"You don't give the anything. Let's not talk about giving you a real face-to-face. Wang Yue asked.

"Hand her over to me. Do you miss me, little girl?"

The Yanmar's voice was very sensual, which caused the women to laugh.

"This thing is so good," Yanma stroked Roger's buttocks, and Roger straightened up in disgust, goosebumps all over his body,

"Bend down, you're still against the sky," the Yanma said angrily, and Roger didn't dare to force herself with her, so he had to lean down again.

Roger pouted his ass as Wang Yue commanded. She thinks it's a kind of over-the-top. As soon as Roger finished meditating, his waist was still a little sore, and he was tortured by Wang Yue.

Roger didn't dare not pout, because she was new here, and she didn't dare to offend these people, as long as he pouted, he suddenly heard the voice of the big Yanmar, "Let me clean her up/"

Roger was startled, she wanted to raise her head to change this position, so they began to abuse Roger.

Roger brought them endless fun, and every new prisoner had to be trampled by these old prisoners, because they were too lonely and in need of catharsis, so the new prisoners were the ones they vented to, and they got fleeting pleasure from their scars.

If no new prisoners come in after a long time, they still feel that there is no place to go, and even hope that new prisoners will come in. In order to relieve the depression in their hearts, sometimes no new people have come in for a long time, and they are old prisoners who also play tricks and make fun of each other, and in this special environment, people's psychology is distorted.

Roger didn't expect this Yanma to do this to her, she really wanted to slap her, but she had never fought, and she dared not to be angry with this tall woman. Roger wept secretly.

Roger picked up a pair of slippers on the ground and threw them at the Yanma. It hit the head of the big Yanma just right.

The women burst into laughter.

The Yanma has a crooked nose. "How the hell do you dare to hit me. Looking for death, you?"

The Yanma lunged at Roger. Roger became even more flustered in fright. I don't know how to meet this formidable enemy.

The Yanmar pressed Roger under him and gritted his teeth and said, "Little girl, do you believe that I killed you?"

Roger was ridden under a great horse, and she had been subjected to such humiliation. Tears of shame almost fell.

"Alright. Yanma, don't toss around. You're in a hurry, because you lack that thing. Commander Wang Xiao spoke.

The Commander's words drew a burst of laughter.

"Okay, everyone be quiet, it's time to start eating, everyone is seated, ready to eat. The trumpet commander commanded.

The women sat up straight in an instant. Waiting for the order to open the meal. In the detention center, what people crave most is to eat, and only when they eat will they really relax. People are most interested in eating and drinking in times of suffering.

When the people in the number heard that the meal was open, the enthusiasm immediately permeated the entire number.

They were also served by prisoners, but these were all well-behaved or short-term prisoners.

The women in the trumpet heard the sound of pots and bowls clashing, and the atmosphere suddenly came alive, and this moment was the time they looked forward to the most of the day. The woman in the trumpet rejoiced, and the captain poked her head out of the door, waiting for the delivery of food.

The meal was sent in from the square mouth of the door, and the commander was responsible for distributing food to everyone, and you had to eat whatever she gave you, which was the absolute authority of the commander.

The captain sent the meal to the front first, Roger is the new here, of course, her seat is at the back, and when the meal is sent to her, the captain has only thrown her a nest, and it is common for people here to eat nests. There wasn't even a little oil star, and the vegetable soup was gone to Roger's place.

Roger couldn't eat it, what kind of food was this, she had eaten this? These foods were disgusting to her, let alone eating, the head of the nest where the commander was still coming was placed in front of her, and she didn't even move.

"Why don't you eat it?" The commander asked.

"I can't eat it. Roger said.

"It's time to eat it when you want to. The commander said meaningfully.

。 "That's it, little girl, if you don't eat for me, I'm not full. "The Great Yanma Road.

Roger disdainfully threw the nest head to the Yanma. The Yanma took the head of the nest and devoured it.

"You will regret it, and you will pay a heavy price for your childishness. The commander warned.

The ocean horse devoured the head of the nest.

Roger didn't care. In fact, she didn't treat the nest head as a good thing, and gave it to the Yanma casually, even if the Yanma didn't want it, she would still drop it.

The next thing that was waiting for her was miserable, after lunch, and meditating again, Roger sat up straight, no one can be crooked during meditation, they must sit up straight, if they slack off, they will be corrected by the people behind them, they monitor one by one,

Roger felt hungry as he sat down, and his heart suddenly panicked. The butt also fidgeted as if it had been pricked by a needle. She wanted to eat something now, but there was nothing, and she had to wait until the evening to eat.

Just when Roger was flustered, she was slapped in the face, "Sit down, shake your head." ”

It was the Yanma who hit her, and the Yanma was next to her, so she was correcting her sitting posture.

How dare you not bow your head under the low eaves. Roger sat down obediently, not daring to come out.

Roger was really hungry. Hungry a little unbearable, people can't fight to the limit, and now Roger regrets giving the nest head to the Yanmar, the nest head is really a good thing, people don't pick and choose when they are hungry.

The women in the trumpet were all sitting in silence, no one spoke, no one dared to speak, this was a way for them to think behind closed doors.

Roger couldn't sit still, his stomach growling, protesting to her. She endured this difficult time.

Roger's eyes were black, and his heart was panicked, and he stayed up until the time to defecate at night, that is, the time to let them go to the toilet. They lined up to go out, and it was the first time Roger had felt the sun since he came in.

At this time, it is also the best moment for the prisoners, because they can get out of the dirty and depressed trumpet, go outside to breathe a sigh of relief, and relieve their mood.

They stood in line, with Roger at the back. When Rogers came to the square, it was already full of people, not only women but also male prisoners, all standing in line with their hands down, and the faces of the prisoners were full of joy. The police stood in the center and gave orders to them. The armed police, armed with guns and ammunition, watched them vigilantly.

The male prisoner wasted no time in making faces at the women. There was a mysterious smile on his face.

"Count. The captain shouted that it was their turn to go to the toilet, which was on the west side, and it was a large public toilet. They counted when they went to the toilet, and when they were done, they also reported when they returned to the team, for fear of missing the prisoner.

(End of chapter)