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"How is it, it's not as expected by my sister. Humph, if I hadn't come to save you, you would have been left with mold in prison!"

The prison guards naturally couldn't understand any of these words in Chinese. He didn't understand. They just talked well with him, but now they talked about the language he couldn't understand.

Pu Jinshu, who was just taken out for breakfast, had to smile with a disappointed smile on his face.

"Okay, thank you Sister Gong, if it weren't for you!"

When it comes to what women don’t like to hear the most, of course, Pu Jinshu doesn’t have any good results.

"Hey, boy, don't say I didn't remind you, the sister on the shore keeps her word. If she doesn't obey, she will send you back to prison and stay in prison for a few more days!"

Gong Zi's threat is definitely effective. For Gong Zi, there is nothing to do with Pu Jinshu, but the person below...

"Oh, the island owner's woman is getting more and more beautiful, but this is not gentle at all. Don't say I didn't remind you, women who are island owners should be gentler, otherwise they will be hung up and beaten..."

"He dares!"

Gong Zi answered intuition, and the most wrong thing she did was to answer Abdul Zhemal. She had never been together before, but she didn't know how powerful this talkative man was.

"Of course, the island owner dares. Also, have you never heard of this woman? You should look like a woman... When I was a child, I met such a woman..."

Gong Zi was impatient and fierce: "Hey, are you a bastard? Believe it or not, I'll ask someone to sew your mouth..."

Abdul Zhemal looked disbelief and not only pouted. It seemed that it was definitely not a shame to sew Gong Zi's mouth for Zhao Fubo, but it was a kind of honor. Although he pouted, he definitely said a lot, and even though he pouted, he would not stop talking.

"Look, you actually call a bastard. This is not a sign that a woman should say. You can't look like this. You have to be a lady, otherwise the island owner will not like you!"

Gong Zi had to frown at Abdul Zhemal's nagging, and the charming smile on her face showed a little bitterness, indicating that she was really helpless.

The prison officer looked at Abdul Zhemal and held the hilt of the knife in his hand. Perhaps only Gong Zizi's eyes could make this guy never see the sun tomorrow.

"Hey, it's really annoying to meet such a guy. Let's go in and have breakfast!"

The prisoners in the prison were sitting in groups of three or five in the prison yard. The woman whom the prison officials liked brought them a good enjoyment. The sweet milk tea and the meat-cooked cake made these prisoners deeply attracted.

Compared to them, it would be a bit shabby to visit the food that Gong Zi brought to the "prisoners". Although it was also a meat patty taken out in a basket, they did not have the sweet milk tea to drink.

"Try it, this is what I brought from the province of Cote!"

Gong Zi had a charming smile on her face, and she was diligently putting milk and candy cubes into the prison officer's tea. She stirred the small spoon a few times and personally brought it to the prison officer's hands.

"Try it, are these things good? I want to open a restaurant in Aden City. Then you will have to take care of me!"

Gong Zi's words pointed out his "target", which also made the prison officer feel relieved. He has always doubted his feelings, as if the beautiful woman in front of him has too much attentiveness. Because he has to admit that she is very charming and very attractive. But a woman who does not wear an Arabic Abaya robe always makes him feel uncomfortable.

Now, since she is the owner of a restaurant in the future, her attentiveness is not too special. It is natural for a woman from another place to come here to do business and be protected by a local officer.

As for what she had revealed intentionally or unintentionally, what had something to do with the governor, the prison officer at this time was attributed to it as a little trick used by women to protect themselves. He could understand the fear of a woman from another place doing business.

"Ah, please rest assured about this matter. As long as I am not on duty, I will naturally go to the restaurant to taste your skills. To be honest, just this cup of tea has already made me taste that sweet taste!"

When talking about the "sweet taste", his eyes looked at Gong Zi in a daze. It seemed that he was not tasting milk tea, but something on the woman in front of him.

Just as he was enjoying Gong Zi's service, the "girls" were also diligently adding milk tea to the soldiers. This sweet drink was very popular with the Arabs and was also popular with these prisoners. The only thing they didn't like was that these girls seemed to be unwilling to talk.

Gong Zi's plan was good, but the things in the world were almost impossible to be perfect. Just as breakfast was in progress, a jailer who was very lustful made her plan completely ruin.

A soldier who had eaten his meat pie and had enough milk tea suddenly took the hand of a "girl" who walked by him. The woman wearing a black and fat woman completely covered the beautiful Abaya robe. When she passed by, the soldier who had just drunk milk tea, suddenly pulled her robe.

Muke's soldiers were similar to his. He immediately stopped and stared at the prison guard viciously from the cover cloth. But the latter was not afraid at all at this time. Instead, he frivolously pulled the hem of his cover cloth, looking at the look of a slight momentum.

This made Muke's subordinates stop and had to confront him. Also, if the soldier under Muke only looked at his eyes, it would be quite good. But he could not speak, which naturally caused the jailer to misunderstand that she did not object to him like this.

Although the eyes were full of anger, I was not stopped by the other party, which made the prison guard's courage even stronger.

"Look at her, what beautiful eyes, have you seen them?"

The jailer let out a show-off cry to the other soldiers, and his actions also won him the soldiers' chaotic applause. The "girls" who saw this scene were all nervous at this time. The only difference between Bi Jing and the real girl was that this useless Abaya robe was blocked.

"Hey, girl, my class will be finished in a while. Can I go to see your family?"

Although in the Arab Empire, there is no need to worry about what these rough soldiers would do. The Imam in charge may chop off the evil things he did when he did. However, the "girl" who was dragged on the masked cloth was not to leave, nor to stay.

Amid the jailer's chaotic laughter, everyone looked at Gong Zi with her eyes, but she was the only one here, a real woman. As for Muke, he and two other soldiers here, it is not a good choice to use swords and guns.

"Hey, let her go, how can you do this..."

Gong Zi slapped the table and stood up. Her sharp voice and of course her invincible charm made her eyes focus on her.

"This...is really..."

The prison officer who was still enjoying Gong Zi's gentleness just now also felt that something was wrong with this matter. He never knew that his subordinates would do such a thing on such occasions.

Gong Zi just shook her head gently at him, as if she was signaling her to handle the matter. Almost at the same time, a sudden feeling of heavy head and light feet eroded his mind, and the scenery in front of him seemed to be shaking.

He sat at the table and held his head with his hands, as if it was something extremely heavy. Looking at the tea bowl on the table, his eyes showed a look of disbelief. At this time, the jailers sitting in the yard also felt something was wrong, and they were all head-heavy.

The person who was trying hard to remember only half straightened up, and then fell on his companion. Gong Zi took a few steps away from the prison officer who was holding his head with his hands at the table. He looked at his condition again. The charming smile under his face was calmed before he spitting out two words to Muke.

"Do it!"

Muke, who received Gong Zi's signal, took out a dagger from his upwards without making a sound and quietly came to the prison officer's back. At this time, the prison officer who had no idea that his life was about to lose was almost falling down even though he was so dizzy that he was about to fall down. If his eyes were still attracted by Gong Zi's charming smile.

In fact, when she really started to fight, Gong Zi had no smile on her face. She even turned her face away in the face of the blood that was about to come.

Muke, who came to the prison officer's back, suddenly moved his forehead with his hand, revealing his neck. The dagger that was passing cold light in his hand quickly penetrated the prison officer's neck, then drew through a semicircle, and then quickly retreated backwards.

The prison officer raised his head and made a "hoho" sound from his throat. Blood flowed out from his neck like a fountain, and the cut area was instantly stained with the armor on his neck and turned bright red.

Almost at the same time, the "girls" wearing fat black Abaya robe also moved their hands one by one. As soon as they pulled, the masked cloth on their faces was thrown aside. Although they were very young, the hair and beard on their faces still showed their true identities.

"Everyone tied up, and those who are disobedient will be killed!"

Gong Zi gave an order and found the feeling of being the leader. However, she soon discovered that Muke and his men killed people without anyone asking for instructions, and she even had to stop them.

"Don't kill them all, slaves can be sold for money! You group of prodigal sons from the Military Law Department!"
Chapter completed!