Chapter 972: : No longer the old Amon

Helan Xiaoxin's hand stopped, looking at Yue Zitong's eyes, his smile slowly reduced.
"Why, you don't want to marry me?"
Yue Zitong's hand struck her heavily.
Helan Xiaoxin, who was caught off guard, screamed in pain, hurriedly pushed her away and backed away.
In terms of IQ alone, Xin Jie asked herself that she could crush eight Yue Zitongs.
But if you do it, the eight Helan Xiaoxins are no match for Guoan agents.
Without the restraint of outsiders, Helan Xiaoxin would be silly to get along with Yue Zitong.
It's not rough, and it doesn't work.
Helan Xiaoxin noticed something wrong, took a few steps back and turned around and was about to run towards the door, but he felt his feet trip and his body flew up.
However, Yue Zitong quickly stretched out her foot short and hooked her right foot.
Amidst the screams, she could only helplessly fall to the floor.
Fortunately, there was a thick red carpet on the floor of the small conference room where the senior prison leaders met.
So even if Xin Jie threw herself on the ground like a dog eating shit, she wouldn't have much pain.
As soon as her chin touched the ground, she didn't dare to look back, hurriedly supporting her hands on the ground and getting up.
One foot stepped on her back in time.
It's still a bit conscientious that Yue Zitong has already thrown off his high heels before stepping on her new sister, and only stepped on her with her feet.
Otherwise, the heels of high-heeled shoes, which are not much thicker than the awl, will definitely be injured by stepping on the new sister's back.
"Yue Zitong, are you crazy? Let go, let go of me!"
Helan Xiaoxin was also a ruthless character who dared to kill with a knife when he first went to prison. He had practiced taekwondo for several years before.
However, her fierceness and the skill of embroidering her legs are invincible to ordinary women.
But against Yue Zitong, who was born as an agent in Guoan--even if her aunt and her elders spent six years in Guoan, they have been in trouble, but the close combat skills learned in the ears and eyes are more than enough if you want to end abuse the Helan fairy. .
"Let go of you? Hey, hey, beauty, after provoking the desire and fire in my heart, uncle, I just want to flash people, how can it be so easy?"
When Yue Zitong sneered at Xie Xie, Li Nanfang appeared in his mind.
She was thinking about what he would do if she were replaced by Li Nanfang.
At this moment, Li Nanfang became possessed.
Disregarding Helan Xiaoxin’s struggle, cursing, and with an evil smile on his face, Yue Zitong bent down and stretched out his hand to pluck her hair, and lifted her from the ground. Before she could react, he raised his right knee and went fiercely. It hit her stomach.
Beating people is also a technical job. Just like the common people often say, you can beat a beater, not a beater.
It means that when people who know how to fight are beating people, after a violent squat, they can only hurt people, but there will be no life-threatening accidents.
If you don't know how to hit someone, you just fist it over-squeeze a grassy one, and the person is dead. Run quickly.
There is no doubt that Yue Zitong, who has been in Guoan for six years, is a hitter.
So don’t look at her knees that made the new sister unable to even scream, she immediately slumped to the ground with a pale face and her stomach, her eyes rolled white and her mouth wide open, and she looked like a dead fish in pain. Actually, she didn’t. It caused any danger to her life, but temporarily lost her ability to resist.
After Helan Xiaoxin suffered a heavy blow, he felt severe pain in his abdomen, and his eyes turned black. He just wanted to vomit with his mouth wide open, but couldn't vomit anything. Only cold sweats, waiting for the agonizing pain to pass.
The pain finally slowly began to fade away, as if after a century.
Then she felt cold, as if she was wearing no clothes.
It's grass, and I didn't wear any clothes.
When the new sister was completely awake, she realized that she was like a big white fish, her face was pushed down on the conference table by Yue Zitong.
Yue Zitong was like being possessed by a devil, with an evil smile on his face. He locked her neck with his left hand, making her unable to struggle with a little force, but he took an electric baton in his right hand and gestured in front of her eyes.
Alas, these in the prison, it's okay to hang this thing in the conference room, it is purely sick.
Digging, is this to dry the hair?
Is this to use a stick to deal with the old lady?
The point is, the demon also turned on the baton switch!
The blue arc slapped and slapped back and forth at the top of the club head.
Helan Xiaoxin almost fainted.
"Yue, Yue Zitong, are you crazy?"
Helan Xiaoxin struggled hard and screamed: "Come on, come on!"
This is a prison.
In addition to prisoners, there are batons that can discharge, and there are guards who can stop criminal acts.
According to the necessary procedures of the prison, when inmates see their families, even if it is not convenient for on-site surveillance, they will wait outside the door to prevent accidents.
That's why Helan Xiaoxin screamed desperately, hoping that the prison guard outside the door could rush in quickly and drag Yue Zitong, who had suddenly turned into a demon, out to rectify the Fa on the spot.
But what made the new sister desperate was that she screamed desperately, and there was no movement at the door.
Yue Zitong also deliberately relaxed the hand that locked her neck, so that she could call for help loudest.
After shouting for help for the eighteenth time, when no one appeared, Helan Xiaoxin closed her mouth.
She suddenly thought of a classic line: "Scream, shout, no one will come to rescue you even if you break your throat."
"Scream, you continue to shout? Why don't you shout?"
Yue Zitong sneered, took the electric baton and slowly put it on her body, and turned on the switch.
"what----"
The screams of screams broke out in an instant, humming the windows and doors.
The door was dead quiet.
If the high-voltage electric baton is slammed on a person and discharged, the person who is charged will roll his eyes and faint uncontrollably.
Of course, the lethality produced by this thing is far from enough to make Xin Sister roll her eyes and pass out, but she can taste the pain of being shocked to the greatest extent.
This kind of taste is really hard to write in Hsinchu.
"Scream, shout again. New sister, I suddenly enjoy your shouting, so sweet, I can't help but listen again."
The evil-faced Yue Zitong said, the electric baton in his hand was placed on her right again, and the switch was pressed again.
Then, there was another scream.
It's like indeed----no, I really enjoyed the screams of Helan Xiaoxin when he was tortured. Yue Zitong clicked on the left, clicked on the right, clicked on the right and then on the left, and so on.
At last, he vomited out the evil anger that was forced by her and had to be humiliated by her.
"No, don't call me anymore. Zitong, please, don't torture me any more, I want to die!"
Helan Xiaoxin hissed after seeing that Yue Zitong was about to order again. When he said the last three words, there was a smell of urine in the conference room.
Fortunately, Yue Zitong dodged in time, otherwise, don't even think about wearing this suit.
It is not too simple to torture people to urinary incontinence with electric batons.
"waste."
Yue Zitong cursed contemptuously, and the electric baton held a flower in his hand and handed it to his left hand.
He plucked Helan Xiaoxin's hair with his right hand, and vigorously dragged the muddy woman off the table, like throwing a sack to the sofa.
Helan Xiaoxin, who had been tortured to the point of collapse, immediately curled up, pulled off the sofa cover to cover her body, and began to cry sadly.
She was really afraid of being tortured.
When Yue Zitong was playing with flowers, although the methods were a little bit nasty, she didn't make her suffer such a serious crime.
Electricity her to urinary incontinence. Is this human work?
Yue Zitong had a refreshing appearance. When sitting on the sofa, the beautiful Erlang's legs were framed.
I lit a cigarette again, held it between my fingers dyed with peach nail polish, and spit out a puff of smoke. It was not only cool, but also very handsome.
The new sister was tortured to the point of weeping ghosts and ghosts, but the prison guards outside were like dead, and the reality that they did not show up clearly reminded her that no matter how Yue Zitong tortured her, even if she was tortured to death, no one would pay attention. of.
"She must have made arrangements long ago."
Helan Xiaoxin, who was crying in a mess, trembled all over, thinking like this in her heart.
"Don't cry. Isn't it embarrassing to be such an adult but cry like a child?"
Yue Zitong said faintly, and the cocked right foot loosened, the stilettos fell off from the foot, but they were caught by the toes again, rippling back and forth in the air.
What a shame?
Don't you feel so painful?
Do you want me to call with a stick?
Helan Xiaoxin thought aggrieved, not only did the tears not stop, but they flowed more urgently.
Yue Zitong frowned slightly, then picked up the electric baton and pressed the switch.
Crackling, the top of the evil stick began to flash blue arc again.
Helan Xiaoxin's sobbing stopped immediately.
"Get up, get dressed, I have something to tell you."
Yue Zitong was a little satisfied now, and kept pressing the electric baton switch: "Don't try to resist. Helan Xiaoxin, you have to understand a truth, you are no longer Amon."
No longer is Amon’s original intention, it means that Amon used to be an ignorant swinger, but now he has become a cow.
This sentence is not practical at all when applied to the new sister.
Yue Zitong used this to mock her, and currently it is a depilatory phoenix that is not as good as a chicken.
Helan Xiaoxin recognized it.
There is no way to deny it, right?
After all, she has been swept out by Helan's house, and she is no longer the bully Miss Helan.
The prison authorities did not dare to provoke her because of some special factors, but they would ignore it, or would never intervene. Yue Zitong accompanied by a guard of the Supreme Security Bureau took care of her.
Maybe, she was still hiding outside, praying with her hands folded, hoping that she would be tortured to death by Yue Zitong.
Thinking of the countless crimes committed against Yue Zitong when she was in power in the past, the new sister felt a little more balanced, bit her lip hard, dressed quickly, and walked into the indoor bathroom.
She hoped that there would be a May 4th pistol in the bathroom that the prison leaders had forgotten—it was a pity, no.
Without a pistol to embolden, Helan Xiaoxin would never be so stupid that he would take a stick and go to the point of fighting the bitch.
"How can someone from the highest security bureau follow her next to her? During the time I was in jail, what kind of luck did she take to make Jing Hong fawn on her?"
Helan Xiaoxin threw the towel in the wastebasket at his feet, and looked at the young woman in the mirror whose eyes were red and swollen from crying, and finally thought of the point that should have been thought of.
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