Chapter Ninety-Three: The Beauty Who Climbed into the Men's Prison
The warty face continued: "The prison guard didn't say anything when he saw this, but he behaved very strangely at the time. He smiled weirdly at us twice, and then took a few hairs from our heads. We didn't have any at the time.
care."
"Hair! Are you sure it's hair?"
"Well, it's our hair." He said with certainty. When Lang Shuoyang heard this, he completely understood. Guo Zixiang used his head down on these people. With such a great ability, he can be sure that this person is the one he has fought with several times.
It is a head-dressing master, not Guo Zixiang himself. And there is only one possibility for this head-bending master to look exactly like Guo Zixiang, that is, he peeled off Guo Zixiang's human skin and made a head-bending master made of human skin.
Lang Shuoyang was sorting out the logic here. As soon as the door opened, three more vicious-looking prisoners were pushed in. Hong Guangyao's voice from outside said: "You have many spare beds in this room, please add a few more people."
Lang Shuoyang ignored it. There were a total of ten beds here and three more people came in. Adding the original eight people, there were eleven people. This meant that one person would not have a bed.
At this moment, the handsome male prisoner Xiaoyun was lying on the bed with Xuanzi Lian, chatting with Xuanzi Lian. As soon as the three people came in, they each got into a bed, but Xiaoyun was left without a bed.
The first look on Yanzi's face made him angry: "Damn, what are you doing? Are you coming from behind? That bed belongs to my brother, get down quickly!" Although he usually bullies Xiaoyun, when he really encounters an outsider bullying Xiaoyun, he
But I don't want to.
The three new burly men were not vegetarians either. They gave them a stern look and said, "Stop pretending to be a coward. I will treat you honestly!"
The warty face was the boss in this room, so he naturally had a temper and would get angry as soon as he stood up, but before getting angry, he took a look at Kalang Shuoyang.
What Lang Shuoyang was thinking about was how to deal with Guo Zixiang's life and death matter. How could these people, regardless of their mood, look at him with sinister faces, knowing that they were waiting for his instructions. They were all degenerate people, but they liked to kill each other. Lang Shuoyang said in disgust.
He waved his hand to signal Xuanzilian not to mess with them.
Since Hao Zi Lian was rescued from hell by Lang Shuoyang, he naturally respects Lang Shuoyang a lot. Since he won't let him cause trouble, he should bear with it for a while.
In this way, Xiaoyun spent the day on Haozi Lian's bed.
Another day passed, and Lang Shuoyang was a little anxious. If he was not let out after tonight, he might not really need to take some action. Otherwise, Yi Nan and others wouldn't know that he was in jail, and he might be imprisoned.
How long?
It was about ten o'clock in the evening. Suddenly there was a black shadow shaking on the window. Lang Shuoyang had a sharp ear and eyesight. Even the slightest noise in the yard could not escape his ears. He didn't notice the black shadow until he reached the window. He couldn't help but be startled and said to himself: This man is good.
Quick skills!
This small window is one meter square, with steel bars as thick as a thumb as guardrails. The gap between them is only a dozen centimeters. An adult's head cannot be stretched out at all, but the shadow shook twice and his whole body came in.
As soon as she landed, Lang Shuoyang recognized her. No wonder she was as light as a swallow and her body was soft. It turned out to be Miffel.
Lang Shuoyang was happy when he saw it was Miffel, but he was only in his early twenties and his childlike innocence was still intact. He lay on the bed and squinted his eyes and pretended to be asleep. It happened that Miffel also liked to joke, so he walked around the room and recognized
Lang Shuoyang pulled out a piece of hair and poked his nose.
The two of them were playing as if no one was around, but they didn't know that the warped face next to them was still awake. He also saw a slender figure coming in, and then sneaking over Lang Shuoyang's bed. He was afraid that Lang Shuoyang would be plotted against him, so he secretly picked it up on the ground.
The slippers covered Miffel's butt and were thrown over. Miffel didn't even look back. She grabbed the slippers with her back and swung the slippers back. It hit the forehead of the wart-faced face. Although it didn't hurt, it still hurt.
He was startled and cursed: "Who is that? Sneaky!"
As soon as he shouted, everyone woke up. They sat up and looked through the light of the searchlight shining in the yard outside. Standing in the middle of the ground was a long-haired beauty in tight black clothes and sneakers. She was dressed like a night clothes.
Generally, the whiteness of the cheeks is particularly prominent.
Most of these people have been in prison for many years, and they almost go crazy thinking about women. Otherwise, they would not use the slightly more delicate Xiaoyun as a woman every day. Then suddenly they saw a young and beautiful girl, wearing clothes that were bulging forward and backward.
The tights, especially the tight pants, even exposed the seams, and two old criminals with strong tempers had nosebleeds at that time.
There were five prisoners standing up, and the other five were staring straight at Miffel.
A bald man who came in today came over and said with a smile: "Little girl, are you here to save us bachelors?"
These prisoners were so bold that they were fascinated by Miffel's little figure. They didn't even think about how unexpected her appearance was and why she suddenly appeared in the men's cell. They just thought about sleeping with such a beauty in their arms.
I think it's worth taking him out and shooting him tomorrow!
Lang Shuoyang wanted to see Miffel lively, so he lay there motionless.
Miffel was able to cope with it naturally and didn't care about the bald head's teasing. Instead, she looked at the bald head with eyes full of eyes and said, "This big brother is so powerful. He must be the boss here, right?"
The bald man laughed loudly: "Of course, I have the final say in this room!"
It was only then that Xuanzi's face became clear. It turned out that the person who came in was such a hot little beauty. In order to win the appreciation of the beauty, he didn't care if Lang Shuoyang didn't agree with him causing trouble. He came over and pushed his bald head: "Go away, I am the biggest here.
Get out of here!"
The two men brought in by the bald man were his men. Seeing this, they all stood up, and several old criminals on the side of Xuan Zi Lian also came closer.
Miffel looked at these strong men with a smile and said, "How about you have a duel, and whoever wins will be mine!"
Haozi smiled and said: "This is a duel. There are seven of us here, and he is only three. He dares to fight with me. As soon as he finished speaking, the bald man punched him hard on the chin. Haozi's face shook, and he almost
When he fell down, he immediately became angry. He rushed over and beat the bald head together. The other old prisoners also moved their hands, and the cell was immediately in chaos.
Miffel stopped paying attention to them, came over, pinched Lang Shuoyang's nose, and said, "Get up, haven't you seen enough of the excitement?"
Lang Shuoyang smiled, sat up and said, "It seems you are quite charming. With just one sentence, these idiots will beat you to death."
Miffel also laughed: "This shows that although these people are stupid, they have great aesthetic ideas."
The two of them were talking and joking as if no one was around, but the bald old criminal saw it and pushed away the warts and said: "Stop fighting, this girl is here for this kid, we have been tricked by her! Let's not fight, arrest her."
Come here, why don’t you do the first shot and I’ll do the second shot? Don’t take advantage of others!”