[Pirates] Self-cultivation of blood pack

Loft Town is a pirate paradise that integrates casinos, clubs, auction houses, and arenas.

"So..." Xinyue looked at the two people at the dock with a look of disbelief: "Are you planning to throw a weak woman like me into a place like this?"

Luo was keenly aware of a few malicious glances from the street corner, pursed his lips and looked at Corazon.

Corazon patted his chest and said: "It doesn't matter, I have an acquaintance."

"Looking at the two of you, you should be on the run. Are you sure there are any acquaintances willing to help you?" Xinyue felt that her future was dark.

"DiCaprio and I are close friends, this little favor will definitely help." Corazon gave Xinyue a confident smile.

As a result, the three of them were all arrested under the warm hospitality of DiCaprio, their lifelong friend.

Xinyue looked at the high prison wall, and there were ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping in her heart. She knew that generally if such a flag was set up, one would suffer.

"Hey! Newcomer! If you're not eating, get out of here." The strong woman behind him slapped Xin Yue to the outside of the team.

Jokes and jokes continued one after another, and even the prison guards folded their arms and looked interested, waiting for the excitement to escalate further.

Xinyue stood up straight and walked back to her position without saying a word, as if what happened just now didn't happen.

Ignored? Or are you too scared to speak?

The strong woman with two thoughts had a worse flame in her heart. She winked at the sisters behind her, and the four tall, short, fat and thin people surrounded Xinyue.

"Newcomer, I'm talking to you! Are you deaf?" The tall woman looked down at the poor newcomer.

The people queuing up looked sideways. There were some who dared to be angry but dared not say anything. There were some who ignored the matter as it had nothing to do with them. There were also those who just watched the excitement and did not think it was a big deal.

"I don't like watching this excitement. I remember seeing more than 200 people fighting each other."

"This little bitch's breasts are so big, she must have been touched by many men."

"The four prison tyrants are educating people again. Counting this, they should have educated 69 people."

The originally silent morning seemed to be crowded with thousands of flies, buzzing.

Xinyue picked her ears, took a deep breath under everyone's expectant eyes, raised her arms and shouted: "Sir! Someone is gathering here to cause trouble! If you don't care, people will die!"

Generally speaking, as long as it doesn't go too far, it's all about the world, and this kind of dimensionality reduction attack is the most looked down upon.

But the prison guard who had been named couldn't ignore it. He staggered over waving his baton and said with curled lips: "Who is making trouble?"

Xinyue stretched out her hand and targeted the four people. The prison guard frowned, turned to those people and said, "Are you making trouble?"

The strong woman said with a smile on her face: "No, no, it's just a joke."

The prison guard put his baton on the palm of his hand and tapped it: "Tomorrow is the annual prison star selection. You are a model who has been re-elected for nine years. Don't make trouble at this juncture. If it makes a big fuss, it will not be good for anyone."

The strong woman took out a pack of cigarettes from her arms and handed them to the prison guard: "Don't worry, I guarantee you'll be beautiful."

The prison guard took the cigarette familiarly, turned around and said, "Be honest."

Then he winked at several colleagues, and the prison guards followed him one after another and exited the queuing hall.

"..." Xinyue pursed her lips tightly and looked at the people gathered together. Her lowered eyebrows perfectly interpreted the feeling of being weak, pitiful and helpless.

The flesh on the muscular woman's face trembled, and she said with a ferocious smile: "Aren't you very cool? You call yourself a prison guard."

Xinyue took a step back, staggered, put one hand on someone's half-eaten lunch box, and forced a smile: "I'm new here and I'm not sensible. Can you just let it go?"

"What do you think?" The strong woman became even more arrogant, grabbing Xinyue's hair and calling: "Sisters, fight me. If we don't give her a full face today, we will be in vain."

Before they finished speaking, several people looked at each other clearly, and then stepped forward to form an encirclement.

"No! No! Don't hit me!!" Looking at the slap that was about to come, Xinyue screamed sharply, causing pain to the eardrums.

The strong woman who pulled Crescent Moon's hair was the first to bear the brunt, and she frowned in pain: "Asshole! I want..."

Before she finished speaking, two fingers in front of her eyes were stably inserted into the eyes of the strong woman. As soon as she screamed, the hand inserted into the lunch box struck out quickly and sealed her throat with a fork.

The strong woman fell to the ground with a crash, and sticky blood sprayed all over Xinyue.

The tall woman reacted first and took out a handkerchief to block the big hole in her neck. The gray handkerchief quickly turned black.

The strong woman wanted to say something, but she grumbled twice and lost her breath.

Everyone in the hall focused their attention on Xin Yue, who was holding a fork. Xin Yue trembled: "I, I didn't mean to do it, I was just too scared."

The tall woman said coldly: "Whether you did it on purpose or not, I must avenge today! Sisters, whoever kills her first will be the next prison boss."

Xinyue complained in a tone that sounded like she was about to cry: "You are bullying people!"

Someone yelled, and everyone rushed forward. Xinyue screamed and picked up the nearest iron lunch box and smashed it on the temple of the person who attacked first.

He rolled on the spot and got into the dining table, holding two forks in his hands to stab whoever, but the dining table was quickly lifted up by everyone. The unprotected Xinyue glanced quickly, pulled off the belt of the nearest person, and then One stroke to tease the vaginal foot.

The dining table lost its support and instantly collapsed over a large area.

Xinyue stepped on the dining table and jumped hard, getting a little closer to the exit, but soon her hair was pulled again, and the prison uniform was stretched out of shape.

In just a moment, he received countless scratching fists on his face and body. Xinyue made a quick decision, shrank down and rolled on the ground, enduring the severe pain of having his hair pulled out by the roots to escape from the predicament in front of him.

After finally squeezing through the chaotic crowd, the exit was within easy reach, but unable to move forward.

The lean woman blocked the door and grabbed Xinyue's hair. Two or three followers quickly held down Xinyue's hands and feet.

Xinyue said "Ah", pulled her head down and twisted her hands vigorously, and received another iron lunch box blow on her face.

"I let you run! I let you run! Run!" Every time the short woman said something, a lunch box slapped Xinyue's face, making a muffled sound.

If the fight continues, the secret of being invincible will be discovered. Not only will there be no hope of escaping from prison, but he will have to stay in the laboratory for the rest of his life, letting others slaughter him every day, which is worse than death.

Pain, sadness and despair? Xinyue held her breath, and then slowly exhaled it. Her muscles relaxed instantly, like a pile of mud. No matter how hard she was beaten, she was only dragged and shaken twice.

The lean woman frowned, pinched Xin Yue's face, inserted a fork into it and then pulled it down. Five bright red cuts were instantly made on her delicate face, and blood spurted out.

Severe pain and the fear of disfigurement swept over him, and Xin Yue's scream rolled in his throat for a moment, before he instantly regained his composure.

The lean woman squeezed the fork tightly and took another fork.

At that time, the tip of the fork was only 0.01 inches away from the cheek. A prison guard fired several shots at the ceiling, and then a stern voice came from behind: "That's it."

Xinyue felt that the fork that was close to her face was constantly shaking, as if she was afraid of something.

The lean woman moved stiffly and squatted down to hold her head. Everyone followed suit, and the sound of needles dropping could be heard in the huge dining room.

Commander Li Sheng was very satisfied. He glanced at his personal guard and ordered: "Put her in a solitary room. I will interrogate her personally."

……

10 hours later, confinement room.

"You haven't eaten anything since morning. Are you hungry?" The silver-haired man pushed the lunch box on the small table.

Xinyue, who was covered with a torn quilt, shrank, straightened her sleeves calmly, and said in a low voice, "I killed someone, when will you execute me?"

"Killing? Are you talking about Christine?" The man looked at Xinyue strangely and reassured: "She is fine, she just suffered some injuries. You can see her when you leave the confinement room tomorrow."

Xinyue took the lunch box and didn't move even if she didn't eat. She just pursed her lips and said nothing.

The man sighed and continued: "The ship carrying Rosinandi and Luo has set sail. It will reach the underwater prison in half a month."

As the man spoke, he knelt down and looked into Xinyue's eyes. His voice was like the evening wind blowing through the waves of wheat: "You don't have to worry. Since you have no criminal record, you should be locked up for a few days and then go out. The little girl can't be alone." It’s not easy, I have an acquaintance who owns a fruit shop, you can go there to help after you go out.”

The tip of Xin Yue's nose was sore, and big tears fell on the lid of the lunch box. She choked and said, "Can I hug you?"

A strange light flashed in the man's eyes. He squatted down and let Xinyue come closer, his hands floating on the girl's back.

"Actually..." the girl's voice was a little hoarse: "Rosinandi told me that the results of the operation..."

Boom!Boom!

The man's heartbeat was constantly accelerating in his ears. The girl's fingers were bent, and between her fingers was a small, sharp dagger.

The man was startled, and he keenly felt the murderous aura in his neck, but it was too late. The short blade penetrated the man's neck. The tip of the knife protruded from his throat, and the blood stained the man's uniform red.

First use fear to stimulate the prisoner's sense of loneliness, and then send a kind-hearted guy to act as a savior. The prisoner who lets down his guard will definitely know everything at this moment.

This move was useless against Rosinandi, who was born in the navy, and it was useless against Luo, who had been in the pirate den for two years, so these guys focused on him.

Xinyue straightened the man's clothes, adjusted the man's sitting position, and carefully put the navy cloak on his shoulders.

After adjusting the details, she picked up a nearby rag and wrapped it around the muzzle of the military gun. She lowered her voice and said to the door: "Come in, the prisoner fainted. Carry her to the infirmary."