Bridge to Bridge [Quick Transmigration]

The news of the prison guards is also well-informed. In fact, it was the prisoners who disliked Little Brown and made a small report for fear of chaos. In his cell, he was dragged from the bed and handcuffed and sent to the confinement room.

Sun Qiao watched everything that happened with cold eyes, sniffing the abnormal atmosphere in the prison, the restless factor floating in the air came out of the soil like a bewitched poisonous snake, hissing.Not long after Little Brown was taken away, the prison began to release the wind.Sun Qiao was walking among the crowd, his eyes focused on Barrett in front of him. The man with dark brown eyes was telling silly dirty jokes with his subordinates. After walking a few steps, Barrett looked back at Sun Qiao, then turned his head and continued walking keep pace.

"Mr. John..." Taylor's steps were unsteady as before, and he swayed and managed to keep up with Sun Qiao. His slender fingers pulled his cuffs and faltered the words in his mouth.

Sun Qiao looked down at him casually, his dark golden eyes were condensed.

"Will he be okay?" Taylor asked tentatively in a low voice, "Those prison guards...wouldn't do anything to him?"

"What are you doing?" Sun Qiao looked down at his expression, and found that the boy's pale face was full of worry.

"You are worried about him, why?"

Sun Qiao's voice sounded gentle but far from friendly. Taylor bit his lower lip tremblingly, his eyes wandered, and his rosy and wet lips were bitten with beautiful marks by his snow-white teeth.

"Talk back." Sun Qiao leaned against the wall.

Taylor shook his body, and the fluffy brown hair on his head made him look weak and helpless. In this prison full of scum, he was like a rabbit with no power to fight back. "K, Kevin..." The tiny name comes from Taylor's Between his lips and teeth, he boldly raised his head and looked at Sun Qiao, the corners of his reddish eyes were moist with water, "Do you still remember Kevin?"

The voice of the yellow-skinned boy who was thrown into the pot appeared in Sun Qiao's mind. He hummed irresolutely, but his eyes stopped staring at him. After a pause for a few seconds, Sun Qiao turned towards the direction Barrett left walked over.

"Kevin told me about you, he said you raped him," Taylor spit out the very bad words, and his snow-skinned forearm clung to Sun Qiao's shoulder, and he moved closer The pinnae, spraying moist breath on Sun Qiao's neck, "in the mysterious oriental country."

A series of memories flashed into Sun Qiao's mind because of the fuse of a sentence. The noise of fighting and killing and the groans and groans of boys and girls flooded into his brain in groups as if they had been negotiated. Qiao raised his head and looked at the bright white sky, remembering that yellow-skinned boy's nervous expression that always hesitated to speak when facing him.

Taylor had already leaned on Sun Qiao's body, his slender body looked at the other's body greedily, and he asked in a low voice, "Do you remember? You fucked him."

Sun Qiao knew that Taylor, a boy with brown hair and blue eyes, was a bus in the White Union, and even many prisoners in the prison had fucked the boy's ass with real knives and guns. Taylor was a flower watered with men's semen. The resulting puppet is fragile and slender, innocent and enchanting, with a bewitching debauchery and vulgarity in every move.

Tearing people off himself, Sun Qiao strangled Taylor's neck, "I've fucked up a sea of ​​people, who is he?"

[Qiaoer, be steady. ]

Ignoring the system's playful teasing at all, Sun Qiao's eyes looked straight ahead - Barrett and his men were leading the prison guards out of the pasture and walking towards a familiar place.

Taylor smiled, "The brigade?"

Sun Qiao's brows were frowned tightly, and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line without an arc.

A bucket of cold water was poured on Little Brown.

The thin prison uniform was instantly soaked in liquid, sticking wetly to the skin, exuding a biting coolness, Little Brown opened his eyes with difficulty, a few blurred figures appeared in the dim vision, he blinked , the green eyes were somewhat gloomy and dim, and he couldn't see anyone's appearance clearly.

"Is it hard, Lester? It's a good thing that someone has weakened your strength, otherwise you really wouldn't be able to trap you." It was Barrett's voice. Little Brown wanted to speak, but found that he didn't even have the strength to complete this simple movement .

"Honestly, you impress me." Barrett touched the iron chain that tied Brown's hands, layers of chains around his wrist drew a few red marks on his right hand, printed on his white skin The blood-red color maximizes the visual impact of being a human being.

"A man like you only opens his thighs for one person and exposes his most beautiful side to him. To be honest, this makes me a little bit jealous," Barrett squatted down and looked up from the bottom Little Brown's face, "Huh? That man named John."

Stretching out his hand to wipe the water droplets on Little Brown's face, Barrett looked at the green eyes that gradually became hollow in the other's eyes with satisfaction, "Just wait a little longer, Lester, until your baby John finds here," Barrett stood up and walked around After arriving behind Little Brown, a tyrannical smile appeared on his dead lips, "That's when the fun begins."

Sun Qiao finally opened the door of the confinement room, but before he could step into the room, the severe pain from the wound on his waist immediately made him fall to his knees. With a snort, he covered the wound on his waist tightly, but a large amount of bright red blood continued to ooze from his fingers.

"Oh, I really like this thing, and only I can get this kind of thing in prison." Barrett smiled, flipping the switch in his hand.Sun Qiao was forced to bend down because of the pain, the humming sound of metal turning came from under his skin, and a lot of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and several strong white-skinned men stepped forward and dragged him in front of Little Brown , at a distance of two meters, closed the door of the confinement room.

"Well, does it hurt?" Barrett quipped. "It's a pity it's going to keep spinning like this and go on a rampage until it runs out of battery, or until it's tunneling through your stomach and messing up your guts." After the puree, I'll close it."

Little Brown sat weakly in a chair, his hands were hung by the chains hanging from the ceiling, his light golden hair was dripping wet, his head was tilted, his green eyes were a little pale, and his eyes were out of focus staring at the ground.

And Barrett was standing behind Little Brown, holding his chin with one hand, slowly lifting his head, looking fascinated at the other's beautiful face after being abused.

Kneeling on the ground, Sun Qiao remained expressionless, his eyes fixed on the scene in front of him.

[Is the sign of life stable? ] Sun Qiao asked.

[Mission progress 30.00% has not changed,] the system responded quickly, [there is no threat to the survival rate of the target. ]

[Qiaoer, be careful. ]

A large amount of blood spread from around Sun Qiao, as if a bloody totem had been splashed on the floor of the confinement room. Barrett's men stood aside and laughed watching the black-haired man in pain, coaxing and shaking their heads. In front of Sun Qiao's face, the son broke Little Brown's ass.

"Don't worry, he's here." Barrett snapped his fingers, and one of his men opened the door, and let in a boy. It was Taylor. He looked terrified, and walked towards Barrett, not daring to look at him. sun bridge.

"Do what you're best at." Barrett's order sounded like a summons from a demon, and Taylor whimpered in horror, knelt on the ground and unbuttoned Lester's pants.

The prisoners whistled and licked their lips, watching Taylor take out Little Brown's things with the hands that had hooked Sun Qiao, which was an unused pink.

"It really is a coquette who likes to be fucked."

Barrett laughed lowly, as if declaring war on Sun Qiao, he grasped Little Brown's prison uniform from behind with both hands, and tore the soaked prison uniform in two with all his strength.

Sun Qiao's breathing became heavy, and his dark golden pupils were covered by a thick gloomy color. He was obviously still bleeding non-stop. Generally speaking, if a person suffered such an injury, he would not be able to last until now.

"It's a pity that such a fresh and delicious food is only occupied by you." Barrett put his arms around Little Brown's body and enjoyed the perfect touch in his hands. His subordinates stood aside and stared at Little Brown's disheveled clothes It was hard and painful, and even wanted to go forward desperately to touch it a few times. No one saw Little Brown frowned invisibly, his light red lips trembled a few times, but his green eyes remained the same. Distracted.

"Taylor, what are you doing in a daze, do it quickly."

"I want you to blowjob him and lick his asshole, understand?"

Taylor trembled even more when he heard the order, he almost cried, raised his head and silently begged Barrett with tears in his eyes.

Not getting anything resembling forgiveness, Taylor sobbed a few times, avoiding Barrett's sight, shaking his head in fear.

"Damn it, this bastard dared to disobey the boss's order." A few violent prisoners rushed up and kicked Taylor to the corner and started punching and kicking. During the process, they pulled out the belt around the boy and pointed at the boy. Barrett stared at Taylor sullenly, acquiescing to his subordinate's actions. In the confusion, Little Brown's fingers trembled a few times. He rolled his eyes, and after seeing Sun Qiao kneeling on the ground, he went dark. Half of the green pupils deepened, and the pupils shrank sharply.

"I originally wanted to avoid being rough, but since Taylor doesn't want to lubricate Lester, then I can't help it." Barrett's tone was impatient, he reached out and patted Little Brown's face, then paced in front of Lester, As soon as he leaned over, the next moment, the situation was completely reversed.

Barrett only felt a stabbing pain in his waist, something pierced into his body from behind, the sharp iron plate deeply embedded in his body vibrated at high speed, stirring the flesh with the severe pain, a large amount of blood flowed from the wound It sprayed out, and he quickly fell to the ground. It can even be said that he didn't know what happened at all. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched Sun Qiao stand up and snap off the head of the strong man who rushed towards him. , the movements were neat and crisp, and the eyes didn't even blink.

The excessive pain made Barrett's strength quickly exhausted, and he couldn't even complete the action of reaching out to turn off the switch.

"Barrett," Sun Qiao wiped the blood on his hands with his clothes, he looked down at the old bastard lying on the ground and could only be slaughtered, "You have completely annoyed me."

This was the first time for Barrett to face Sun Qiao's strength. The man with the golden eyes looked at him as if he was looking at a bag of non-recyclable garbage. However, Sun Qiao soon turned his attention to Little Brown.

After untying the chain, Sun Qiao supported Little Brown in his arms, looking around the wound on the opponent's body with light golden eyes, and accidentally bumped into Little Brown's green eyes with mutated irises.

Those luscious green eyes.

"Pain?" Sun Qiao raised his eyebrows and asked him.

Little Brown withdrew his eyes, leaving the other party with a haughty light golden head.

"You...you are..." The side angle of the blond boy stunned Barrett who was lying on the ground, and he suddenly started to scream like a roar, "You are Br—"

—The Browns! !That bastard who threw me in jail! ! !

Barrett's body that was about to lose consciousness from the pain made him unable to complete the whole sentence. In a haze, he saw little Brown following Sun Qiao, slowly walking towards him.

"Who he is has nothing to do with you." Sun Qiao straightened Little Brown's trousers, tore off the rags from him, sighed, hugged the blond boy into his arms, and exchanged an obscenity in front of Barrett. The ultimate tongue kiss.

For some reason, a vague fragment flashed in Barrett's mind as his consciousness gradually drifted away. He vaguely remembered seeing a piece of news before he was imprisoned. "Brown", "Duke" and "Brown" were clearly printed on the dirty newspaper. Words such as "washing white" and "capturing", the strong smell of ink seems to still be floating in the air.

"You...how are you here..." Barrett gritted his teeth, he hated Old Brown extremely, and his uncontrollable anger helped him sustain the last bit of strength.

"Our business is not your concern." Little Brown stopped Sun Qiao from walking forward, smiled and said "Let me do it", then squatted down, with the same expression as when Barrett saw him for the first time , noble and not worldly, elegant like a nobleman.

Barrett forgot, the Browns were bloody nobles.

Before falling completely into darkness, Barrett saw Little Brown smiling at him, the corners of his beautiful lips curled into a curved arc, but his green eyes were not smiling. It was the first time he smiled at Barrett.

After that, everything fell into darkness.

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Brother Tong has rarely appeared on the scene recently...Let me reflect on it.