Chapter 347: Persecution Delusion

This was an exquisitely decorated presidential suite, but it was in a mess at the moment.
There was a man with a bruised face and a swollen skin on the ground, with a dog collar around his neck and the other end in Tang Baoer's hand.
Tang Baoer held the dog leash in one hand and a small whip in the other, and whipped the man who was crawling on the ground like a dog from time to time.
In addition, there were several girls crowded together wearing nurse uniforms, school uniforms, bikinis,...