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Two days later.

Nalan Ruoruo was dressed in prison uniforms, wearing shackles and shackles, and walked staggering in a team, thinking of the words of the so-called strategist Wu Qi'an, there were only countless hehehes left in his heart......

Because she didn't expect that the purpose of Wu Qi'an's gang of sluts calculating the Ma family was to let her do the fine work.

In ancient times, this kind of profession didn't end well at all, so she didn't pay attention to it, mainly because the mentally retarded Xiaolongren asked her to save the blackened son of luck was also a stumbling slot.

Originally, Nalan Ruoruo wanted to refuse, but when she listened to Xiaolongren cautiously mention the trace, she found that she had no reason to refuse.

Tracing back, tracing back to a lonely city.

If it weren't for Xiaolongren mentioning it, she would have almost forgotten about this person.

The ones who will be sent to the frontier are not the most vicious people, they are full of blood, and even those soldiers who are in charge of escorting dare to kill and feed the wolves, what else can't they do?

The place of distribution was very far away, and life was hard along the way, and the number of these shackled prisoners was decreasing every day.

Sickness, beatings, assassinations, suicides, were all talismans for the prisoners.

Of course, it was also that group of soldiers.

It's not that no one has ever tried to escape, but they are either thrown to wolves along the way, or their heads are cut off by the soldiers.

Even in order to ensure that the journey can be accelerated, the soldiers and soldiers will personally deal with a group of old, weak, sick and disabled, survival of the fittest, which is originally the most basic rule of survival, but it is very obvious in this team of 100 prisoners.

Nalan Ruoruo can't die, so she can only find a way to protect herself.

As a relatively hidden identity, the fewer people you know, the better, so except for the general and Wu Qi'an who led the way, no one knows the identity of Nalan Ruoruo, he is an ordinary rich son, because he killed people at a young age, so he was only sentenced to be in the army.

Speaking of Ma Wencai's body, he was born rich and noble, he didn't suffer anything, and the soul of a woman lived in it, which made his face look very immature, although he was eighteen years old, it was believed that he was fourteen years old.

When sleeping, a group of officials in order to prevent the prisoners from escaping, connected everyone's shackles together, so that sleeping will inevitably have some physical contact, and those who come are outlaws, how can they tolerate this kind of insult, they can't move the soldiers, so they have to take the people around them to open the knife, were stabbed to death with wooden sticks, cut off their hands and feet and threw out of the team.

Survival of the fittest, as long as they don't make a move on the soldiers, they should not see it.

Nalan Ruoruo was more lucky that night, because the one who was locked next to her was a long-term fierce god and a reckless man who had killed many people along the way.

This person's face is full of scars, and his body is very evil, and his eyes staring at her are just murderous, but there is also a sense of evil, which makes Nalan Ruoruo very uncomfortable.

"Little thing, it looks good." The scar man's eyes were attached to Nalan Ruoruo's body, the color of ** flashed in his eyes, and a pair of big palms were naturally placed on Nalan Ruoruo's waist, "It's really thin, like a girl!" ”

Nalan Ruoruo glanced at the paw and nodded with a smile, "It's okay, I'm satisfied, does my brother want it?" ”

She asked if the scar man wanted a slender waist like her, who knew that as soon as the words came out, a few people who seemed to be in the same place as the scar man laughed, their faces were full of Y light, "Boss, the boss still hasn't answered, this little thing must be unable to wait......"

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