Chapter 431 The Sacrifice of Shame
"Where are the people?" Ugly mother-in-law's rustling voice sounded, and her footsteps were so soft that Charlee Ford and William Bryan would have almost missed her if they hadn't made any noise.
They are in a very narrow place. If ugly mother-in-law comes over, she is bound to find them. Although she has poisoned her body, it is in their territory. If she really grabs her and tortures her, Charlee Ford can only be regarded as losing more than it gains.
William Bryan, of course, knew this, so he thought for a moment, then fished Charlee Ford into his arms and pressed her in the corner.
Two people stick very close, William Bryan's warm breath spurts on her body, stirring up a layer of goose bumps on Charlee Ford's body.
Ugly mother-in-law's voice more and more close, Charlee Ford nervous can't help but clench William Bryan's clothes.
Just then, the ugly mother-in-law suddenly turned to the guards behind her and said, "There is no one here. Go and have a look at other places."
The guards naturally listened to the ugly mother-in-law, and they all scattered and went to other places. The ugly mother-in-law followed closely and left. Seeing that they were all gone, Charlee Ford finally breathed a sigh of relief.
William Bryan let go of her, thought about it, and suddenly lowered his head and touched her lips gently.
Charlee Ford looked up at him in surprise, lowered his voice and said angrily, "Are you crazy? This is under the nose of others."
"Well," said William Bryan, rubbing her lips, and then, after a moment, adding, "Be obedient and get out of here."
"OK, I see." Charlee Ford nodded, glanced at him, and then stopped. "But if I go, how will the king cope with it?"
William Bryan raised his eyebrows and looked expressionless. "Just give it to me."
"Well, then," said Charlee Ford, turning back three times. "Can you really get the Bauhinia? Will there be no other problems?"
William Bryan was helpless: "You don't believe me?"
Charlee Ford, of course, would not disbelieve him. Seeing that he was so sure, he hesitated for a moment, turned and wanted to leave.
Before leaving, William Bryan took her hand. Charlee Ford looked back doubtfully and asked, "What's the matter?"
William Bryan pointed to her slightly cool clothes, but her face was not very good-looking. "Change this."
Charlee Ford glanced at her clothes. It was the first time she wore them. Naturally, she felt a little novel. "What's the matter? I think it's quite beautiful, isn't it beautiful?"
William Bryan's deep, dark eyes flashed with displeasure. He gritted his teeth and said word by word, "No, OK, look."
Charlee Ford curled his lips. "OK, I'll change. I'll go first." She said, a flash of body shape, then quickly disappeared.
Rao is William Bryan know her skill is excellent, also can't help some helpless.
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Charlee Ford quickly flickered away from the palace. She was originally a person who was good at speed. She had been locked up in the training room by Mr. Kim for so long, and her skills became more agile, so it was not difficult for her to leave the palace.
After leaving the palace, Charlee Ford did not meet Mr King immediately.
Mr King had implanted a tracker in her body, so that as long as the tracker was not broken, people on both sides could join together with the tracker.
Charlee Ford first went into the mall, bought a suit and changed it.
At the checkout, the cashier couldn't help but look at Charlee Ford. She didn't care, and she was about to go out with her changed clothes.
At this moment, the cashier's little sister stopped her and said, "This lady, I advise you to buy a veil."
"What's the matter?" Charlee Ford raised her eyebrows. She was not from Yongle Island and had no habit of wearing veils, but she saw that many girls in the street wore veils.
When the cashier saw that she didn't know anything, he lowered his voice and said, "Miss sister, you are a foreigner. I don't think you know it. It will be a gladiator competition in Yongle Island soon. After the gladiator competition, Yongle Island will hold a sacrifice. At that time, the king will choose twelve girls among the people, who will look good and then go as sacrifices."
"As a sacrifice?" Charlee Ford couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked, "Will you die?"
The cashier shook his head and saw that there were few people in the mall, so he continued to talk to Charlee Ford. "Death won't die, but it will be very..." She said, looking a little wriggled, and a touch of shyness appeared in her eyes.
Yu Jiu90 was confused and leaned forward to ask, "Which one?"
The cashier blushed and continued to wriggle: "As a sacrifice, you should take off your clothes and parade through the streets."
Charlee Ford understood instantly.
Think about that picture, it's really shameful.
The cashier saw that her expression was dull and indifferent, thinking that she didn't know the seriousness of the matter, so he said: "When the king chooses sacrifices, he will choose beautiful ones among the people, so everyone wears veils when going out during this time. Miss, you are so beautiful and beautiful, so you must protect yourself."
"OK, thank you for your reminder." Charlee Ford nodded and left the shop with his things.
She went out and took a taxi to a hotel.
At the front desk, she gave the room number where Mr. Kim was, and the lady at the front desk had already been ordered to wait for her there.
Charlee Ford was taken to the door of the hotel room. She rang the bell. For a moment, the door was opened by a man in a black robe.
Charlee Ford walked in. There was a smell of smoke inside. Mr. King was smoking with her pipe in his hand.
"Back?" When Mr. King saw Charlee Ford, he waved to her with a smile and asked, "How is it? How does it feel to go to the palace and turn around?"
Charlee Ford was not surprised at all that he knew that he had gone to the palace.
Both men have trackers that track each other, and he can locate his position.
"Well," said Charlee Ford, who sat down before him and poured herself a glass of water, and when she had finished, she looked up and asked, "There will be a ceremony after the gladiator?"
"What's the matter, why do you suddenly care about this?" Mr. King asked.
Charlee Ford shook his head, his eyes deep.
Mr. King rearranged a room for Charlee Ford. After a few conversations, she went back to her room to rest. In the evening, Mr. King told her to go downstairs to eat.
There is a big restaurant downstairs in the hotel, where all the food is self-help. Charlee Ford puts on a mask and robes and goes into the restaurant to choose dishes.
There was a twittering voice behind him:
"Lie trough, these seafood are airlifted? The people here are too rich. There are so many delicious foods in a small hotel."
"Can you put away this appearance that you have never seen the world? It's really shameful."
"Don't forget our mission here, not to eat."