Section 729

"Hehe, I think they just need a beating. Once they get beaten up, they will honestly pay back the money…"

The group of thugs chattered endlessly.

They brazenly discussed how to deal with Mo Bingyun.

They had been warned not to touch a single hair on Mo Bingyun.

The cold woman also warned them to speed up their coercive tactics, and everything else was up to them.

The few thugs began to put on a hard-working act.

Well, it couldn't really be called an act,

it was more like playing their true selves.

"Don't you dare hurt my mother…"

Mo Feng, standing behind, noticed the expressions of the thugs and was filled with furious anger.

He ran up and blocked the way in front of Mo Bingyun.

He stared at the group of thugs with a hostile expression.

"It's this brat again. Does he really think he can do whatever he wants just because he's young?"

"I'm going to beat you to a pulp and teach you a lesson on behalf of your elders…"

A thug stepped forward and hauled Mo Feng over.

Picking up a broken bamboo strip from the ground, he started beating and scolding him.

"Told you to meddle! Told you to meddle! I'll beat you to death!"

"Keep your voice down, don't beat this brat to death, don't mess things up."

Painting, who was called teacher, waved a hand.

"Rest assured, I know my limits. It's not that easy to beat this kid to death."

Slap, slap, slap…

The bamboo strip continuously fell onto Mo Feng's body.

Pain!!

So painful!!

The bamboo strip landed on his body.

Mo Feng winced in pain, baring his teeth.

But he clenched his teeth tightly, refusing to let himself make a sound.

These thugs actually beat even a child.

They simply weren't human.

The thugs didn't care about anything else.

This was also a method to threaten Mo Bingyun and force her to pay back the money.

The leading thug glanced over and smiled at Mo Bingyun, saying,

"Judge Mo, you wouldn't want your son to be beaten to death alive, right?"

Mo Bingyun couldn't bear it in her heart.

Even though she had fallen into disrepute, had her property cleaned out, and was burdened with countless debts all because of this son,

his original intention was also for her sake.

Especially since Mo Feng was still so young.

The thugs struck without mercy; he might really be beaten to death.

As a righteous judge, she could not tolerate this; let him go!

"Hehe, it seems Judge Mo didn't take my words to heart."

The leading thug sneered and instructed his lackeys,

"Hit him, keep hitting him, beat him to death…"

"Alrighty."

The lackey hit even harder.

Mo Feng suffered the misfortune.

He was originally in the body of an eight-year-old child.

Before his Transmigration, he was still an idiot, and his Physique was terrible.

If he kept getting beaten like this,

he felt he wasn't far from death.

[Ding… Mo Feng is furious, Emotion Points +999…]

Seeing this, Mo Bingyun said,

"Let him go, please. I really have no money to pay back the debts…"

"No money? If you have no money, don't you know how to borrow from someone?"

"You used to be a grand judge after all, you must have some wealthy connections, right?"

"Besides, you have so many simps. If you just pool them together, wouldn't you raise enough?"

The leading thug offered his opinion.

Seeing Mo Feng beaten so miserably, Mo Bingyun grew anxious.

"Stop hitting him, someone's going to die! If anything happens, I'll sue you for child abuse."

"With my reputation now, who would be willing to lend me money? Who would be willing to lend me 1.5 billion…"

Triggered the keyword "1.5 billion".

Mo Bingyun's tone suddenly paused.

It seemed someone was indeed willing to lend her 1.5 billion to pay off the debts.

Searching her memories,

the scene of Xu Hao at her house that day quickly surfaced.

He had expressed his willingness to help her.

It was just that these past few days, she had been flustered and overwhelmed.

She also didn't want to accept Xu Hao's help, so she had gradually forgotten about it.

She really didn't want to accept Xu Hao's money.

1.5 billion! She would never be able to pay it back in her lifetime.

She would only be able to be Xu Hao's slave for the rest of her life.

Just a few times had already tortured her into developing psychological trauma.

A lifetime—she couldn't even imagine it.

But did she have any other choice?

Aside from herself, she had nothing left.

Being able to still arouse Xu Hao's interest was already lucky.

What reason did she have not to agree?

The leading thug remained unmoved.

"That's none of my business. Anyway, if you don't pay back the money today, I'll beat your son to death…"

Beat Mo Feng to death?

And right in front of her?

Mo Bingyun's last bit of hesitation was shattered.

She hurriedly took out her phone.

She found the number that brought forth nightmares at just a glance.

She clicked to dial it.

The call connected.

Mo Bingyun said apprehensively,

"Master, please help me…"

Mo Bingyun didn't know if Xu Hao was still interested in her.

If he said he was tired of playing with her and left her alone, it would be over.

Fortunately, Xu Hao's interest in her was still there.