Women's Prison.

It's a bad feeling to be in prison.

The cell was unusually damp and smelled unpleasant, the smell of dampness after the rain and the smell of dried blood, and human feces.

The whole space was very dim, because there was no daylight all year round, and even the air was turbid.

A normal person can't stand it for a while, let alone those who have been locked up here for dozens of days, or even months, which is even more of an ordeal.

In the evening, the setting sun shone on the ruined city wall, the iron gate emitted the light of the forest, and the two burly instructors were like hellish Shura, with their faces strained and their hands behind their backs, and their faces were full of seriousness.

Even when the occasional cry came from one of the cells, the instructors were cold and expressionless.

This is the prison.

Hell on earth.

It's like a forgotten and spurned corner of the world.

Just a wall away, the sun is shining outside the wall, but the prison is filled with the stench of rotten mold, forming a vivid irony.

Every day you spend here, the more desperate you become.

Song Anqi was just clubbed at the foot of the window, looking up at the window, watching the stars shift outside, fantasizing about when she would be able to go out......

But she knew that it was a very long process, and maybe by the time she went out, she would already be old.

If you're lucky, you might be able to see her mother, who is in bed and has become a vegetative state; If she's unlucky, maybe her parents aren't there.

Thinking of this, the hatred in her eyes resurfaced.

That damn Song Yinyin, she must be very proud now, because she is the only one who has the last laugh, but she has nothing......

The hatred in her heart, like a poisonous insect, pierces her heart, if Song Yinyin is in front of her, she will definitely pounce on it and gnaw away the flesh and blood on her body......

"Hey, No. 3021, what are you doing here, here's my bed, get out of the way!" Someone poked her in the back with a finger.

She glared back with a cold eye, her eyes were full of red bloodshots, which frightened the other party, and instinctively took a big step back.

The man was a short-haired woman in her thirties, with an accent from out of town, and she shuddered twice at the sight of this.

Realizing that she had lost a lot of Song Anqi in terms of momentum, the short-haired woman was very unconvinced, and dared to say, "What are you staring at me for?" Don't let me tell you, this was my bed! ”

Someone quickly reached out and grabbed a handful of short-haired women.

"New here, don't mess with her. You haven't heard of it, have you? The previous tyrant in the women's prison, named Wang Dahua, was blinded by this vicious woman. If you don't want to become a blind person like Wang Dahua, don't mess with her, when the time comes, you will have your liver gouged out and your nose cut, and no one will be able to save you. ”

When the short-haired woman heard this, she was frightened.

This man's words are not exaggerated at all.

Before, Wang Dahua and her little followers bullied Song Anqi every day, but Song Anqi couldn't stand it anymore, so she took revenge.

Once, while everyone was out in the wind, they pretended to be careless and tripped Wang Dahua, but Wang Dahua fell to the ground and was blinded by a bamboo stick inserted in the soil......

It can be seen how ruthless Song Anqi is this woman.

When the short-haired woman heard this, she closed her mouth and did not dare to say any more.

Song Anqi dropped a cold look, and then looked up at the pair of windows above her head......

At this moment, someone shouted at the door: "No. 3021, Song Anqi, come out!" ”