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Chapter 600

Chapter 600

It tumed out that her “Master” savage had a name, called Samba.

She didn’t know the relationship between the exalted matriarch savage and Samba.

Christina and Samba were surrounded by eight savages with spears in their hands. It was obvious that

they were the guards of the old matriarch, who was speaking to Samba in the aboriginal language.

Although Christina did not understand, she guessed from their body language and expressions that the

matriarch was Samba’s elder. She looked at Samba with a kind look while the latter behaved coldly as

if he did not want to talk to her.

If they hadn’t been surrounded by the guards, restless Samba would have turned around and left as

soon as he could.

Christina speculated that they were probably mother and son.

However, if Samba’s mother was an exalted matriarch, why would he live alone in such a remote cave

on the hillside?

Perhaps, the adult savages would be kicked out to live alone according to their habits?

Or maybe it was because Samba had fallen out with his mother over something, so he would rather

move out and live a hard life?

All these were Christina’s guesses. After all, she could not understand the aboriginal language they

said.

Samba quarreled with the matriarch fiercely. Although the savages were always roaring, she could feel

their emotions. The old matriarch looked at Samba with a fond look, but Samba had always been cold.

It seemed that he was angry so that he refused to forgive her.

However, another sturdy savage with a shiny tan, who was more muscular than other savages, strode

over after

a while,

Notwithstanding the savages were all very rough-looking, this adult male savage was about 8 feet tall

as Samba. Moreover, his beard was not in a mess, and he was a proud man with bright eyes. He was

not wearing animal skin, but modern clothes, and there were golden gemstones around his neck. He

was dressed like the prince of India

The savage was very rude to Samba and punched him on the left face. She thought that Samba would

fight back, but he just glanced at the savage and took a step back. The arrogant savage gave Samba a

disdainful look and punched out him violently.

Christina was shocked to see this. She had known Samba for a few days, so she knew Samba was not

good tempered. It was strange that he bowed his head, did not resist and endured being beaten up.

“… Reina!” The old matriarch beside them couldn’t resist shouting at the arrogant savage.

Reina should be the name of that savage.

She was not sure if the savage clan was a matriarchal society, but after the matriarch roared, arrogant

Reina snorted contemptuously at Samba and stopped.

Then they talked in aboriginal language again. The matriarch wanted to get close to injured Samba and

help him up, but Reina stopped her angrily as if Samba was something inferior and needed not to be

helped.

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Reina roared at Samba a few times, which seemed that he looked down on Samba and told him to get

out of here quickly and not to come to the market.

Samba lowered his head like a sheep, not daring to make a sound.

Christina looked at them and felt a little conflicted. Samba was about the same age as Reina, so they

looked like brothers who hated each other, while the powerful old matriarch looked like their mother.

She did not understand why Samba had such a bad relationship with his family.

Moreover, Samba had caught her and planned to sell her, but he had not hurt her in the past few days

and even

gave her jerky. He even bought her the Swiss army knife she wanted.

Christina felt a little upset when she saw that Samba was being bullied and looked dejected.

She raised her head and stared at the matriarch and Reina. They must live happy life since they were a

little fat. Moreover, there were guards following them, so they should be well-off on this island.

Damn it! Why were they so ruthless to Samba?

Damn it! Why were the

It was only when Christina raised her head and looked angrily at them that Reina noticed her.

Reina’s eyes widened and he glared at her. There was doubt and greed in his eyes. Then, Reina

immediately strode towards her and dragged her thin wrist with his strong arm.

Reina wanted her

Christina reacted quickly. Just as Reina approached fiercely, she drew out the Swiss army knife and

stabbed Reina at his chest. The string of glittering gems over Reina’s chest was cut off, and the

gemstones bounced on the floor and scattered on the ground.

The eight savage guards surrounding them, the matriarch and Samba didn’t know what happened and

were stunned. They looked at the broken and scattered gemstones, and then at Reina, who was

already irritated. He became even more vicious and clasped Christina’s left wrist as if he wanted to

break her hand bone.

This petite woman dared to resist Reina

Not only did Christina dare to resist and struggle, but she also tautened her face and suddenly hack the

strong arm of Reina with the knife…

If it weren’t for the fact that Reina was strong enough, he would have been seriously injured. Now, dark

red blood oozed out of the wound, and the air was pervaded by the smell of blood.

Christina’s actions completely infuriated Reina. He roared angrily at her. She was terrified of him since

he could tear off her delicate neck.

Samba was kneeling on the ground. When he heard Reina wanted to kill her, he hurried to run over

and stop him and then roared back at Reina.

Seeing that Samba offended him for a “female slave”, Reina immediately roared at the guards to order

them to stab Samba and Christina with spears. His right arm was still bleeding and he looked quite

horrible.

The matriarch shouted at once. She was more powerful than Reina, so the guards immediately

retreated and did not attack again. novelbin

Christina was so scared that her mind went blank. She knew clearly that such a small knife could not

protect her, but she still grasped the Swiss army knife with her right hand. The tip of the spear was

against her back just now. If the savage stabbed her a little bit hardder, she would be impaled.

The matriarch had a fight with Reina, the former was stronger, but the latter was unwilling to listen to

her. He pointed at Christina and said angrily. Hearing that, the matriarch looked a little shocked, even

Samba seemed a little surprised.

Christina didn’t know what they were talking about. Maybe Reina found something about her. After all,

she looked very different from a savage.

Fortunately, the old matriarch ordered them to release her and Samba in the end.

When the guards pushed Christina’s back, she immediately understood that they wanted her to get out

of here as quickly as possible. She was very happy, but Samba looked back at the matriarch with a

complicated expression several times. He held Christina and walked away, keeping silent.

Christina did not regret stabbing Reina with the knife. He looked like a villain. He would definitely

torture her if he caught her. She secretly glanced at Samba, who was walking in front of her. Samba

seemed to be morose because of what his mother and brother had said to him just now.

Christina forced herself to be heartless. They were uncivilized primitive people, so she shouldn’t care

about their mood, She would run away whenever she had the chance. No one could deprive her of

freedom.

As she thought about it, she cherished the Swiss army knife more since it was her only self-defense

weapon.

At this moment, Samba turned to look at her. Christina became alert and grasped her knife. She would

not give it back to him no matter what.

Samba reverted to his usual coldness and spoke to her in a hoarse voice.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Christina replied in her language.

Samba looked confused. He repeated and pointed to a distant place.

Christina really didn’t understand what he was saying. Looking along the direction he pointed, however,

she was surprised. Although she couldn’t see it clearly, she knew there was a palace, which had a

similar architectural style to ancient Europe. The red bricks and the pointed spires inside the high walls

were magnificent.

The palace was much bigger than the house of the Hopkins family. It was the palace that existed in the

class society

Suddenly, Christina was determined that the palace was the place she was looking for.

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