The bad boys were anxious and urged, "Take off quickly, don't waste time. We are still waiting to see the boss play Philly."

Azan shook his head, "No! I can do anything humiliating, but I won't take off my pants."

"Beat him! This **** is actually disobedient?"

As the bad boys said, they immediately pounced on Azan.

Charun said sharply, "Don't hit him."

Seeing Chalun's words, the bad boys had to step aside and stare fiercely at the shrinking Azan.

Charun stepped forward, patted Azan on the face, and sneered, "It seems that you are a principled person."

Azan closed his mouth tightly and said nothing.

"Many times, in order to keep the principles, you need to pay more than others. In real life, people without principles tend to live better, because without principles, there will be no ideological shackles, without ideological pressure, what to do Everything depends on temperament. Living like that makes you happier. Do you understand?"

Azan looked at Zharun who was talking and was at a loss.

"However, sticking to principles usually comes at a price. The price you have to pay is a beating."

Although it was the result that had long been expected, Azan could not help but shiver.

The bad boys whispered, "It's really a toast to not eat or drink fine wine."

Charun coughed and coughed, "Now, let this beating as a foreplay for me and Philip."

After Cha Lun finished speaking, he immediately sank his face and said sternly, "What are you doing in a daze? Don't you catch him for me."

Azan saw that there was something wrong, and immediately turned in exclamation and fled.

But he was standing in a circle of bad boys, where could he escape? He was caught by the group of children before he could run two steps.

"Bring him here."

The bad boys took Azan and walked to Chalun.

Charun bent down, grabbed a handful of mud from the ground, and said blankly, "Open your mouth."

Azan didn't respond. He looked at Chalun with an unkind look and couldn't help shaking.

"The boss told you to open your mouth, are you deaf?"

There was a bad boy nearby who kicked Azan's stomach, Azan screamed in pain and opened his mouth wide.

Charun took advantage of the situation and stuffed the mud in his hands into Azan's mouth, and said sharply, "Swallow! Swallow! Do you hear?"

Due to Chalun's lust, Ajahn had to swallow the mud in his stomach, but the discomfort caused by the mud entering his throat made him feel sick. He bent down, wow, and vomited it all.

Charun was furious, "You bastard, you vomited all? Who told you to vomit my mud."

Azan felt extremely wronged, wow, and cried.

"Sorry, I felt very sick just now, so I vomited. I didn't mean to vomit."

Charun roared, "If you vomit the mud I gave you, do you forget to say sorry?"

"But I really didn't mean it, sorry."

"I want you to eat mud. I'm sorry, do you understand? He is crying again. I hate watching people cry."

Charun waved his hand, "Beat me! Beat him to death!"

The bad boys immediately grabbed Azan, used their hands and feet together, and greeted Azan together.

Suddenly, Charun felt like he wanted to pee, so he immediately took out his life and gave a pee.

Seeing the yellow splashes of urine splashing in the dirt, he had a new idea of ​​punishing people again.

Charun picked up a branch and mixed the puddle of urine with mud into mud. Then he threw it away and clapped his hands.

"Okay, don't fight. Stop it first."

The bad boys immediately stop.

Charun grabbed Azan by the collar and pulled him to the puddle of urine. He kicked him and kicked him to the ground.

At this moment, Azan had been tortured into a manhood by the bad boys. He knelt in front of the urine, smelling the strong smell of urine, and immediately understood what it was.

Charun smirked, "Today, I want to watch you eat the mud. Now, I order you to eat the mud."

Azan frowned, "But these muds are obviously yours..."

"Huh, these mud are indeed made of my urine. But now, I order you to eat it."

"No! I can't eat it."

Azan refused, but his voice was as soft as a mosquito.

"Are you going to stick to the principle again? I said that sticking to the principle has a price. Just now you insisted on the principle and refused to take off your pants, which caused you to be beaten up now. Now that you stick to the principle, you are really dead. "

The bad boys said in unison, "Boss, stand back and watch us continue to teach this useless waste."

Charun hissed, "Don't make any noise, Azan is a delicate person, unlike you guys, he needs to communicate."

The bad boys snorted.

Charun patted Azan on the head and sneered, "It's very simple, you can choose between eating mud and being beaten, it depends on which one you choose."

Azan knelt before the stinky mud, wishing to cry without tears.

"Is it difficult for you to make such a choice? But if you continue to be beaten, you are likely to lose your life. You know, our small village, the emperor is far away, and the police cannot come once a year. Throwing a child is almost the same as throwing a chicken. Every time the police come to our village, they don’t come to ask the people for something, they come to find a woman. They don’t have time to care about the missing child."

Azan finally couldn't hold on any longer, he leaned down and got close to the mud. The pungent smell made him sneezes.

Charun smirked, "I'm so sorry, it's been hot recently, it may smell bad, you will just order it."

Azan pinched his nose in one hand, grabbed a handful of smelly mud and stuffed it into his mouth with the other, but as soon as the mud entered the mouth, he vomited out disgustingly.

"You or him, throw up again."

When Chalun saw this, he was immediately furious and kicked Azan into the mud. Now, the mud covered his face.

"Eat! Let me eat it all."

Azan sat in the mud, grabbed the mud and stuffed the ground into his mouth, his face blank.

Charun laughed, "Is it delicious?"

Seeing that Azan didn't respond, Chalun kicked him abruptly and roared, "You or him, say it's delicious, just say it!"

Azan choked while eating the mud, "It's delicious, it's so delicious."

Tears and mud dripped down her cheeks.

"Wow, it's delicious, then you can eat more."

The gang of bad boys took out their lifeblood and peeed one after another, and then became muddled like Charun.

"Quickly, eat all of these too."

Charun laughed loudly, "Azan, listen, today you must eat all the mud, otherwise you are not allowed to go home."

"The boss is talking to you, do you hear me?"

Someone came up and kicked Azan.

Ajahn Muran replied, "I heard it, don't finish eating, don't go home."