Doomsday city

Esther could not hear anything as she was pushed into the water.

How long has it been?five seconds?ten seconds? 20 seconds?or longer?

When the last breath of oxygen was exhaled from her lungs, Esses felt that she was going to die. Her struggles became weak, her hands gradually became limp. In order to breathe, she could sell her soul to the devil. She swore that the fear of suffocating in the water drove her crazy, She's willing to give anything for just a breath.

Suddenly, the strength to suppress the back of the head disappeared, Essers instinctively propped up her upper body, coughed violently when she came out of the water, and finally fell down on the dirty ground exhausted.In the blurred vision, there were three women in prison uniforms. They explained something in a panic. Esses couldn't hear clearly. The lack of oxygen made her reaction dull. In the end, she watched the three women leave the bathroom quickly, and then reflected What caught the eye was a pair of slender and slender legs.

"I saved you," the man knelt down slowly, and Essers could only vaguely see her outline, "Can you tell me your name?" Her voice was soft and lazy, as if coming from a quiet place. Just woke up from a nap, low and sexy.

"...cough...cough cough..." Esses couldn't speak, she kept spitting water, and the strong nausea caused her whole body to convulse.

The other party did not leave, but waited patiently. The water stains on the ground slowly spread, dripping from the head and tail of Esses into a pool.There was no one else in the empty bathroom, and the cough echoing in the room sounded heartbreaking. Esses sucked in the air forcefully, and she lay herself in a big character on her back, raising her eyes, and the glare of the fluorescent light shone on her painful face.

"Esses Eli." With an identification plate on her chest, the other party whispered, she leaned in front of Essers to block the glare light for her, at the angle of the backlight, Esses could not see her face clearly, and the ear But her soft voice lingered, "Nice to meet you, Miss Essex Eli, my name is Mabel Johnny, I will ask for your advice in the future, my assistant."

That night, in a dream, Esses saw the scene of her first meeting with Mabel, which was three years ago.

She lay on the bed with her eyes open, and there was another person's breathing in the dark cell, which was steady and regular. Essers turned over and leaned on her arm, staring at the cold wall in a daze.She thought that when she was transferred from the Municipal Prison to the Felony Women's Prison, she was just a rookie, and she didn't know the rules of the prison, and her ignorance made people sweat. She was "entertained" by many people in the Felony Women's Prison, because She is a prisoner with a special criminal background, and she is one of the murderers in the case of kidnapping Feng Lie's daughter.

Perhaps for her, the Gift Health Food Company established by the Feng Lie family is a scourge, but for the public, they are saviors and an important existence to continue life, because the health food they sell can save people when the epidemic is the most serious. many people.

So her participation in the kidnapping case is undoubtedly the most serious blasphemy against the 'god' in their minds.

Therefore, she was bullied, tortured, attacked and framed in various ways, and she was close to death more than once. She knew that those people wanted to put her to death, but she always survived tenaciously.Sometimes Esther thought, why didn't she just die?At least she doesn't have to endure the pain anymore, but she never wants to. Those people will leave or someone will come to rescue her in a critical situation, so the same injury keeps repeating.

Until Mabel shows up.

Esses tightened the quilt and retracted her cold feet.

She thought seriously, is Mabel a turning point for her?

Yes, Mabel saved her, snatched her back from those who wanted to kill her, but made her suffer even more psychological damage, even though Mabel called it 'creation' and 'art'.She was forced to follow Mabel to carry out the massacre, dragging the corpses of those people through the corridor, staying in the airtight 'studio' stained with thick blood, and dissecting them one by one, turning the internal organs and bones into materials, and the skin and hair. As an ornament, like Satan's game, she enjoys it.

"Hey, wake up, we'll be late," Esses who fell asleep at some point was shaken awake, Frieda lifted her quilt and said excitedly: "Have you forgotten? Today is a big day! Mabel's tea party!" Seeing that Essers was still sleepy, she simply pulled her up.

"I'm awake." Esses withdrew her hand and looked at Frieda with a headache.

When she regained her senses, she realized that Frieda had put on light makeup. Her fair and morbidly fair cheeks were covered with two touches of soft powder. The lightness was like pollen blown by the breeze. Starlight twinkled in her eyes, her eyes were endlessly clear and bright, her pale gray hair was neatly tied behind her head with a ribbon, and she was dressed in a grass green dress to set off her graceful and elegant temperament. She was like a noble lady who was not bound by etiquette, cheerful And innocent enough to melt everyone's heart.

"How is it? Am I good-looking?" Frieda leaned forward, her crescent-shaped eyes filled with an expectant smile.

Esther pursed her lips, she avoided Frieda and quickly got out of bed, but was pulled back by her.

"Why don't you talk? Am I not good-looking? Do I need to change clothes? It doesn't suit me?" Frieda looked at Esther suspiciously, her disappointed expression was not like a disguise, and her sea-blue eyes were sincere looked at Esther.

"I overslept. If I drag it on, I'll be late." Esther didn't want to answer Frieda's question. She swung her elbow, but Frieda didn't let go. She stared at Esther with her head up. Si, the innocence in her eyes gradually receded, replaced by deeper colors, like the wind that was gradually gathering in the storm, but dissipated without a trace when Esther was about to turn her eyes away.

She was still the same Frieda with a hearty smile.

"That's right, then I'll wait for you at the gate on the first floor, come quickly." Frieda let go of her and left.

Esther wanted to rub her eyes, because Frieda's uncertain weather just now made her hair stand on end.

But she ran out of time, and Esther quickly went to the bathroom. Compared to Frieda's dress up, she only had a prison uniform that was not clean. This kind of cheap fabric is easy to wrinkle, especially after washing so After so many times, even the color faded.She simply tidied up her loose, unkempt hair. This natural curly hair really bothered her, no matter how she combed it, it was unruly.

When she came to the gate on the first floor, Frieda was chatting happily with the postman Cindy, or rather, Frieda kept talking to herself, while Cindy just waited impatiently with frowning, Esther Ruth believed that Cindy would not want to say a word to Frieda, because she herself did not.

"You're late! Esther Eli!" Cindy poked Esser's chest with her index finger and said sternly.

"I'm sorry, I overslept." She bowed her head and apologized, and Esther thought that Cindy would be so angry not because she was late, but because of Frieda's harassment.

"Hey! Come on, we're just a few minutes late, Mabel won't be so stingy." Frieda smiled and parted the two, with a hint of flattery in her tone.

"It's Miss Johnny, please be respectful," Cindy glared at Frieda, then withdrew her hand and stood by the gate, "Follow me." After she finished speaking, she took out a card from her pocket, but it wasn't in the hands of the prisoner. ID card.

"That card of yours is very special. It's the access card held by the prison guard, right? Where did you get it?" Frieda asked with a sideways smile.

Obviously, Cindy didn't want to pay attention to Frieda, she quickly swiped the sensor, and the password was entered correctly, which was comparable to the actions of the prison guards, which made Esther a little nervous. She knew that Cindy had no authority, but Mabel must have a way, she let herself The 'assistant' went to deliver the letter and gave her the benefit of unimpeded access, which is undoubtedly her confidence in this game.

Anyone can easily kill Cindy and take the access card, but no one dares to blatantly oppose Mabel.

One can imagine her status in the Hellship.

Through the connecting corridor between the buildings, even if they encountered prison guards, they were not stopped, and their attitude of turning a blind eye was quite obvious. Today is Mabel Johnny's afternoon tea party, and no one can disturb them.When they arrived at the [-]th floor of Building D, the corridor was filled with laughter and the sound of brisk waltz.

"The tea party is just ahead, go there by yourselves." After Cindy finished speaking, the elevator doors closed.

Frieda moved forward excitedly, almost spinning along with the melody of the waltz. On the other hand, Esses looked sad. In fact, she didn't want to attend the event at all, but the invisible pressure forced her to show up.Having a tea party in prison?Only crazy Mabel would do such a thing. When Esses came to the venue, she was dumbfounded by any sight that caught her eyes.

Velvet carpets cover the entire prison cell, oil paintings of different sizes are hung on the walls, precious flower pots are hung on the iron railings, and the blooming narcissus lilies exude a soft fragrance. The price is not high, and the snacks placed on the porcelain plate are dazzling. The delicate cakes are placed on the three-tiered snack rack, which is full of British classical atmosphere. Macarons of various colors are lively placed on the plate, and the aroma of baked bread is still floating in the air.

Afternoon tea, no doubt afternoon tea.

Music, black tea, snacks, happy chatting guests.

Essus wondered for a moment if she was 'outside', but after seeing her prison uniform, she knew she was still on the Hellship.

This is just an illusion created by Mabel. Esther frowned and looked at the crowd. Frieda and several female prisoners were talking. They were exactly as Frieda said. The dress, wearing expensive jewelry and jewelry, does not look like a prisoner at all.

"Good afternoon, Miss Eli." Suddenly, a greeting came from beside her.

Looking with the lazy voice, a wine-red dress came into view. The woman had long red-brown hair casually coiled, a few strands of hair scattered around her cheeks, her honey-colored skin was delicate and flawless, and the empty dress on the back showed her perfect curves Undoubtedly, the line of the raised jaw is beautiful, and every texture seems to be meticulously crafted without any flaws. When she slightly pulls the corners of her mouth, the charm exuding from her body can capture people instantly, and she is willing to let the soul be intoxicated by those pair of eyes. Misty and sexy amber eyes.

After three years, Mabel Jonny's beauty still made Essus—terrified.