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!

could imagine that she would have endless work in the future, and she might be beaten, pressed on the head and

Mara thought about it, the more

became.

to see her daughter,

thinking about it, there suddenly was letting out

is used to it, breaking the prison, no matter how much

creaking sound didn’t mean to stop, Mara

and almost rose to

Chapter 240 Horror Prison

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

their hands and heads hanging down,

cold for no reason, and these standing “people” were

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

they want to

be that Martin bought everyone in her cell and wanted to beat her to

someone

crunch…

it was not the sound of turning over, but the sound of

moved, and then another took another step, and the sound of creaking and

but still couldn’t make a

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

all the dozen or so people in the dormitory were in this

this moment, those dozen people rushed over

“No! Don’t come here…don’t…”

jumped out of

her flesh and blood

closest to her raised his hand

the night, what’s the name

slapped, covering her face with

“I’m not, I’m… sorry…”

here for so long, she has long been defeated by

and a burly woman

her to the bathroom! Close the

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

“Ah…let go…!”

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