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Chapter 110 Skuffington's Handcuffs 12

 One hour later.

Those who complete fifteen items are allowed to go out and weed.

Yun Tuan pulled out all the finished products hidden under the seat and barely put them together - this was a good time to go out for observation. If she let it go, she would have to wait another 24 hours.

However, no tools were issued for the weeding mission, and everyone was just carried to a piece of grassland like little chickens.

"Clean this place up within 90 minutes. If anyone is lazy and I find out, leave their legs there."

The patrolman said, holding up the thermos cup and taking a sip.

When she put the cup down, there was a crunching sound like a hard object hitting it inside.

...It is also a good idea to store ice water in a thermos cup.

Yun Tuan looked at it and licked her dry lips. She felt a little thirsty, but she didn't dare to drink other people's water.

There is always a smell of burnt-sweet grass in the afternoon.

The sunlight shines on the grass blades through the gaps in the leaves, and the faint flashes are like water droplets on the leaves that have not yet dried.

She looked around and saw all the inmates squatting down. They broke off the overgrown grass and put the residue into their pockets with extremely skillful movements.

Yun Tuan also squatted down and pulled weeds here for a while, then moved to another angle to pull weeds.

This forest is not big, covering about fifty steps, but it is surrounded by an iron mesh with high-voltage electricity. However, outside the iron mesh, there is a manhole cover.

The dark-skinned young man always followed her and didn't say anything, just wandering around her.

Yun Tuan finally couldn't help lowering his voice and yelled: "What on earth are you going to do?"

The alertness in Xu Shi's little girl's voice almost overflowed. Beixi smiled lowly and looked at her with his obsidian eyes, upright and without any scruples.

"Don't you know the patrolman's intention in sending you here?"

The clouds are silent.

"Look at this leaf, does it look like a girl's skirt?" Bei Xi picked up a dead leaf casually. The edge of the leaf was slightly raised and slightly jagged.

Yun Tuan's delicate eyebrows wrinkled, and she was a little confused - the respected [God of Hades] had no reason to get close to her.

If it was out of considerations of men and women, she and he should have started fighting long ago.

Besides, he looks a little dark, but he's handsome enough, and with his respected status, as long as he hooks his finger, both men and women will stick to him.

Why are you leaning over so angrily and talking nonsense metaphors?

"Like."

Yun Tuan concentrated on folding the blades of grass that were too high and said perfunctorily.

Maybe asking this man for help is a shortcut to escape, but there is no need for her to give up her bottom line in a game.

Beixi tore the dead leaves into small pieces, "Without my instructions, your skirts and those of those women would have been torn into pieces like this."

"Don't you care, Lord Count?"

"The Earl is very fond of this. He believes that a son born from a union of domestic servants is the one who is least likely to betray the manor." Bei Xi explained patiently. His eyes swept across the girl's slender neck, but he did not find the manor's son.

Brand.

That’s right.

"Don't tell anyone else about these doubts, intruder."

Yun Tuan looked back in shock, and the word "intruder" exploded in her mind like a thunderbolt from the clear sky.

Is this an Aboriginal person?

Why do the aborigines in the dungeon have this awareness?

"Shh, good boy, don't look at people like that, the guys here will bite you to death."

The warm breeze blows across my forehead, bringing a drowsy lullaby.

"Are there often intruders?" Yun Tuan changed to a weeding posture that did not rely so much on the strength of his waist and abdomen, and remained calm.

"Maybe, I don't often grab people by the scruff of the neck and look at them. Those who try to escape are not branded. Of course, they may have gouged them out themselves."

The man's words rang in her ears, and the warm air made Yun Tuan feel uncomfortable, but she couldn't jump up like a spring.


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