Chapter 2 Little Prisoner (2)
Chapter 2 Little Prisoner (2)
After a while, the bus suddenly stopped and arrived at the prison. The driver stood up and spoke in a gibberish of the M language to the guards who came to pick them up. Song Jin not only did not understand, but also could not hear clearly.
After the driver finished speaking, he began to say to the people in the car: "Get off!"
Immediately afterwards, the prisoners in the car got off in an orderly manner. Some of them looked around as they walked.
At this moment, one of them, not sure if it was a player or an NPC, suddenly jumped out of the car like crazy and ran back the way they came.
There was only a "bang" sound, and the blond guard standing in the front slowly withdrew his hand and seemed to be cursing something in the language of the United States, which the illiterate boy could not understand.
Suddenly, a scream rang out, and the blond guard shouted loudly: "Shut up!"
So, the criminals kept their mouths tightly shut. Song Jin glanced around and found that only a few players were shouting, and they looked very timid.
A certain kid couldn't help but ask: [How can they enter the A-level dungeon if they are so timid?]
The system heard this and explained calmly: [Lucky guy. With nine people, there has to be a new player.]
At this point, the system asked doubtfully: [Why aren't you afraid?]
Song Jin heard this and asked in confusion, "What's there to be afraid of? Didn't he just use a wooden cannon?"
The system paused and quietly reminded: [He just killed a player.]
After hearing this, a certain kid's face turned pale. He looked at the golden-haired man with trembling eyelashes and asked timidly: "Huh? I, I didn't see it!"
This is not surprising. After all, he was inside and the player was killed just after starting, so Song Jin only saw the angle of the man taking out the wooden magazine.
As he was speaking, it was his turn to get off the bus. He followed the large group and walked obediently, with guards on both sides of him.
They looked at the criminals with cold eyes, and suddenly, their attention was attracted by a frail boy among the prisoners.
The boy was petite, wearing heavy clothes, and looked weak. He followed at the end of the team like a little snail.
Finally, they arrived at the interrogation room.
At this moment, a group of guards suddenly surrounded them, each of them pointing a wooden cannon at them.
The blond guard walked up to the crowd and whispered, "Everyone, once you enter our prison, must abide by our prison rules."
The blond guard spoke the language of Country M, which the kid couldn't understand, so the system could only diligently translate for him.
"Now, everyone, change into your prison uniforms here."
Hearing this, Song Jin was stunned for a moment, then refused: [I, I don't want it! ]
The boy's face turned red, his big eyes blinked, and he pulled at his clothes awkwardly.
The system asked in confusion: [Everyone is changing here, and they're all men! What are you afraid of?]
Song Jincai refused to listen. He had never taken off his clothes in front of others, let alone in front of so many people.
At this moment, after the prison uniform was handed to him, a certain kid stood there blankly, not moving at all.
The other prisoners took the clothes and started changing. They were all men, and if they didn't change, they might get into a lot of trouble.
At this time, Song Jin was holding the clothes in his hand, hesitating and not moving.
The system popped up at this time, reminding: [If you change now, there may not be many people looking at you. Soon they will all change and everyone will be looking at you.]
When Song Jin heard this, the tips of her ears twitched, but she didn't move.
The system sighed, not knowing what to say.
After a while, everyone had changed their clothes except Song Jin herself, who naturally attracted everyone's attention.
Seeing this, the blond guard slowly walked over and coldly questioned the little guy in front of him who looked obviously oriental.
"Why don't you change your clothes?"
At this moment, everyone was worried about this fragile boy. After all, the blond guard had just killed a player.
—It's over!!! My baby!!!
—Ah! My new wife!! My new wife in this dungeon!
——It's over, Xiao Piaoliang is in danger!!
—Tonic medicine! Oss doesn't want it!
...
The blond guard had a Western appearance, a Caucasian race, with deep facial features. He looked handsome and a little fierce. He just stared at Song Jin.
The boy hugged his clothes tightly and said softly, "I, I want to go to the bathroom to change."
The blond guard was stunned for a moment. After hearing the boy speak Country Z, the man paused and replied in a somewhat broken Country Z: "No."
The young man was shocked when he heard this. A layer of mist instantly filled his eyes. He looked at the tall man in front of him with red eyes and said aggrievedly: "Why?"
The man paused and said, "You are asking for special treatment, which is not acceptable."
The young man hugged his clothes tightly, looked at the other person with tears in his eyes, and did not move, as if he would burst into tears immediately if the other person dared to make a move.
The blond guard was in a stalemate with him for a while, and finally a guard next to him said to the blond guard: "Os, why don't you let him go to the bathroom to change? What a poor child."
Oss heard this, pursed his lips, and said to the boy in front of him: "Come with me."
So Song Jin went to the bathroom with Os.
Os looked at the boy and said in a somewhat cold tone: "Change."
Seeing this, Song Jin looked at Ao Si with her beautiful eyes and whispered, "Can you turn around?"
Os frowned, stared at the boy for a while, and finally turned around.
Song Jin immediately took the opportunity to take off her clothes and quickly changed into her prison uniform, while watching the man's back vigilantly.
Oss looked at the wall in front of him boredly, when suddenly out of the corner of his eye he saw the mirror in front of him on the right, where the figure of the young man was clearly reflected.
The man looked at the white area in the mirror and suddenly felt his breathing tighten and his nose itchy.
At this time, Os's live broadcast room.
——Os is peeking!!
——Shame on you! I want to see it too!
——Be careful, pretty girl!!!
——Let me see, let me see!
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The boy, completely unaware of the situation, was trying hard to put on his clothes. For some reason, the clothes were already the smallest size, but they were still much too big for him!
The boy felt empty and uncomfortable.
Song Jin frowned slightly and whispered, "Okay."
At this time, Os turned around and looked at the frail boy in front of him with a slightly red cheek.
Seeing Os's appearance, Song Jin asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you?"
Os coughed lightly and said in a low voice: "It's okay."