Chloe pulled her feet out of the warm water, kicked Ma Lan in the chest, and said coldly: "Old woman, you have to figure out your position here. What I say, you only have to obey this choice, otherwise
If so, I have ten thousand ways to kill you, do you understand me?!"
Ma Lan already had a broken rib, and being kicked like this did not hit the broken rib, but the associated pain still made her burst into tears.
Ma Lan couldn't help but look at the other inmates, hoping that someone could speak justice for her or help her plead for Chloe. But she didn't expect that the entire prison area, including the one who was talking to her just now, even
The Chinese girl who was translating for him was also laughing at his joke. He could only choke and nodded, crying: "I understand...I understand..."
Chloe chuckled, looked at the time, and said, "There are exactly four hours left for dinner. In these four hours, you don't have to do anything, just give us a few massages!"
Ma Lan understood that she had no qualifications to negotiate terms with this Chloe, nor any possibility of gaining sympathy. In order to avoid further torture, she could only obey her words.
Not daring to disobey, I could only grit my teeth and nodded.
Even an experienced technician in a pedicure shop cannot work for four hours at a stretch, let alone a novice like Ma Lan.
Within half an hour, she was already so tired that her hands cramped and her back ached.
But Chloe didn't give her any chance to breathe. On the contrary, she repeatedly punched and kicked Ma Lan because her strength had weakened. Ma Lan's tortured tears never stopped from the beginning.
After four hours, Ma Lan was so tired that her whole body ached, and her hands and arms were so painful that she couldn't even lift them.
Just when she was halfway through pinching the last person, the prison guard came over, knocked on the fence door, and shouted in a cold voice: "Get ready for dinner, everyone line up immediately!"
Everyone stood up and lined up, and Ma Lan finally stopped.
But because she squatted for too long, she couldn't even stand up now.
The iron gate opened, and a female prison guard stepped in to count the number of people. Seeing Ma Lan still squatting on the ground, she immediately stepped forward and yelled: "1024, line up immediately! If you don't join the line within three seconds, you won't be able to eat tonight!"
Ma Lan could only use all her strength, crying and gritting her teeth to stand up and walk into the queue with difficult steps.
Afterwards, people in the entire prison area, led by prison guards, went to the restaurant to eat.
Ma Lan could only hang far behind because her legs and feet were sore and numb.
Along the way, every step she took was extremely difficult, but she could only persevere.
The female prison guard also deliberately slowed down at this time, came to Ma Lan, and whispered: "1024, is your family rich?"
Ma Lan was stunned and didn't dare to speak for a while.
The female prison guard smiled and said, "Your lawyer has deposited ten thousand dollars in your prison account. You can use your ID card to buy things in the store."
As he spoke, the prison guard lowered his voice and said: "By the way, let me introduce you, I am Jessica Brownstone. If your family wants to sell cigarettes, remember to contact me. American spirit, one thousand dollars a piece."
"One thousand?!" Ma Lan asked subconsciously: "Didn't Chloe say four hundred dollars a piece?"
Jessica Brownstone smiled and said calmly: "Four hundred dollars was yesterday's price, and today's price is one thousand. If you want to buy it, just call your family and ask them to contact my sister.
Otherwise, I can't guarantee what that Chloe will do to you at night!"