The woman's brown-red hair was all combed back and tied behind her head, revealing her smooth forehead, making her appear energetic and proud. The uniform on his body was made entirely of leather, and was tight-fitting. The armed belts were tightly tightened, outlining his extremely hot curves. The bee waist is fat and full of meat. When walking, he sways left and right, making waves even more shocking, which is eye-catching.
At first glance, the woman's appearance is very ordinary, the type that would be unrecognizable on the street. Her slightly wrinkled brows have a somewhat sad look, like a weather-beaten and resentful woman; but at the second glance, But it has a different style, and it is a type that becomes more and more interesting the more you look at it.
With everyone watching, the woman walked to the center of the field.
"Introduce yourself..." The woman stood still, looked at the female prisoners around her with a careful look, and said in a deep voice, "I am A Qiaomu, the person in charge of the Black Prison Interrogation Center, the Queen's Fang!"
"The reason why I'm here today is because I heard..." She said in a long voice, looking through the female prisoners and falling behind them.
"Oh my god!" "No way..."
Low voices sounded among the female prisoners. There were expressions of disbelief on their faces. The nightmarish existence, Warden Harry House, was curling up with his fat body like a Shar-Pei, with fear in his small eyes.
"Some people claim that he is the only true god in this place." Aqiaomu looked at Harry House and asked slowly, "Am I right, Lord Warden?"
"No, I don't dare..." Harry House rolled over and ran over, his oily face covered with cold sweat. At this moment, he had already scolded the eighteen generations of the other party's ancestors in his heart.
Twenty minutes ago, this woman came to his office. At first he thought the other party was just a small official sent by Ice Blue City for routine inspection, but then he discovered as if he was discovering a new world that this seemingly ordinary-looking woman was actually a top-notch woman, with a plump body exuding an extremely sadistic color, and she was planning something. How to get the other party into your dungeon...
However, all this came to nothing after the other party showed his ID badge.
It only took less than a second for him to transform from the supreme true god into a frightened little white rabbit. Because the transformation process was so fast, even he himself didn't believe it was true.
Now let alone the other person's body, he didn't even dare to look directly at the corner of the other person's clothes.
Can he not be afraid? In the Black Prison Tribunal, Cuillis' direct influence, squeezing him, the Viscount, was like squeezing an ant to death.
Facing the cruelest existence in the entire Ambergris River and even the world, how could he not be frightened?
Harry House has always been a smart man, so he immediately put down all his stature and tried his best to please the other party. For example, now, he is working very hard to shrink his body so that his nearly three-meter-high pile of flesh looks shorter than the other person's, at least the position of his head is lower than the other person's.
"You must have misunderstood." The warden's face was filled with a flattering smile, and he cupped his hands with humility.
"You can't ask me about this matter." A Qiaomu turned to look at the female prisoners, "You must ask them."
The warden's face turned pale in a flash, and the fat on his face twitched, "This, this..."
After a few seconds of hesitation, the warden took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and showed a smile as warm as the sun.
"Oh, my little angels..." he piped up, trying to look as harmless and cute as possible.
"Ugh..." Several female prisoners covered their mouths as if they wanted to vomit.
The warden's face suddenly became ugly. These bitches dared to do this to him. If it had been before, they would have been dragged into the dungeon and punished in various ways.
However, he was always a man who had seen the storm, and he quickly calmed down, stood on tiptoes, and moved in front of the female prisoners, "Oh, my little angels, what's wrong with you..."
"vomit……"
More people were gagging.
"Tell this adult that I treat you like my own children and take good care of you..."
"vomit……"
"Okay, Harry House!" Arqiao Mu finally couldn't bear it anymore and stopped him.
At some point, she had a riding crop in her hand, pointed at the other person and said, "I came to watch the True God's performance today..." The voice suddenly became louder, "Now, take off your dog skin!"
"What?" The warden's eyes widened, as if he didn't understand what she meant.
"I won't say the same thing twice!" Aqiaomu said sharply.
The warden's pupils shrank, his hands clenched into fists, his face gloomy. The shame of having him take off his clothes in front of these bitches was worse than killing him.
After a few seconds of silence, the warden took a few deep breaths, slowly raised his hand, and unbuttoned the first button of the collar. That resolute look was like that of a brave warrior who risked his life generously.
Harry House has always been a smart man. The reason why he has survived to this day and became the warden of this prison is not because of his Lord-level strength. Although there are not many but not many World Lord-levels, it can really make him What survives is the spirit of resilience.
In front of everyone, the warden took off his clothes, revealing a body of white fat. As soon as he threw away his pants, a cold wind suddenly stirred up under his feet, and he didn't react for a moment.
"puff!"
The warden's body froze, his face quickly turned the color of pig liver, and then he howled like a slaughtering pig.
Ah Qiaomu took advantage of his unpreparedness and hit the vital point with his kick.
"Pig!" She yelled while waving her riding crop, whizzing twice, and a cross whip mark appeared on her naked white flesh.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!"
Roshan was rolling on the ground, screaming wildly.
"Does anyone want to try it?" Aqiaomu turned his finger and turned the riding whip, handing the wooden handle to the nearby female prisoner.
No one took the whip, they all watched silently.
"Think about how he treated you."
"You only have one chance, freedom or perdition..."
Ah Qiaomu said slowly, and a tall woman stepped out from the crowd, grabbed the whip, and whipped it hard at the mountain of meat rolling on the ground.
"go to hell!"
Soon more women rushed forward, punching and kicking Roshan. They were extremely vicious in their moves, targeting vital points every time.
"Whip it to death!" "Kill this pig!"
Seeing more and more female prisoners coming around, the warden screamed in despair, "No, no!"
"It really screams worse than a pig!" "Pig, regret coming to this world!" "Uh ho ho ho ho!" "Oh ho ho ho ho ho..."
The painful howls were soon drowned out by high-pitched laughter, and a carnival feast began.
On this stormy night with roaring thunder and lightning, the Black Prison Trial Guard, known as the "Bitch Army" in later generations, was formally established. Just look at their origins to know how notorious this unit is - murderers, psychopaths, sadists...
