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Why do slaves make it difficult for slaves?

It was already past twelve when he returned to the slave shelter.

Bao Ye got off from Sister Jing's car and saw ten slaves kneeling on the ground in front of the shed that he lived in. Each of them stood up straight and raised a bowl of water with their hands.

If a drop of water spilled from the bowl, the punishment would be increased.

Deacon Lin put away his whip and coldly snorted: "Bring the salt."

The eyes of the slaves turned red as they glared at Deacon Lin.

When Bao Ye saw the wounds from the whips on the slaves, he squinted his eyes and walked over with a smile, "Yo, Deacon Lin is punishing the slaves?"

Deacon Lin's gaze swept across his clothes and the backpack behind him. He didn't reply, but his heart was full of caution. He had just lost the care of his boss, area of disorder Yu Ling, and now she was picking him up for dinner. He really didn't know what Yu Ling saw in him, whether it was appearance or appearance, and whether she had the ability or not.

Don't tell me that you think Ugly Slave really knows how to concoct drugs?

What a bunch of idiots. If Ugly Slave really had the ability, then he wouldn't need Boss Jin's constant protection.

As for the injurious drug that cured Old Luo, it was most likely stolen from Boss Jin.

Bao Ye looked at the slaves: "Seriously, why are you making mistakes and making things difficult for Deacon Lin and the others? Do you know that they don't actually want to hit you, but if their masters were to find out, they would be punished as well? "

The slaves glared at Bao Ye in anger.

Deacons was confused as to why Bao Ye would speak up for them.

"Hit you guys? It's not like they have any rewards, but instead, they're worried that you guys might awaken your godly powers in the future and be stronger than them. What if you guys get revenge?" I've heard that a lot of Deacons died in the hands of Awakened Slaves. " Bao Ye sighed, "Why do slaves have to make things difficult for slaves."

"…" Deacons and the others were all smart people, of course, he understood the meaning behind his words, which was when they were asked to punish the slaves. Since the owners of the slaves couldn't see it, and didn't give them any rewards, why torture them like this?

"I'm so sleepy. I'm going to sleep." Bao Ye yawned and said to the slaves that were peeping, "You guys should also go to bed quickly. There's nothing to worry about. Without the consent of the masters, Deacons wouldn't dare to beat them to death."

Deacons and the others: "..."

Deacon Lin looked at Bao Ye's back and gritted his teeth as he said, "This Ugly Slave is really too arrogant."

"The salt is here." One of them, Deacons, came over with a bowl of salt.

Deacons and the others looked at each other, then at the slaves with red eyes. One of them, Deacons, yawned: "I'm sleepy."

Deacons also followed: "The punishment is almost done, it's time to go to bed."

"What about this bowl of salt?" Deacons, who brought the salt, asked.

Deacons, who had said that he was sleepy, looked at Deacon Lin. "Deacon Lin said that he wanted salt. You give it to him."

Deacon Lin said angrily, "What do you mean by that?"

"Isn't that the salt you asked for?"

Deacon Lin: "..."

Deacons, who had brought the salt, sensed that something was wrong. He quickly handed Deacon Lin the bowl and went back to bed with the rest of Deacons.

Deacon Lin held the salt and looked the slaves in the eye. The anger in their eyes shocked him, but he could not bring himself to let them go. He angrily whipped them a few times before saying, "All of you, scram."

The slaves slowly lowered their stiff hands, placed the bowls on the ground, then helped each other stand up, dragging their painful bodies back into the shed.

"Fuck you!" Deacon Lin took the bowl to where no one was and threw it to the ground.

"Clang clang ~ ~" The sound of a bowl breaking was especially loud in the night.

Deacon Lin was shaking with anger, and not only was he angry that the Davies had left him to go to bed, but he was also angry that Bao Ye had said, "Ugly —"

One day he was going to kill him.

Inside the shed, everyone hurriedly cleaned up the wounds on their backs. Luckily they didn't sprinkle salt on the wounds, otherwise, they wouldn't need to sleep tonight.

Someone could not help but ask in a low voice, "How did you offend Master?"

The punished slave forced a smile and said, "I just accidentally splashed water at Master's feet, and Master got angry."

Another slave who had been punished followed, "I was punished because I lost my grip on the object and fell it to the ground."

"I just coughed …" The other people's reason for being punished was outrageous, the shed were filled with sorrow.

When Bao Ye heard their words, he silently sighed.