Chapter 302: Trapped in chaos (middle)

Chapter 302 is trapped in chaos
When Arthur woke up, he found himself in a soft bed.
The pink, silky sheets are embroidered with gold and silver thread, which is incomparably luxurious.
Arthur was in a panic. He must have been caught by some unknown group and imprisoned in this cell.
He got up and his head still hurts. It seems that he was hit by the unidentified hidden weapon, and the skull was shaken. Now it is still a wave of dizziness. It may also be the effect of poison.
Is it a sweat medicine? His throat is dry and indescribable, which is similar to the sweat medicine he knows.
It is embarrassing that these unidentified attackers dared to kidnap Arthur in broad daylight.
Parliament? That is the only possibility.
Arthur resisted the pain and dizziness of his head, reached out to find a weapon that could be used, but could not find anything - expected.
There are no weapons.
Arthur found himself naked in the body, and did not wear anything except a pair of pants.
Moreover, this pink, fancy with red hearts, is not his. He must have been stripped of it and replaced it with something.
Unreasonable. What is the council doing? If you want to kill Arthur, you should have started, but you are doing these inexplicable halls? Is it necessary to humiliate him before killing him?
Arthur’s head stopped and stopped in the pain, and the mind could not run smoothly. The door was also opened at this time.
A woman with a whip and a mask mask with pink feathers and a black leather coat came in. The metal buckles on her body rubbed against each other, making a harsh squeak, which exacerbated Arthur's headache.
Arthur was nervous and hurried to find a weapon. There was a weapon in the room - he had to grab a pink table lamp with one hand and shouted threateningly: "Who are you? What do you want? The parliament sent you?!"
"Oh, yes, bad boy, the parliament wants me to pack you up!" The woman sneered, twisting her into it, and the catwalk seemed to originate from an authentic fashion show.
She raised the whip on her hand and made a squeaking sound, and her high heels squeaked with her pacing.
The whip is just an ordinary leather whip. It doesn't look like any enchantment. How does it look like a weapon with a killing meaning? And with such a slow attack, Arthur can easily avoid it - wait, is it toxic on the whip?
wrong. Oops! Arthur remembered that he was dizzy now, and his poison had not subsided. It was really difficult to avoid such an attack. The parliament sent this woman to kill him, but also to torture him to death with this kind of tepid means?
Sure enough, I want to humiliate him to death. The heart of the parliament is full of viciousness!
Arthur couldn't help but panic. Being humiliated is not a big problem, and Arthur was used to being humiliated from an early age. However, wearing only a pair of crotch, it is so dead under the whip of a strange woman, this way of death is really too embarrassing!
How to do? Do you want to bite your tongue? This may still be dead and dignified.
How the corpse will be arranged, how to shamefully display in front of the world, that is another matter, anyway, Arthur can not control.
Arthur had already made a sense of death, and the woman had already come to Arthur, and her whip was about to fall.
Just as the woman’s whip was hitting Arthur’s moment, the door was knocked open by a man, and Yagelovy exclaimed:
You got the wrong room, Catherine! It’s right here—

"Oh, really? But he looks like a ugly one--" Catherine's whips and women turned to look at Jaglovy, and Arthur couldn't help but look at the playboy. I saw that Jagrovi was wearing pink pants, but it was also naked.
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Arthur thought about what was going on. He was so scared by the skin whip woman, sweating, and the mind began to wake up a little.
Regardless of the whips, he rushed to Yagelov with anger: "You! Explain to me what is going on! You colluded with the parliament and kidnapped me?!"
His cousin looked blank: "What are you talking about?!"
"Don't deny it! This woman is the killer sent by the parliament!" Arthur pointed at the leather whip woman wearing black leather.
"Well, Arthur cousin, your imagination is really rich." Jaglovy smiled slyly. "Do you know where it is?"
"A certain confinement facility in Parliament?"
"No, here is--" Jaglovy snorted in Arthur's ear, and Arthur's face immediately became red!
"What is Shish?! You actually brought me to this place?! What is your purpose! Want to kill me here to hide your eyes and ears?!" Arthur looked angry.
"Hahahahahaha you are crazy!? How do you open your mouth and kill and kill? There are so many plots in this world!" Yagelov smiled. "You accidentally drank Pasiva's liqueur, and Your magical amount of alcohol makes you immediately drunk. We originally wanted to move you back, but your kid spit us all, and all three of us were all dirty. We had to come to this place to rest.
"Oh, [No]]? Arthur didn't trust his face. If the clothes are dirty, will you not go back to Elsenberg to replace them?
"Ah, hahahaha. Listen, Arthur." Jaglovy put another hand on Arthur's arm and pretended to say:
"The next step is the cousin's [adult entertainment time]. I see you are still a pure baby, not prepared for you [surprise]. If you are afraid, you will hide in your own room, We will see you tomorrow, understand?"
"Then how do you explain this -" Arthur pointed to the whips of a woman.
"Ah, hahahaha, Catherine just entered the wrong room. I promise that she will never bother you again." Jaglovy said, "You will lock the door of the room and sleep well tonight."
"Is that the whip woman is coming to you?" Arthur's face is purple-black: "Your interest is really strange (you are perverted)."
"Hey, adult things, don't worry about children!" Jaglovy led his whip queen out of the room.
Before leaving, he also probed in to Arthur: "Yes, Arthur cousin - you are terrible."
"What is terrible?"
"Hey, the clothes are for me to take off for you. The bath is Paiwa for you. We all saw it." His gaze swept down: "It’s a terrible monster. You drag such a heavy If you are burdened, don’t you feel tired?"
"Noisy, perverted!" Arthur was furious and put the door on one hand, almost no fan on the face of Yagelov.
From the door, Jaglovy’s wretched smile came, and his laughter and the laughter of the whip queen were mixed and gradually moved away.
Arthur checked the door lock three times in a row and determined that the door had been locked and sighed deeply. He is really tired.
He wanted to sleep in bed, but he saw the luxurious sheets on the big bed, but there was no desire to sleep on it: the sheets didn't know how many people slept on them, and they didn't know how many people were polluted. . I feel sick when I think of it.
He took a blanket that looked like it was too clean, rolled his body, and lay down on the sofa.
Arthur, who stayed in this complicated place, would have been jokes for a while if they were known by Bedieville.
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Difficulties hit, completely stunned Arthur’s thinking. He lost consciousness in a rush.