My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 818 The Great Beauty

After a lot of tossing, I finally got the prison uniform.

Antonio changed his position in an emergency and was responsible for distributing clothes. When people were not prepared, he inserted a small recording device into the gap of his underwear and successfully delivered it to Atwater.

This diligent performance also made the head of the prison guards appreciate him a lot.

Putting on orange-red prison uniforms, holding thin quilts and changing underwear, under the leadership of the prison guards, they lined up in two teams and walked towards the prison area.

Ethan wore this outfit, forget about the awkwardness in his heart.

Not far ahead, Antonio and the head of the prison guard with a shiny forehead walked together, shaking his baton around his waist.

"Herrera."

The head of the prison guard glanced at Antonio: "You are new, follow me these two days, and I will let you get acquainted as soon as possible."

"You decide, Boss."

Herrera is Antonio's pseudonym, he looked at the head of the prison guard and replied very simply.

For this undercover mission, all three of them fabricated an identity.

In this kind of place, it is best not to leave your real information.

There is not much difference between prison guards and patrol officers.

With Antonio's ability, he quickly turned around. This kind of thing is easy for him, and there is such a sharp breath in every gesture.

The head of the prison guard appreciated this very much.

"Don't call me Boss."

He buckled his belt and said with a smile, "Just call me Paresh."

"No problem, Boss."

Antonio didn't take this kind of polite words seriously, and still replied as before.

Paresh nodded in satisfaction, appreciating the newcomer even more.

During the march, he asked about Antonio's previous situation.

The background information has been memorized by heart. Facing Paresh's question, Antonio answered fluently without revealing any flaws.

Go up the steps and through the hallway.

There was a lot of noise inside. Listening to these sounds, I somehow felt that a group of wild beasts were roaring.

The guy in front of Ethan was obviously the first time.

His walking legs were trembling slightly.

Seeing him like this, Ethan shook his head. When he came to this kind of place, even if he was afraid of the surface, he had to pretend to be calm, and even show a little fierceness.

Just like this, don't bully anyone you bully.

The line of sight suddenly opened up.

This is a circular building with a height of four or five floors, surrounded by densely packed cells, facing the columnar guard's office in the middle.

The prison guards inside were pacing back and forth.

Their eyes all fell on the prisoners in orange clothes outside.

It should be the time for the wind, and the prisoners gathered in groups of three and four in the circular corridor. When they saw a newcomer coming in, whistles sounded, accompanied by bursts of maniacal laughter.

"Have you seen an old movie?" Parreira looked at Antonio:

"It's called Jurassic Park."

"Of course." Antonio nodded: "That is a great work."

"That's right." Parreira buckled the belt with a smile on his face:
"At the beginning of the movie, a group of dinosaurs are locked in an electrified cage, and the beasts keep testing every fence, trying to find a place to escape."

"That cage is a true portrayal of this prison."

Antonio followed his gaze and looked around, and asked in a deep voice, "You mean, we can't expose any weaknesses to these people."

"of course not."

Parreira laughed and patted Antonio on the shoulder: "The beasts locked inside are not dinosaurs. Besides, everyone has weaknesses, and we are no exception."

"What I want to tell you is, before your weakness is exploited."

He put down his hand and took hold of the baton:
"Just find a way to make these beasts dare not covet."

"boom."

Parreira drew out his baton and slammed on the guardrail: "Keep up, don't stop."

After speaking, he strode forward.

This guy always had a smile on his face, and from his speech and demeanor, Antonio judged that this guy was a smiling tiger.

Facts also proved his judgment.

As Parreira advanced, despite the smile on his face, the prisoners in the corridor stayed away, daring not to make any provocative moves.

In this kind of place, there is no way to manage it without being cruel.

As Parreira roared, the line moved on.

Ethan noticed that these prison cells were not just around the outside, there were many passages leading to the inside, and the two sides of the inner corridor were also densely packed with cells.

Above the iron door, there are windows the size of A4 paper.

You can see the situation inside through the window, but now the door is open, and the guy in the orange prison uniform is wandering around.

This time is also the busiest time for prison guards.

Prison guards in black trousers and blue tops can be seen everywhere, swinging their batons to warn anyone who wants to make a small move.

Beside, an old black passed by.

He looked at Ethan with flickering eyes, and dug into his crotch.

Not only that, but Ethan also felt that besides that person, many people were looking at him with malicious intent.

After all, he is handsome.

And because of the improvement in physique, the skin condition of the whole person is also very good. In the eyes of those people, she is no less than a great beauty.

Pooh!
Thinking of this, Ethan trembled all over his body.

Not every prisoner has the opportunity for a spouse to visit.

Many people are in it, and the only way to solve their physical needs is to welcome men.

"If you don't want to cause trouble."

Atwater whispered, "It's best not to make eye contact with these people, they will take it as a provocation."

After changing his clothes just now, this guy ran to Ethan's side.

"Of course."

He glanced at Ethan again, shrugged and said, "That's just for ordinary people, it doesn't matter what you say."

Ethan held the quilt and looked ahead:
"How did you learn about these things?"

Atwater raised his hand and said mockingly, "Look at the color of my skin."

"One of my uncles and two cousins ​​have studied."

"Their encounters always remind me what kind of person I want to be."

"Yo."

While the prison guards weren't paying attention, Atwater touched Ethan and pushed his lips upwards: "This is our million-dollar baby."

Upstairs, inside the glass enclosure.

A dozen old blacks gathered together, and they were fighting with each other, slapping their hands in various movements that were difficult for outsiders to understand.

The man in the middle is leaning against the glass wall with one hand, his eyebrows are mournful, and the whites of his eyes are obvious.

It was the target of their trip, Devon Tucker.

Atwater looked at Tucker upstairs, narrowed his eyes, and grabbed the fingers holding the bedding vigorously.

"do not forget."

Ethan whispered, "What are you here for?"

Impulsiveness is definitely not a good thing at this time, at least not now.

(End of this chapter)