Chapter 1128
The willow eyebrows are tightened, the eyes are closed, the corners of the lips are cut, the teeth are clenched, the lip lines are twisted, as if trying to bear something.
Although she was in a coma, her hands covered her abdomen, and she kept such a strange posture all the time. Her body was slightly curled up, and she was ragged and scarred. There were traces of violence all over her body.
The woman seems to have fainted from the pain, so stiff that there is no movement.
When the prison door was opened, mu Wanrou led a group of big men in black to walk in.
She stopped where she was, with a look in her eyes, and a man stalked by.
There is a ferocious scar on the man's face, which is so long that it stretches across half of his face. Some of his ugly features are even more grim.
He walked to the woman's side, and kicked her in the face at the toe of his shoe. He didn't respond. He kicked her on the shoulder again.
Just listen to "click", it seems to be the sound of bone dislocation. After a while, there is still no movement. It seems that this woman really fainted.
He turned his eyes, nodded and understood, went over and took out a pair of handcuffs, tied her wrists to her iron post, then brought a basin of cold water mixed with salt, and splashed it on her bowed head.
The salt water, like a waterfall, leans down and erodes into the wound on his body. In a sharp and penetrating pain, Yun Shishi suddenly opens his eyes and takes a breath of cool air.
The sudden pain made her lift up her face and hit her head against the wall. Under the stiff impact, her mind finally woke up.
She tossed her head laboriously, and shook away the salt water that had seeped into her eyelids. Her blurred vision overlapped heavily, and then gradually became clear. She saw the person standing in front of her at a glance.
Before she could react, she saw mu Wanrou come to her and squat down in her spare time. She grabbed her wet hair and pulled her face closer to her.
Hard and fierce, almost to catch her hair. Rao is Yun's poetry, but he is also forced to wake up by this pain.
Mu Wanrou bared her teeth, reached out and patted her cheek provocatively, smiled and said: "yunshishi, I didn't expect your life is still very hard! Look at you now, how embarrassed you are! Don't face me long ago, don't you have these things? Hahaha! "
Cloud poetry intrigues the lips and raises heavy eyes. The tip of the tongue slowly hooks off the smell and sweetness of the lips. It's hard to tell whether it's his own blood or the taste of salt water.
She suddenly sneered and said indifferently, "ha ha, mu Wanrou, it's only when you are so close that you find that your face is really disgusting and disgusting!"
Mu Wanrou laughed instead of being angry. He pulled up his lips and showed his deep white teeth. He said in a deep voice: "cloud poetry, you really don't know the height of the earth! It's all dying, mouth is still so hard! I don't think you've suffered enough?! ha-ha! You, if you are a smart person, you should know the current affairs, kneel down to me and beg for mercy. If you want me to feel comfortable, maybe I will let you go! What about? Do you want to beg me for mercy? "
Cloud poetry is languidly gathering her eyes and half opening them, but there is a cold and joking edge in her eyes, which seems to be mocking her ignorance and innocence.
Although she was in a coma, her hands covered her abdomen, and she kept such a strange posture all the time. Her body was slightly curled up, and she was ragged and scarred. There were traces of violence all over her body.
The woman seems to have fainted from the pain, so stiff that there is no movement.
When the prison door was opened, mu Wanrou led a group of big men in black to walk in.
She stopped where she was, with a look in her eyes, and a man stalked by.
There is a ferocious scar on the man's face, which is so long that it stretches across half of his face. Some of his ugly features are even more grim.
He walked to the woman's side, and kicked her in the face at the toe of his shoe. He didn't respond. He kicked her on the shoulder again.
Just listen to "click", it seems to be the sound of bone dislocation. After a while, there is still no movement. It seems that this woman really fainted.
He turned his eyes, nodded and understood, went over and took out a pair of handcuffs, tied her wrists to her iron post, then brought a basin of cold water mixed with salt, and splashed it on her bowed head.
The salt water, like a waterfall, leans down and erodes into the wound on his body. In a sharp and penetrating pain, Yun Shishi suddenly opens his eyes and takes a breath of cool air.
The sudden pain made her lift up her face and hit her head against the wall. Under the stiff impact, her mind finally woke up.
She tossed her head laboriously, and shook away the salt water that had seeped into her eyelids. Her blurred vision overlapped heavily, and then gradually became clear. She saw the person standing in front of her at a glance.
Before she could react, she saw mu Wanrou come to her and squat down in her spare time. She grabbed her wet hair and pulled her face closer to her.
Hard and fierce, almost to catch her hair. Rao is Yun's poetry, but he is also forced to wake up by this pain.
Mu Wanrou bared her teeth, reached out and patted her cheek provocatively, smiled and said: "yunshishi, I didn't expect your life is still very hard! Look at you now, how embarrassed you are! Don't face me long ago, don't you have these things? Hahaha! "
Cloud poetry intrigues the lips and raises heavy eyes. The tip of the tongue slowly hooks off the smell and sweetness of the lips. It's hard to tell whether it's his own blood or the taste of salt water.
She suddenly sneered and said indifferently, "ha ha, mu Wanrou, it's only when you are so close that you find that your face is really disgusting and disgusting!"
Mu Wanrou laughed instead of being angry. He pulled up his lips and showed his deep white teeth. He said in a deep voice: "cloud poetry, you really don't know the height of the earth! It's all dying, mouth is still so hard! I don't think you've suffered enough?! ha-ha! You, if you are a smart person, you should know the current affairs, kneel down to me and beg for mercy. If you want me to feel comfortable, maybe I will let you go! What about? Do you want to beg me for mercy? "
Cloud poetry is languidly gathering her eyes and half opening them, but there is a cold and joking edge in her eyes, which seems to be mocking her ignorance and innocence.