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!

that she would have endless work in the future, and she might

Mara thought about it, the more aggrieved and

became.

see her daughter, didn’t she have this human

it, there suddenly was

is used to it, breaking the prison, no matter

the creaking sound didn’t mean to stop, Mara opened her eyes irritably

she trembled in fright, and almost rose to

Chapter 240 Horror Prison

prison, the dim light outside came in faintly, so that Mara, who had adapted to the darkness, could clearly see the

and heads hanging down, and their expressions

reason, and these standing “people” were like zombies in

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

what do they want

that Martin bought everyone in her cell

someone took a

crunch…

sound of turning over,

were silent, one moved, and then another took another step, and the sound of

but still couldn’t make a

found that this person was walking on tiptoe, just like Clara during the day, walking with her

the dozen or so people in the dormitory were in

fear, and at this moment, those dozen people

“No! Don’t come here…don’t…”

jumped

who just tore her flesh and blood were all staring

raised his hand and slapped

the night, what’s the name

face with tears in her

“I’m not, I’m… sorry…”

long, she has long been defeated by her

woman who slept in the best

to the bathroom! Close the

just slapped Mara immediately grabbed

“Ah…let go…!”

she kept cursing in her heart: It really is the lowest, dirty crime, with