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

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by the prison production line.

very tired!

she would have endless work in the future,

more Mara thought about it, the

became.

just wanted to see her daughter,

was thinking about it, there suddenly was letting out a slight

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

didn’t mean to stop, Mara opened her

trembled in fright, and almost rose

Chapter 240 Horror Prison

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

got up, with their hands and heads hanging

reason, and these standing “people” were

she wanted to scream, but she couldn’t, her eyes were

they want

bought everyone in her cell and

moment, someone took a

crunch…

was not the sound of turning

one moved, and then another took another step,

to scream again, but still couldn’t make

that this person was walking on tiptoe, just like Clara during

looked around, all the dozen or so people in the dormitory were

those dozen people rushed over and bit her neck

“No! Don’t come here…don’t…”

jumped out of

‘zombie’ inmates who just tore her flesh

closest to her raised his hand and slapped her across

middle of the night, what’s the

her face with tears in her

“I’m not, I’m… sorry…”

for so long, she has long been

forgiven, and a burly woman who slept in the best

to the

immediately grabbed Mara’s hair and dragged

“Ah…let go…!”

excruciating pain, and she kept cursing in her heart: It really is the lowest, dirty crime, with no quality