The Devil's Escape Diary

"You can go first, Your Highness." Darwin said, "Tomorrow someone will come to you to arrange a classroom or something for you. Before that, think about what you will say tomorrow. Friendly reminder, you only talk about the first class. Just talk about how you beat those killers away last night. Anna will stay here first. I have something to tell him."

"Yes." Hughes laughed: "Anyway, if you are willing to die, I will bury my life."

ps: I went to ask the painter girl about the progress before, and it really is... it really is... it really is a pigeon too!!!!!!!!

Obviously the four sketches are finished, but the details are not perfect!!

Picture: "Hey, hey, hey, hey", location: "Images/1542724851-100072907-102622765.jpg"

ps: Tired...

Finally, thank you for the 20 blades made by Qianxiao Huabo!!I can finally thank you!

Chapter 612: I have a job (four more)

Someone knocked on Seuss' door early the next morning.

At first, Hughes thought it was someone from the academy, but when he opened the door, Marshall was standing outside with squinting eyes.

Seeing Seuss opening the door, Marshall turned his head and squeezed in.

"What are you doing!" Hughes stopped Michelle on the side of his buttocks, but he pushed Marshall out with his waist: "I am not the only one who lives here, there are so many girls. It’s not a polite to come in as you say!"

Marshall was anxious: "So why are you in there with so many girls!"

"How fresh." Hughes walked out and closed the door: "Why can't I be in this place of residence?"

"You, you, you." Marshall stomped angrily.

After holding back for a long time, Marshall came out: "You shameless!"

Hughes: "??????"

"What are you talking about?" Hugh said hello with a face.

"There are so many girls in your house! Shameless!" Marshall turned his head to look at Seuss: "Shameless!"

Hughes: "........"

"Brother." Hughes looked helpless: "You are so old you are, okay, go back, go back, don't trouble me here."

"No!" Marshall walked inside: "I have to go in and watch, you can't do bad things!"

"Eh eh eh." Hughes stretched out his hand to stop Marshall: "Everyone divides the room, don't you make a mess for me?"

Marshall's eyes rolled, and he lowered his head abruptly to get under the arm of Seuss, and said, "No! I have to watch!"

"Oh, fuck me." Hughes pressed his wrist and pulled Marshall back: "What are you doing!"

Naturally, Marshall couldn't compare to Xiu's tremendous strength, and when he was pulled back, he suddenly lifted his leg and clamped it towards Seuss' waist.

If this is caught, Marshall is probably the rhythm with his legs crossed on Seuss.

How can this Husse agree?

With a light step on his foot, Marshall was suddenly bounced off by a force when he was about to pinch him.

Hughes threw Marshall away.

Marshall rolled around on the ground, and he stared at Seuss: "I must go in today!"

With that said, Marshall rushed towards Seuss again.

"You're sick!" Hughes looked at Marshall who was rushing over, grabbed his waist, then drew a circle under his feet, and threw Marshall out again!

Both sides did not use the power of the elements, relying on their own power.

This time Marshall rolled on the ground a few more times and then turned over and rushed towards Seuss again: "You let me in!"

This time, the guy bends over, stretches out his arms and hugs Seuss' waist.

"You're not done yet, are you!" Hughes reached out and grabbed Marshall's belt and yanked, and the huge force directly turned Marshall's foot upside down.

It happened that a few female classmates passed by at this time, and after seeing the situation of Hughes and Marshall, they all covered their mouths.

The posture of the two people at this time...but it is a bit inelegant.

Hughes quickly reached out and pushed forward, pushing Marshall out.

"Enough." Hughes looked serious: "Don't make trouble for me, wait until the girls are up."

Marshall's face instantly wrinkled like a bitter gourd: "You have to go to see people get up!"

I don't know why, seeing this look of suffering master, Hughes couldn't bear to get angry.

Seeing Marshall rushing over, Hughes shook his head helplessly, and then pushed Marshall out again and again.

After about the sixth time, Marshall stopped speaking.He didn't rush either.

This guy looked down at the clothes on his body, which had become dirty after being thrown out again and again.

He walked in front of Seuss, suddenly raised his head, and said with an arrogant expression.

"You wash my clothes!"

"Huh?" Hughes looked at Marshall incredulously: "Are you still a kid? Can't beat people to do laundry."

"You did it!" Marshall felt aggrieved: "You have to wash my clothes!"

"Go and go, go back and change to a new one. Are you annoying early in the morning!" Hughes said, turning his head and leaving.

"You stop!" Marshall glared at Seuss: "I don't care, you have to wash my clothes!"

"You are sick! I won't wash it!"

"You don't wash it!" Marshall pointed at Seuss.

Hughes nodded: "What's the matter if you don't wash it, you can't beat it yourself now, right?"

"Okay!" Marshall's face was ruthless, he bent down, stretched out his hand to touch the ground, and then stepped abruptly, and slapped Seuss twice with two slap marks.

He pointed to Seuss: "You have to wash yourself too!"

With that, Marshall turned his head and left without looking back.

Hughes: "........"

He looked at the two dirty handprints on his body, then looked up at the sky.