Chapter 1232

Hearing Ye Fei's question, Xiang Tianlai's body couldn't help being a little stunned and became a little stiff.

More than four years ago, shortly after ye Fei was released from prison, several women came to prison.

Compared with ordinary prisoners, these people are a little too beautiful, each figure is concave and convex, delicate face, with a breath that makes her feel different from ordinary people.

She can't say what this feeling is, but after years of struggling in the society, she knows very well that these women who are backward are not ordinary people, they must be different from ordinary people.

Because of this intuition, she has always been careful to reduce her sense of existence and avoid conflicts with several people.

Everything has been calm, it seems so peaceful.

But half a month later, they were eating in the canteen. A woman named Hu Jiawen, the leader of the group, came up to her and knocked over her plate.

Soup and water splashed her all day, and yellow juice trickled down the table: "I heard you were chewing your tongue behind your back, saying I was a fox spirit?"

She raised her head and looked at the woman in front of her who forced to wear prison uniform. She sneered: "if you hear that your grandfather is sleeping and your mother is sleeping tomorrow, will you also be on my head?"

When the woman was stunned, she flashed a cold light in her eyes. She stepped on an empty stool and pulled out Xiang Tianlai's hair: "I'd like to see if you can still be so arrogant when I tear up your mouth."

She was conceited that she had been sentenced to death, and her time was running out. Although she didn't want to cause trouble, she was not afraid to cause trouble. So when she saw a woman do something, she would take the tray on the table and pat her head.

But let everyone surprise things happened very quickly, because Rao is her hand is agile, but the tray that can be photographed is easily flashed by a woman's side, and then a long leg kicks out of the old high, directly kicks in her stomach.

She snorted, and her mouth was sweet.

She asked herself that the fights she had fought from childhood to adulthood were not few, but there were few such fights that had already been kicked to the ground without even fighting back.

However, no one knows more than her how strong her foot is. Compared with many big men, her strength is even more fierce. It seems that only one foot will twist her viscera together.

Where she will admit defeat, bite teeth from the ground to climb up, and again with this beautiful woman to attract.

Several times during this period, she used to use the method but failed to work. She thought that she could trip her down by tripping her, but she did not move. She thought that she punched her waist and abdomen, and she would sweat more than ever. But when she punched her waist and abdomen, she knew that the muscles there were incomparable.

Then, she began to fall into the underdog everywhere, and after her fight again and again, there was no strength to fight back.

What makes her feel even more frightened is that this woman is like a killer. With every punch and attack, she successfully hits the most vulnerable part of the human body.

At that time, a fear began to grow in her heart.

If she's a killer, what about the other women who went to jail with her? Are they all killers?

Unable to explain why, she always felt that these people were aiming at herself, but she had already been sentenced to death and had not had a few months to live. Who in the end could not tolerate even a few months? To take such a big risk and send someone to jail to take her life?