Falling for bad girl

We stayed in the school yard. In front of us was a built platform with a table. I saw a familiar figure on it. It was Chen Yuanyuan. She was busy setting the table and putting cups. In another small door of the school yard, several people came along. The first one was the prison warden with ghost eyebrows I had seen before, and the ol politics without police uniform was behind Director of the division, there are many people behind. I saw the head of our sub district. Those people above should be the leading group. I heard the director Zhang call the warden of long legs and wanted to find the figure of big long legs on the top, but I didn't find it.

The old warden with the ghost eyebrows was sitting in the middle, her right side was empty, and no one was sitting. The director of the ol political office who I saw that day was sitting not far from her. I noticed that our district chief was directly at the end of the table. It seems that she is on the top and is the lowest position.

The main content of this meeting was the same as what the district chief said yesterday, that is, some security issues, and increasing the enthusiasm for work. The last one was that we should go outside to select and perform. Although we knew this in advance, when the warden said this, the female prisoners in the whole school were boiling.

People's mood is a very strange thing. It's very easy to be infected. Especially in such places, you can't believe it. When the warden said it again, the prisoners cheered for nearly five minutes. This was the result of the prison guards' warning.

It's so easy to wait until the female prisoner's mood stabilizes. The warden whispers with a man next to him. After a while, they seem to have made a deal. The warden coughs and says, "well, as we all know, the number of people going out to perform is limited. There are thousands of people in our prison, and the people in different sub districts are also different. Therefore, the quota is not easy to allocate ”I feel bad when I hear this. What does NIMA mean? How can it be difficult to distribute? Just come according to the head. How can I still say this.

The following words from the warden made me even more shocked: "therefore, I have discussed with the political commissar about the allocation of the quota. I will give it to the heads of each sub district for your own coordination. Well, the organization is still that sentence. We must pay attention to fairness and justice, and choose good comrades who actively reform."

After hearing this, I felt cold. At last, I knew what the head of the sub district and the director Zhang were selling. Why did these two dog days give me such a good job? I have to coordinate with those sub district heads. I am a newly arrived junior high school. What strength do I have to coordinate with those sub district heads in other districts? This is obviously a pit for me Rhythm, if I don't get the quota, what will the people at the top think of me and what the mood of the prisoners in the lower prison will be. Sooner or later, if I want to stay in the prison, I'm afraid the inmates in the prison will not look at me directly.

It's hard. It's too damn hard.

The warden in the end is the brain into the excrement or eat excrement in the morning, how can the brain handicapped say such a thing, they obviously want each prison district to fight for this thing, what's good for them.

The warden and the leading group sitting on it left the school yard quickly. We people need to go out at another door. The prisoners in prison area a are nearest. They go first. Our BD prison is far away. I don't know if it is wrong. I always feel very wrong. Maybe it is the reason why I see thousands of prisoners here 。

A scream broke out suddenly in the quiet crowd. I heard a boom, and my whole ear was buzzing. This NIMA was like thunder in the plain. I knew that things were broken. After the explosion, the woman's scream began to explode from my ear.

Really, it exploded completely.

You can't understand what thousands of women are screaming around you. It's just like the end of the world. Women's voices are high, and they are like catching up with each other. They are like killing pigs. This is not the key. The key is that the most feared thing in this prison has finally happened.

Riots, prison riots

I think that's right. After hearing the explosion, the female prisoners began to run like frightened cats. They scattered in all directions without any difference. At that time, I was completely stunned, staring at the uncontrolled man.

I turned around, and there were prisoners in prison uniforms everywhere. Now I estimate that a thousand prisoners mentioned by the warden are conservative. There are people everywhere in such a large school yard. It's like crowding the subway when I get up to work in the morning.

When I look back and see our B prison area, my hair is exploding. The riot just came so fast that I even forget the originator, the huge explosion. The explosion happened in our B prison area. I don't know what it is. But now a prisoner in our B prison area is on fire and screaming, not only she, but also many prisoners They were all covered with fire. It was dry and the clothes in the prison were easy to light. As soon as they ran, the flame came up directly.

I saw the whole body of the prisoner on fire, in the heart of a start, hysterically called out: "no!" Then I rushed forward. The figure was familiar, and there was a scream. What I heard was the red carp, the silly woman who liked to call me a man and laughed at me heartlessly. The idiot who said to me, "long hair has reached my waist, will the general marry me?"!That once in my body gently sad beautiful and picturesque woman, how could be she!

I ran there, but more prisoners were coming towards me. The flow of people was like a flood. I shouted and scolded them. Then I took the baton and drew them to the crowd. But the prisoners were like the frightened deer. I did this. It was useless. Later, the baton didn't know who had robbed him in the chaos Go.

I watched the open space around the woman who was burning all over me expanding slowly. I also heard the scream of that woman growing louder. I could even ask that a scorched dress was mixed with the taste of protein. I reached out and couldn't reach out the sound. I couldn't even say it.

I didn't find myself, tears were all over my face.

I finally watched the fireman struggle to fall, then fell on the ground, rolled around, screamed in his mouth, finally saw the fireman start to convulse violently on the ground, finally saw the flame gradually extinguished, and people on the ground like burning firewood is not emitting the light of fire.

For the first time, I saw a man burned alive in front of me. The beautiful prisoner like flowers burned a pile of black charcoal under my eyes. I couldn't help watching ugly people.

The prisoner riot was still there, but I couldn't hear the noise coming from my ears. I didn't even know how I got to the scorched red carp. She still had a fire on her body. But her body was completely immobile. She was lying on the ground, like sleeping.

It's like a roll in the mud soup and then sleeps.

I cried and took off my clothes to put out the fire on her. My heart was so painful. Duan red carp. Such a beautiful girl said no, the first woman who had been lingering with me, and made me a man, died like this. I only know that, as early as I knew, I had planted a seed in my heart, a smile like a flower, beautiful as autumn The woman of month, just an official and a bandit, why only lost, I feel really painful, why only see her dead, I know that he already likes that crazy woman.

In front of life and death, the so-called components, so-called classes, so-called discipline and prison guards are completely absent. In a trance, I hear a red carp voice: "man, what are your names..."

When I knelt in front of the charred body and was dazzled, the real riot in prison began. The fire was just a guide. I didn't know that I was in the center of the storm. An unarmed male supervisor fell into the crazy and hungry female prisoners. What would happen