flanked by four n in black suits, slowly walked down from the lift, his presence commanding.
After descending, the elder scrutinized the demonstrators, then glanced at their banners and slogans, and his eyebrows slightly furrowed
At that mont, a very upright-looking governnt officer ran up to the old man, nodding and bowing obsequiously, his face filled with flattery.
This scene instantly deepened the demonstrators’ frustration. Just before, they had protested and shouted here, and the governnt had only responded by sending a squad of riot police to block them from storming the city governnt, otherwise ignoring them.
Now that soone from the Douglas clan had arrived, they imdiately sent soone to receive them. Such differential treatnt inevitably triggered a profound sense of disparity among them.
“May I ask who you are?”
“I am the butler of the Douglas family. You may call
Mr. Paris.” The elderly butler introduced himself with a smile to the governnt official nodding and bowing before him, demonstrating the influence of the Douglas family within the Federation.
“Mr. Paris, hello.” Although the governnt official heard the elderly man claim to be a butler, he did not dare to treat him lightly, knowing well the status a butler holds within the Douglas family.
“Do you need
to disperse these people?” The governnt official asked tentatively with a smile, feeling that the arrival of the elderly man was ill-tid, exposing him to such a scene.
“No need, let them wait here for a while, they will also need to witness what happens next.” Mr. Paris, the butler, declined the official’s suggestion.
“Where is Ovis now? I want to see him.”
“He is in the detention center, if you would like to see him, I’ll have soone bring him right now.”
“Good. Arrange for soone to bring him here,” Mr. Paris nodded. He could see the anger on the faces of the demonstrators around him when he spoke these words, but because of the prestige of the Douglas family, these people did not dare to act rashly or do anything too extre.
The governnt official, upon receiving permission from Mr. Paris, imdiately ran to make a phone call, and less than ten minutes later, under the escort of an armored vehicle, a young man, handcuffed and shackled, was brought out under the guard of several ard soldiers.
“Haha, I told you, detaining
was a waste of effort, it wouldn’t take three days for soone to get
out.”
Ovis, with his hands and feet shackled, seeing the spaceship bearing the Douglas family insignia and the demonstrators nearby, let out a burst of arrogant and wild laughter.
Hearing this laughter, the soldiers escorting the young man, and the surrounding demonstrators, clenched their fists, filled with frustration and resentnt, while the governnt official still bowed obsequiously in front of the butler.
“Unchain him, this form isn’t suitable for what I need to do next.” Mr. Paris raised his hand and pointed at Ovis, giving instructions to the people nearby.
Under the reluctant gaze of the crowd, the rebellious-looking young man was imdiately freed from his restraints.
“I am Mr. Paris, the butler, here by order of Lord Feng.” The old man walked up to Ovis and introduced himself.
“The master? Is it the new master coming into office? I didn’t expect he knew , haha.” Hearing the old man, Ovis laughed even more joyously.
“Since you’ve co all this way to help
sort this out, I, as the host here, should take care of you. Co on, I’ll treat you to a al and then take you to so places to have a good ti.”
“No need for a al, my task assigned by the lord isn’t finished yet.”
Mr. Paris spoke calmly, raising his hand to motion four n in black to follow him towards the spaceship, then in front of the astonished young man, they took out four tallic rods encased in electric light and placed them beside him.
“Put on your star armor.” After the four n in black had erected the four shimring tal rods, Mr. Paris reminded him.
“What are you trying to do?” At this mont, Ovis realized sothing was amiss, different from what he had anticipated. He involuntarily stepped back, only to find his path blocked by the n in black, leaving him no escape.
“Carrying out the lord’s orders.”
After Mr. Paris finished speaking, the four tal rods released restraining light beams, wrapping around the young man’s limbs, hoisting him off the ground, and stretching his body into an ‘X’ shape.
“What orders?” The young man, now plunged into panic, felt an emotion he had not experienced in the detention center. In detention, he was sure he would be bailed out, but now, no one could ensure his safety.
“By the lord’s command, to whip you, the amount and severity to be decided by ,” Mr. Paris said expressionlessly, then he took out a three-ter-long tal whip covered with thorn-like spikes, daunting to behold.
“Put on the star armor! Otherwise, a few hits could kill you, and that wouldn’t be fun.” The seemingly kind-faced old man said words that made Ovis tremble.
At this mont, as the old man held the long whip, the nearby demonstrators also beca excited, realizing that the Douglas family’s envoy was here not to shield a wicked young man, but to punish him.
“You dare!” With his body restrained and finding no way to escape, the young man showed anger on his face, but seeing the whip in the old man’s hand, his expression also turned fearful, the thought of the pain it could inflict was unimaginable.
“Why wouldn’t I dare?” The old man hearing the young man’s words, smiled, and lifted his hand to deliver a lash.
Crack!
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