During the afternoon break, all the female prisoners in the prison gathered in the open space and formed a circle, waiting for the game to start.
Sister Hei and her supporters held banners, chewed gum, and painted colorful things on their faces.
Once Xia Qianchen passed by, they hissed and pointed their thumbs down in unison...
A gust of wind blew.
Yellow sand is flying on the field.
Xia Qianchen inexplicably thought of the bullfighting competition on TV.
All the atmosphere makes people's blood boil, and anger flows from the blood.
Ellen took off her coat, twisted her joints, and did warm-up exercises.
Sister Hei sent someone to search her body to see if she was carrying any weapons.
Not to be outdone, Xia Qianchen also asked to search Anda's body.
The setting sun gradually set, and the fiery red enveloped the prison area and the open space. Sister Hei blew her whistle——
It was a very cruel game.
Two highly trained killers were sweating profusely on the field.
Anda was obviously under some kind of instruction and was in a hurry to show off. He attacked Anda mercilessly and used every move to kill him...
Foreigners are inherently stronger than Chinese people and as fierce as tigers. In addition, Anda's size and bulk are much larger than Ellen's.
The two are of equal strength, both offensively and defensively.
At first, they just dealt with each other, with equal strength.
As time went by, Ellen gradually began to lose her physical strength. Anda, who had conserved his physical strength, took the opportunity to gain the upper hand and chased after him...
Xia Qianchen had already expected that the result would be like this, and was mentally prepared, hoping nothing would happen to Ellen.
An hour later, with most of Ellen's energy exhausted, she suddenly tilted her head and was knocked to the ground by a fierce fist, causing yellow dust to fly.
Red blood spat out, and the surrounding circle shrank back.
Xia Qianchen hurriedly walked over there, but before she arrived, Ellen got up and fought hard again.
Another punch, hitting the head in the same position——
In the afterglow of the setting sun, Xia Qianchen saw sweat pouring out of Ellen's hair, and her falling movements also lengthened in her field of vision.
Ellen fell heavily to the ground, blood dripping into her eyes, which were misty.
She shook her head and began to wipe her eyes.
His hair was pulled up, and Anda took advantage of the victory to pursue it, hitting Ellen on the head with his iron fist time and time again.
Xia Qianchen noticed that Anda hit the same place.
Ellen seemed to have completely lost the ability to fight back and fell to the ground, accepting the violent attack.
"Ellen," Xia Qianchen shouted, "admit defeat."
Ellen's eyes were covered with blood, dripping thickly.
She was breathing heavily, as if every breath she took would exhaust her last breath.
"Ellen, Ellen..." Xia Qianchen shouted.
Sister Hei and others were already cheering excitedly.
"Beat her to death, beat her to death!"
"Sister An, beat her to death——"
Countless voices echoed in the open space.
The last afterglow seemed to be stained with blood and was about to be slowly swallowed by the night.
When no one was paying attention, Xia Qianchen reached out and moved her hand somewhere, and shot out five silver needles, attacking Ellen's vital parts respectively...
Anda screamed in pain and froze.
Xia Qianchen took the opportunity to rush onto the field: "The game is over!"
Anda wanted to continue beating her, but the silver needle was working in her body, and she had to give up and lower her fist.
"Ellen, are you okay?" Xia Qianchen was surrounded by deep self-blame. She knelt down and helped Ellen up. Looking at her dying appearance, she felt her nose was sore.
Xia Qianchen gritted her teeth tightly and looked at her with hatred.
Damn it, Nangong, Young Emperor.
Dark night finally fell.
A high cross was set up in the open space, and Ellen was hung on the cross with her limbs tied.
She passed out completely, her head hung down, and her body was covered with wounds and bloody scabs.
"Haha, doesn't she like crosses? Let her pretend to be a goddess!"
Xia Qianchen wanted to rush forward, but several people held her down and couldn't move.
Sister Hei walked up to her, and slapped her face with his rough hands: "You are so blind that you have admitted the wrong master. But we, Sister An, will give you a chance to change your ways. Let's see what happens next."
How do you behave well... If you don't know how to show appreciation, you will go to accompany Ellen!"
When it was lights out time, Xia Qianchen was thrown into the prison dormitory.
"Bang -" The iron door was closed and locked.
Xia Qianchen sat on the bed, thinking of Ellen in the open space, and became anxious.
She was already dying and was tied to the cross. She was afraid that she would die by the time tomorrow morning.
"Let me out..." Suddenly the female prisoner opposite opened the iron door and imitated Xia Qianchen's tone and said, "Warden, my roommate Ellen is still in the open space, please let her down."
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha." It was Sister Hei's wild laughter.
"Xia Qianchen, we are looking forward to your performance tomorrow."
…
In the darkness, the sounds of ridicule came and went, like countless silver needles piercing Xia Qianchen's eardrums.
She sat coldly, looking at the sewing box in her hand...
For the first time, she hated her own weakness. Because she was not strong enough, she was bullied everywhere.
It was late at night, Xia Qianchen opened her eyes wide and was filled with anger, how could she sleep?
Feeling movement outside the door, she asked sensitively: "Who is it?"
My body suddenly became sleepy, I couldn't open my eyes, and I soon fell asleep.
The iron door was opened, and two bodyguards walked in and quietly carried Xia Qianchen on their shoulders.
Outside the prison, Rhodes was sitting in a black RV waiting, checking the time from time to time...
He had to put Xia Qianchen on the emperor's bed before he took a bath so that he could enjoy it, and then send Xia Qianchen back before dawn.
Why did this strange job fall to him?
However, Rhodes felt that the weirdest thing was Young Emperor Nangong, whose behavior had become unreasonable since meeting Xia Qianchen.
Could this be a man in love?
Of course, Rhodes felt that his young master was different from ordinary people, so the way he loved people was so "special".
☆☆☆☆☆Special division for young master☆☆☆☆☆
Nangong Young Emperor sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a glass of wine.
Her hair, which had just been bathed, was half dry and shining with moisture, her eyelashes were fluttering, and her lips were bright red.
The wine glass in his hand was shaking, and the beautiful color was as moving as Xia Qianchen's drunken expression...
He couldn't forget her. Of course he didn't think it was because he loved her, but because he missed her body!
Rhodes knocked on the door, and Xia Qianchen was carried in by two bodyguards and put on the bed.