Chapter 1038 Injured

Passing through a branch of vigorous branches, I saw the rabbit stopped in front of the purple wisteria. The boy who shot her with a slingshot sat under the white porch and cried.

He was crying and rubbing his eyes. The thin and frail little boy looked pitiful.

Wen Qiao walked towards her, and when he was about to reach the purple wisteria flower trellis, suddenly, her feet became empty and she fell down.

No. 3 and Su Ce rushed over, but they couldn't hold her back. Wen Qiao seemed to have fallen into an abyss.

Fortunately, the pit was not deep, about three meters, about the height of a floor. She fell suddenly, and without any psychological defense, she fell heavily to the ground.

The pain on her body was severe. She lowered her eyes and saw that for some reason, there were several bloody wounds on her arms.

She never expected that there would be such a big trap in front of such a mansion, on such an exquisite lawn.

What kind of bad taste does this Shen family have?

What's wrong with this family?

The pit was very deep and narrow, and could only accommodate two people at most. The light was dim at the moment, so she stood up with difficulty and reached out to hold the wall of the pit.

'Hiss' Wen Qiao suddenly retracted his hand, and his eyes adapted to the dim light and saw that there were several small blades on the wall of the pit.

What the fuck...

So who dug this hole? Who placed these blades?

No wonder she had several wounds on her arms, all of which were caused by these blades.

Su Ce and No. 3 ran to the pit.

"Acho, are you okay?"

These blades were very sharp. Wen Qiao actually gasped in pain, but he was afraid that his uncle would be worried, so he said blankly: "I'm fine."

Number 3: "I'm coming down to save you."

Wen Qiao: "Just find a rope and pull me up."

The little boy who was sitting and crying just now also lay down at the pit with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "One hundred and six."

Wen Qiao squinted at the eerie little boy: "What one hundred and six?"

"You are the 106th person who has been deceived and fallen into the trap. Most of them are girls. When they see me crying, they can't bear it anymore and have to run over to comfort me."

Wen Qiao:......

Sociopathic personality, right?

Why is it so dark?

"Are you sick?" Wen Qiao couldn't help but ask.

The little boy's face was a little distorted, his eyes were gloomy, he hummed, as if he had been greatly wronged, and then he turned away and ran away.

Wen Qiao:......

No. 3 had already asked the housekeeper to bring him a string of hemp rope. No. 3 hung the hemp rope down and pulled Wen Qiao up alone.

Only then did Su Ce see the blood marks on her arms. There were four blood marks on her left and right arms. There were also two tears in the jeans on her legs. There were probably injuries on her legs as well.

"how so?"

Wen Qiao touched his arm carelessly: "There are small blades around it. It's scratching. It's okay, uncle. It's just a slight injury."

Su Ce looked at the butler, Uncle Chen.

Uncle Chen still had a formulaic smile: "Young master is naughty, I hope Miss Wen doesn't mind."

Su Ce's eyes were stern and he was pulled down by Wen Qiao.

Wen Qiao: "...has he always been like this?"

Since Wen Qiao still had requests from the Shen family, she could only suppress her anger.

And Su Ce, because of Wen Qiao, had to endure it.

"The young master has a bit of a weird temper, but he really doesn't mean to hurt anyone."

Wen Qiao's eyebrows trembled. Does this mean you don't mean to hurt anyone?

Do you have to put a knife into your heart to be hurtful? It's really dumbfounding.

Wen Qiao glanced at the little boy who ran straight to the mansion, with a complicated expression: "Really?"