Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Chapter 239 Matás

But now Martin’s complexion began to turn pale, and the change was a bit obvious. He started to go out to bask in the sun, trying to tan himself.

Susie nodded and said, “Yeah, that’s good!”

They will all get better and better!

***

At night, the wind in the prison was blowing.

Mara feels that she is not good at all at the moment!

The prison lived in bunk, the kind where everyone lay on the same kang!

The cell she lived in was a 14-person room, and she was pushed to the last position, near the toilet. She really vomited to death.

Is this a place where people can stay? Now that the society is so developed, can’t we improve the quality of living in prisons?!

There are so many people, and a few people snore and talk in sleep while sleeping, it’s so noisy!

Mara couldn’t sleep because of the daytime events, and now she is even more irritable when she hears the sound of snoring one after another.

The Murray family is too cold-blooded. She gave birth to Lucy and Zion to the Murray family. There is no credit but hard work!

Martin’s look before he left… actually wanted to kill her!

How will she live in prison in the future?

It’s hard work in the prison itself, not what outsiders think, coming in with food and shelter, and going for a stroll every day.

They have to work, such as screwing screws, sticking ballpoint pens…

Some small things that are very cheap on the market are actually produced

69 18%

12 17

by the prison production line.

very tired!

she could imagine that she would have endless work in the

thought about it, the more aggrieved and indignant

became.

daughter, didn’t she have

thinking about it, there suddenly

to it, breaking the prison, no matter how much anyone turns over, it will

to stop, Mara

fright, and almost rose to

Chapter 240 Horror Prison

in faintly, so that Mara, who had adapted to the darkness,

big shop, everyone got up, with their hands and heads hanging down, and

became gloomy and cold for no reason, and these standing “people” were like zombies

wanted to scream, but she couldn’t, her

do they

everyone in her cell

moment, someone took

crunch…

not the sound of

moved, and then another took another step,

to scream again, but still couldn’t make a

this person was walking on tiptoe, just like Clara

all the dozen or so people in the dormitory

eyes were full of fear, and at this moment, those

“No! Don’t come here…don’t…”

jumped out

tore her flesh and blood were all

her raised his hand and slapped

of the night, what’s the

slapped, covering her face with tears

“I’m not, I’m… sorry…”

so long, she has long been defeated by her

woman who slept in the

her to the

who had just slapped Mara immediately grabbed Mara’s hair and dragged her

“Ah…let go…!”

in her heart: It really is the lowest, dirty crime, with no quality