Chapter 599 He Hasn't Died Yet?

"Yes! Chief."

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A deep, damp prison.

Huan Qingyan shuddered, and felt an extremely uncomfortable feeling in her heart, as if she wanted to scream and escape from here.

Jimo Ya held her hand and led the way. The prison was built underground, very large and empty.

With every step, the sound of footsteps echoed.

Occasionally, from the depths of the dungeon, there were bursts of whining and whining sounds, which made people jump.

"What's the matter? Yan girl?" Jimo Ya noticed her abnormality from the very beginning when he came in.

The girl felt extremely disgusted when she entered the dungeon, with panic and fear on her face.

Huan Qingyan didn't know what was wrong with her, so she calmed down, "I'm a little flustered, I don't know why? What are we going to do in the dungeon?"

In Jimo Ya's Xingchen's eyes, there are tiny light and shadows shining, and the brilliance of his whole body is like a bright lamp, illuminating everything around him.

Wisdom and elegance, noble and alienated.

He walked at an unhurried pace, holding Huan Qingyan's hand, walking without stopping.

"It's coming soon, you'll know it."

Because of Jimo Ya's arrival, the guards in the dungeon withdrew, and now, apart from the prisoners, there were only the two of them.

Walked for a while.

The inside is getting more and more humid, mixed with bursts of musty smell, which is particularly unpleasant.

Jimo Ya explained, "This is the area for condemned prisoners."

While speaking, the two of them had reached the depths of the prison, where the cells were made of special cold iron.

Dim oil lamps hung half-burned on the wall, and the light in the corridor was dim.

Jimo Ya came outside a stinking prison cell with a phantom face.

There are two death row prisoners in this cell. An obese man, the fat on his body is like waves, hanging down in circles. He is very ugly and has a fierce face. He is beating and scolding a woman who describes withered wormwood. with.

With such a fat man, Huan Qingyan knew who it was without looking at his face!

Kim Dae Jong!

He is not dead yet?

The judgment of the Holy Court seems to be too slow.

Jimo Ya signaled her to calm down her anger, don't get angry easily!

The light in the dungeon was already dark, but Jimo Ya put away the self-luminous effect at this time and hid in the dark, so Jin Dazhong hadn't noticed the two of them yet.

The woman who was beaten, scolded and abused by Jin Dazhong, her clothes were so ragged that she was almost naked, and her body was covered with bruises and bruises, which were shocking, all over her body, including the woman's private parts.

Jin Dazhong grabbed the protruding part of the woman's chest and twisted it fiercely, "It's all about you, you stinky bastard, you're the stinky bastard who caused me so much misery, and I'm sentenced to death, every day Locked up in this dark place, fed like pig food..."

The woman turned pale from the pain, and wanted to back away from fear.

Squeaking, as if weeping.

Jin Dazhong got angry, pulled her hair, slapped her ears, and beat her mouth to bleed, "What are you hiding? I have played with you all over the body, every day I feel like vomiting, now She has no sexual interest in you at all, she is just a crazy woman with no flesh, she feels like throwing up when she sees you, what is there to hide from?"

Huan Qingyan was very angry, this Jin Dazhong was harming women again, and she was about to go forward and act bravely.

He was held back by Jimo Ya.

She saw the woman's face clearly with the help of the faint hallway light in the dungeon.