Song Caixia kept staring at the wife.

She did it skillfully to avoid the gaze of her husband who was riding on her body, and also the gaze of the other men around her. Song Caixia secretly made all kinds of provocative gestures at the woman, deliberately making an extremely satisfied expression. She let her wife see her debauchery and confused eyes, and told her that she was very cool with practical actions, and it was still under your husband's efforts. Hey, hey, hey...... All of this originally belonged to you, but now it's all my wife and I alone.

She just wanted to provoke the anger in his wife's heart.

Song Caixia succeeded!

When humiliation and anger become the last thoughts in the mind, anyone is on the verge of exploding. The latter, in particular, devours the former at an astonishing rate, flooding itself with all its furious energy. In the end, the monstrous anger took over everything, and there was no more reason and calmness. beating, ramming, tearing...... Even killing people, more and more terrifying thoughts are shifting towards darkness, and no one will care about what the consequences of doing so will be.

"You shameless slut!"

The wife let out a hoarse and somewhat voiceless roar from the depths of her throat. She roared with tears and waved her hands, just like a middle-aged woman who often had disputes in the vegetable market, desperately swooping towards Song Caixia.

I'll let you seduce my man!

I'm going to scratch that damn face of yours!

I'm going to gouge out your thief's eyes!

Song Caixia had a good grasp of the timing, and she jumped away from under the man like a loach. Covering her chest with her hands tightly, like a helpless girl who has been bullied, she screamed miserably: "Don't! Help me! You're hurting me......"

The husband who was on the verge felt that the important parts had become cold, and there was no longer the comfortable warmth that it had before. The sudden upheaval made him furious, and he happened to see his wife, who looked like a madman, grabbing Song Caixia indiscriminately, and couldn't help but be angry, and without thinking about it, he reached out and grabbed his wife's long hair, and in the painful roar, he pulled desperately towards his side.

"Stinky bitch! Don't you see Lao Tzu busy? What do you want? Xiao Song is a good girl. ”

He spoke mercilessly, as if it were a stranger who had been caught by the hair.

In peacetime, a husband would certainly not treat his wife like this.

But now it's different. Tomorrow everyone will die, and the corpse will not pick and choose just because you are handsome or ugly. Nima's, what's wrong with Lao Tzu being cool before he dies? We've slept in the same bed for more than a decade, and I'm now giving you the opportunity to interact with other men as well. Whether you want it or not is your business, but never interfere with me, and you are not allowed to take away Lao Tzu's last happiness.

The husband grabbed the woman and beat her violently, and his fist fell like hail. The woman was beaten so badly that she was speechless after a few seconds. A husband who is stimulated by hormones and rage is like a stimulant. He only had Song Caixia in his eyes, and there was no second person at all.

His wife's spine was broken. It was the result of her husband holding her head in both hands and slamming it into the concrete floor at an angle of attack. Everyone in the dungeon heard a crisp "click", and no one went to stop it, everyone had seen too much of this kind of thing. No matter who kills whom, the outcome is no different.

Song Caixia curled up beside another man. She squeezed the man with her body, her face full of fear and frightened expressions, and her soft body kept touching the man's sensitive parts. This action seemed normal to others, and it was exactly what a frightened girl should be. However, the man's feelings were very different. He was stimulated by Song Caixia to have desire, unceremoniously reached out to wrap his arms around her shoulders, and took her in his arms.

By the time the husband killed his wife, threw the lifeless body aside, and turned around, Song Caixia had already been pressed to the ground by the man. Her two white and tender thighs kept kicking on the ground, and the mouth that was forcibly kissed by the man made a "hmm" sound. The man's back blocked the view, and the husband could only see Song Caixia's two arms as if they were resisting, but he couldn't break free from the man's strong and powerful control.

Nima, do you dare to rob Lao Tzu's woman?

I even killed my own wife, am I still afraid of you dog mongrel?

The roar and roar rang out again, and the two men scuffled together inexplicably. Your fist broke the bridge of my nose, and my fist burst your eye sockets. Blood flowed out of the two bodies as if they didn't want money, and the air was filled with fishy and foul smells. Filthy saliva splattered with the roar, and the heavy impact was heart-pounding. Strength is used unscrupulously, and physical energy is rapidly depleted over time.

By the end, both men were dying, and both had lost the strength to take out the other. They lay on the ground limp like rotten shrimp that have been drained of their bones, blood flowing from their mouths and nostrils. A tongue was cut in half, the bridge of the nose was broken, and the cheek swelled like a balloon. The other had his neck bitten open, and a large chunk of flesh had been torn off. His left eyeball hangs outside his eye socket. It was the result of the opponent forcibly pressing in with his thumb and squeezing the ball out.

There was so much commotion in the basement that the corpses upstairs couldn't be at peace. By the time they came down, the chaos had subsided. The hideous-looking corpse kept a surveillance on the three people lying on the ground as usual. They dragged away the slain wives first, and then the two angry men on the verge of death.

No one was aware of the problem. Both the captives who came first and the newcomers who came in later regretted the violent fight between the two men. They believe that this power should not be spent in vain, but should be used in other ways. Especially the couple, even if they can't see each other, they should stand up, rush out, and find the murderous corpses upstairs desperately, instead of fighting in the basement and dying in vain.

Even if you want to die, it is worth dying. Anyway, you don't want to live, so it's better to rush to the front and leave us with the chance to escape.

People are selfish, at all times.

Song Caixia seemed to be very frightened. With her hands on her knees, she curled up alone in the corner, silent.

It's time to eat, it's time to sleep, it's time to sleep.

At noon the next day, Song Caixia left the corner of the basement and hooked up with another man.

The method is still so old-fashioned and nothing new. Men like this routine, and no one will refuse a woman who takes the initiative to send it to the door. And she is good-looking, and she is considered a beauty with a high score.

The reason why Song Caixia wanted to seduce that husband yesterday was because there were other women in the captivity.

Gender, which is a natural advantage, is also an important magic weapon used by Song Caixia to protect herself. From this point of view, that wife is actually the biggest threat to Song Caixia, far more than others. So she had to die, and she had to be killed as fast as she could. More importantly, the murder must be naturalized and removed from the whole affair.

It has been a constant truth for thousands of years that men will have disputes over women.

A single woman in a group of men will be sought after, loved, and ravaged by the crazy and ferocious combination of all men. Whether these practices are good or bad, they determine the unique and special status of women among men. But if there are two women, this status advantage will be thin. A lot of things can get out of your control.

Relying on men's scramble for possession of herself, Song Caixia lived one more day.

The murderous corpse dragged away two fools who were controlled by hormones and worked desperately for Song Caixia as usual.

The intelligence of mutated creatures increases over time. They have become accustomed to fighting in the basement and have even become interested in warfare between such prey. Just today, after the two men started fighting, several murderous corpses walked down the stairs. They did not meddle in the slightest, but leaned their machetes and spears against their sides, sat down on the steps, and watched with interest.

It's like boars fighting over the right to mate sows on a human farm. The farmer took an interest in these chubby creatures and watched them arch their noses and snort forward, crushing their opponents with their fat, fleshy bodies...... In short, a group of prey that poses no threat to themselves. They are eventually sent to slaughterhouses, where they are cut into bones and pieces of meat and sold on the market.

There are not many prisoners left in the dungeon. At most, it's enough to last until tomorrow.

To be precise, there were two male captives left.

They are thin and short. One is about 1.65 meters tall, the other is even shorter than him, and he is also a cripple.

This is an innate gene brought out of the mother's womb, and it is difficult to change it through acquired nutritional supplementation. With Song Caixia's height of more than 1.7 meters, you can see the top of their heads when she stands up.

These were the two weakest of all the captives. With Song Caixia's strength, it is not difficult to deal with them, and it can even be said that it is easy.

Only the least threatening person survives to the end. This is Song Caixia's rule.

It's dinner time again.

Through the cold and hard metal railing, when Song Caixia took the big bowl full of rice from the fat cook's hand, she suddenly heard the fat woman talking to herself.

"The dead man is right: you're a shameless bitch!"

There weren't as many people eating in the dungeon as there were the other days, and the four women who were locked up on the other side of the railing had less to do. The other three women looked at the side, but no one spoke. The fat cook looked a little proud. She raised her rice spoon, pointed at Song Caixia, and unceremoniously opened her mouth to spew saliva.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You're a bad woman. Let others die, but you yourself will live. Stinky and shameless cheap 1 goods, God is really blind, why didn't he let you die outside? ”

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