Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Chapter 570 Psychiatric Prison Murderer No. 036 (4)

The male prisoner was stunned, and the person next to him gave him an arm.

"That's No. 036."

He whispered in his ear.

"What?" The male prisoner raised his voice in disbelief and turned his eyes away, unable to look away for a moment, "No. 036, she."

This No. 036 looks different from what they all discussed.

Most people think that she should be a seductive woman with a voluptuous figure, charming manners, and charming smiles, who seduced the warden's soul.

There are also a few people who speculate that she is probably a woman who looks as clean as a lotus flower, very pure and has a fairy spirit. She looks like a girl from a good family on the outside, but she is actually very seductive behind the scenes.

The warden looks sullen, so he probably likes it.

But now it seems

The male prisoner looked at the little girl over there with a complicated expression. Now it seems that the warden's habit may be more severe.

"Um, is the warden a pedophile?"

This little girl is really beautiful and tight, and it makes me happy to see her. But even though she looked a little too young, he suspected that such a young girl had committed something and was sent here.

At the same age as his daughter, if she had not been sent to Moskari, she would probably still be studying.

"What a pedophile."

Another prisoner's mouth twitched: "He is also in his twenties."

"You're not that old in your twenties." The male prisoner was lost in thought, "The little girls over there in Asia are indeed childish in appearance, but their skin is really too juicy. I guess their family conditions are not that good. It will be different. No, how do you know this?"

"I heard what someone said. I don't know how many times she introduced herself just now. This No. 036 is now a famous person. Look, how many people are around her now?"

The male prisoner was stunned and looked in the direction of his finger. As expected, there were indeed many people.

It's just that most of the male criminals are courteous. Occasionally, a few come up with ill intentions and want to tease them, but they are chased away after a short time.

The situation with the female criminal was obviously a much greater test for her.

Morrigan, the female criminal leader in this area. She led a group of female criminals with an unbalanced mentality to come to Jiaoyang, glanced at Jiaoyang from top to bottom, and then sneered.

"I thought he was some sort of vixen or fairy, but now I see he's just a little kid with no hair at all."

Europeans and Americans regard facial features as three-dimensional and deep as beauty. A yang-yang facial contour is softer and more oriental in appearance. Compared with mature women, they are more childish, not too tall, and have a slim figure. Slender and delicate, in comparison, she really looks like a child.

Jiaoyang raised her eyebrows after hearing this, looked over, and tilted her head to examine it.

"Youth is a blessing." Jiaoyang blinked, not unhappy at all.

"It's better than some people with wrinkled faces and tough skin who only feel jealous that others are prettier or younger than themselves, right?"

Jiaoyang spoke too fast, and Morrigan was stunned, as if she didn't expect that she would retaliate without hesitation. Then her face turned red with anger, and she instantly reached out her hand to hit her so angry that she would not pay for her life. Swing it across the face.

A group of female criminals behind quickly reached out to stop her. It was unclear what the relationship between this woman and the warden was. It would be better to have more trouble than less trouble.

However, Morrigan's hand was quickly restrained by Jiaoyang during the swing, and the force was so strong that it almost crushed her bones.

Morrigan was shocked to the core. The pain in her bones almost made her speechless. Cold sweat broke out on her forehead, looking at her little face with a harmless smile.

The two parties were in a stalemate for a few seconds. Jiaoyang threw her hand away. Morrigan's face turned pale and her hand fell down weakly.

Jiaoyang raised the corners of her lips: "Don't mess with me. Next time, I will definitely ask to keep your hand."

Everyone was shocked.

Morrigan's eyes were full of disgust: "You can kill or chop me into pieces. Ever since I was a child, what I hate the most is the kind of woman who has unclear and ambiguous relationships with other men and takes shortcuts by relying on her body."

You must know her experience. The reason why she was imprisoned for murder was because of that kind of woman. She was once a white-collar worker in a large company. She came from a small town. She relied on hard work and worked hard every day just to be appreciated by her superiors and have a chance to get a promotion and a salary increase.

As a result, not only did her efforts not pay off, she was laid off by the company at the end of the year.

Full of confusion, she returned to her hometown in despair and was looked down upon. Later, I learned that it was my colleague who seduced the general manager of the company with his figure and beauty. From then on, he rose to the top and was promoted and raised his salary even though he went to work every day.

And because he once had a quarrel with himself, he went to the general manager to give him a blow, which led to his dismissal.

Morrigan, who knew the truth at that time, was very angry. She drank some wine at night and accidentally got drunk. Then she became drunk and emboldened, and sneaked into the female colleague's house and killed her.

She avenged herself, but she also paid for it with her life.

But Morrigan has no regrets.

Because she had only one way to make that woman pay the price.

"Relying on your body to take shortcuts?" Jiaoyang blinked and tilted her head, her face full of confusion, "Why didn't I know what happened when?"

"Stop pretending." Morrigan sneered, and a group of female followers behind her also sneered.

This woman dares to do it or not.

"If you don't have that kind of relationship with the warden Jiang Mingluo, why do you have so many preferential treatment? A separate room, separate meals, and someone responsible for cleaning your cell every day, how can it be such a good thing? Do you think Are we blind or stupid?”

"That's right."

A group of female criminals echoed.

The male criminal originally wanted to break up the fight and make a good impression in front of the new, very beautiful female criminal.

Now that I heard them talk, I started to become a little curious.

"Why do you think it's my special privilege that I have a separate house, food, and someone to clean my room every day?"

Jiaoyang crossed her arms across her chest, and the smile on her face became meaningful.

"What do you mean?" A group of people around him were all stunned.

A group of people stayed together for too long, attracting the attention of the prison guards who had been observing. They stepped forward one after another, trying to separate the group of people.

Jiaoyang smiled and continued: "They isolated me from you. It's not me who is protecting, but you."

"ah?"

Jiaoyang hooked her fingers and motioned for them to come over. Then she squinted her eyes with a strange expression and whispered.

"Have you ever heard of a mental illness called 'antisocial personality disorder'? It is said that people with this disease may kill people anytime and anywhere."

Two chapters in one.

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