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1485. Chapter 1485 Her hands are dirty

The two prison guards who were chatting had no time to talk, so they took the things in their hands and went to the whistle.

The prison guards inspected all around the prison rushed over. They were inspecting the core of the prison. If something happened to the prisoners in it, it would be a huge trouble. The two prison guards who had been chatting before came, and they thought they would see the scene that Yan Bai was half-dead by Sister Li, but when they arrived at the scene and saw the scene in front of them, they couldn't speak...

"Damn..."

"This... this... am I hallucinating..." The scene was silent, and someone murmured to himself, as if he was scared. The prison guard who had arranged for Yan Bai to be sent to this prison room before was even more pale. He took a few steps back, his feet softened, and he fell to the ground.

The burly and stronger than a man, Sister Li fell to the ground at this moment. She seemed to cry but not cry, but not laughed. Her face was trembling with her trembling. Her eyes were wide open with fear and anxiety. No one knew what she had experienced. There was a blood hole in her abdomen, and the ground was covered with red spreading. She moved her body hard and went to the corner, as if to avoid it... Yan Bai, who was standing in front of her, was thin.

"I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you..." Sister Li took out a little organ from her abdomen, and the scene looked a bit bloody.

"I won't play anymore, I won't play this game anymore... No, no..." Sister Li shook her head, tilted her hand on the toilet, and stuffed her head directly into the toilet. The light yellow toilet water was bubbled.

In everyone's eyes, Sister Li seemed to be crazy.

Yan Bai stood in front of Sister Li, with a purple-red pinch mark on her slender neck, the striped prison uniform on her body was dyed red, her head was still dripping wet, her eyes were a little confused, she raised her hands and looked at her palms. The strong fishy smell was blood.

Her hands were dirty.

"Don't move!" The prison guard standing outside finally walked in, holding an electric shock stick and other instruments in his hands, looking at Yan Bai vigilantly, guarding against what Yan Bai would do. Several people carried Sister Li away, who had lost consciousness, while the other two surrounded Yan Bai. Looking at Yan Bai's shackles, his eyes were palpitations. They really couldn't figure out what they had.

"What did you do!" Several people approached Yan Bai, aimed the electric shock stick in their hands at Yan Bai, and opened it.

"We are just playing games, she doesn't want to play anymore." Yan Bai replied.

"My hands are dirty." Yan Bai raised his hand, and the shackles in his hands tinkled.

"Can you take me to wash it?" Yan Bai spoke meticulously and politely. She smiled at the two prison guards. Now no one dared to underestimate Yan Bai. In the true sense, she was not as weak and innocent as she appeared, and even in prison, she was not the target of being bullied.

It was just like this and his attitude that made everyone in front of him feel a deep chill from the bottom of their heart.

A person who appears to be fierce is nothing. The most terrifying thing is that he always smiles, is cute and docile but quietly inserts a knife into your heart.

"Hmm? Is that OK?" Yan Bai looked at the person in front of him with some confusion in his eyes.

...

After Sister Li’s affairs, the next day, Yan Bai was detained alone, locked in a square iron cage. Her every move was under surveillance to prevent her from taking other abnormal actions.
Chapter completed!
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