Xiao Hong felt in a trance that time seemed to have stopped, and the unbearable lewd sounds around her seemed to have gradually faded away.
But the lower body is always sore
Her mind was still full of snow-white women who struggled and moaned under the thick man, and all of them had the same soft and wooden face.
She tried her best to drive that face away from her consciousness, because it was the face she was most afraid of seeing now
She could not imagine whether her heart could bear it in such a shameful place.
Besides, both teachers and students are naked, tied with ropes and dirty bodies
Under this situation, if you have to look at Instructor Qin whom she once admired, I wonder what a cruel scene it would be!
But no matter how hard she tried to dodge, her pretty face appeared tenaciously, accompanied by violent lewd smiles and heart-wrenching moans, and the smell of disinfectant that was endless.
Suddenly, a big hand grabbed her shoulder and pressed her to kneel on the ground
The pain in her knees brought her back to reality
She found herself kneeling on the watery floor in the cleaning room, and the smell of disinfectant everywhere was still around her.
Four or five fully armed military police stood around, and they were opening the handcuffs on her hands
Her brain is a little bit tummy
Before I could figure out what was going on, the group of devils had already opened her handcuffs and pulled her from the ground
I picked up the cheongsam that had been grouped into a group from somewhere, put her naked and handcuffed her again, and pulled her out of the door hurriedly
Fujii is here? This thought suddenly flashed through her mind, and her heart suddenly jumped up.
Do you want to confess immediately? This shameful place can't be stayed in for a minute. But what should Jianxiong do? Has he transferred? Is it safe? Xiao Hong's heart is at a loss in the entanglement?
But she looked around and didn't see Fujii's shadow
She was a little confused, not sure what was going on
With one step, the root of the thigh hurts
The legs were so weak that they were trembling, and their thighs were still sticky, as if they were covered with glue
Although they had just come out of the cleaning room and they had obviously washed her, there was still a sticky and warm liquid flowing out of her lower body.
She was still confused, she only remembered that she was raped by the Japanese
But how long has it been since lunch and how many Japanese have ruined her? Her mind is blank
There was a gloomy prison car waiting outside the door. Xiao Hong was pushed into the car staggeringly. The heavy door was locked to death with a clang, and the car rushed out.
As the car bumped, Xiao Hong gradually woke up from her ignorance.
Seeing the scenery outside the narrow iron window flashing quickly, her mood became heavier and heavier
Where are the Japanese going to send her?
The car has been driving for so long, obviously it is not back to the military police, and Fujii has not shown up.
Xiao Hong was worried
They forced themselves to be comfort women for a long time. Are they going to send themselves to a shameful place and stripped naked for men to waste?
But when I got on the bus, I seemed to see the sun hanging obliquely on the roof
The time limit set by Fujii for himself was not up to Ah!
Is the real torture about to begin?
Will they deal with themselves like they did when they deal with Amei Jiangying and the others?
Will Jianxiong still be present?
Has he not evacuated safely yet?
Will Fujii appear?
Do you have to confess immediately when you see Fujii?
Her mind was full of messy questions, it was a mess
Reality doesn't allow her to think about it anymore. Her two big furry hands were already touching her two bare thighs.
There were three Japanese military policemen who were escorting her into the car. One of them clamped her in the middle, and the other sat opposite her, staring at her breasts slightly undulating as the vehicle bumped.
The two Japanese sitting on both sides got into the car and touched her thighs under the cheongsam. Both hands touched her crotch along the thighs, and refused to give in to each other.
Xiao Hong tried hard to clamp her thighs
The two Japanese fight each other and stalemate
The Japanese sitting opposite muttered something, but they actually stopped, grabbed the lower corner of Xiao Hong's cheongsam together, and pulled her waist together. Xiao Hong's naked lower body was completely exposed.
The two Japanese looked at each other and smiled evilly. One of them grabbed Xiao Hong's thighs, and the other one's big hand grabbed her lower body.
The Japanese groped with a lewd smile, his fingers kept pinching her tender and sore labia, and occasionally smearing the mucus flowing on her hands on her soft belly.
The Japanese opposite stood up regardless of the bumps of the car and pressed against Xiao Hong. A big hand reached into the torn cheongsam collar, grabbed her plump breasts and rubbed them.
Xiao Hong was desperate. Could it be like this that her life in the future would be like being a man’s plaything day after day and let others ravage?
Tears flowed unconsciously
She stopped resisting and let a few dirty big hands turn around to touch her body.
Two godless eyes looked at the narrow car window sealed by thick iron bars, not knowing where the iron canned prison car was going to pull itself.
Suddenly she realized that the car had been walking for a long time and should have left Shanghai.
A huge question mark surged in her mind: Where do they want to pull themselves?
She remembered that Nakajima once said that the Japanese third fleet berthed at Wusongkou
Do they want to pull themselves to the warships to act as military prostitutes?
Thinking of this, her heart suddenly tugged
At this moment, the prison car stopped suddenly
After a noise outside, the prison car slowly climbed a small slope and stopped steadily.
She was suspicious when she suddenly heard a whistle sound outside
She was shocked. Did the prison car get on the ferry?
It seemed to be confirming her guess, the car began to shake, and she vaguely heard the sound of water flowing
Xiao Hong was really confused. She didn't know where the Japanese were going to get her and what she was going to do.
Do you really have to get yourself on the warship and be a comfort woman? But it doesn't look like
To get on a warship, it should be a transportation boat, not a ferry, and you shouldn't even have a prison car on a warship, right? One possibility after another surged in her mind, but she denied it one by one.
Suddenly she thought of a place name and suddenly felt a deep heart
As a secret agent lurking behind enemy lines, she knew that the Japanese military police headquarters had a prison in Nantong that specifically interrogated and imprisoned serious offenders, and was known for its cruel torture.
Could it be that you were taking yourself there?
That means you have to face the truly cruel physical torture
When I got there, I didn't expect Jianxiong to rescue him at all.
I hope he has evacuated and he will not have to endure the torture.
Thinking of this, Xiao Hong was extremely depressed
Just as she was thinking about it, with a whistle, the boat slowly stopped and moored to the pier
Xiao Hong is really confused now
The half-hour ferry is obviously just a crossing the river, probably not Nantong
Where is I now? Should I go into a wolf's den or jump into a fire pit?
An unknown fear slowly rose from Xiao Hong's heart
The prison car drove forward on the bumpy dirt road for a while and finally stopped.
The sound of opening the car door sounded outside
Several military policemen who were escorting him had already stopped their obscene actions, pulled Xiao Hong's cheongsam, smoothed it out, and raised her and pushed her out of the car door.
Thinking of his destiny, maybe he will decide here for the final decision, Xiao Hong's heart kept beating
Her feet had just stood firm, and her eyes had not yet fully adapted to the strong sunshine outside the car, but she had already discovered Fujii was standing in front of her in uniform in military uniform.
Xiao Hong's heart tightened
It's really him
Although I thought of him repeatedly in despair, when he really stood in front of him, Xiao Hong realized that he was not really mentally prepared to confess.
Fujii stretched out his hand wearing white gloves to grab Xiao Hong's soft arm, looked up and down, and said in a mocking tone: Miss Xiao is fine, Ah? Xiao Hong twisted her body, broke free from Fujii's hand, and took the opportunity to scan the surroundings.
I found a desolate surroundings, with a large gray bungalow near me, and a tall power grid and artillery tower vaguely visible in the distance
This is obviously a mysterious forbidden area for the Japanese
What is coming is finally here
She took a deep breath, and didn't even look at Fujii. She stood there nervously, looking into the distance, but was nervously thinking about how to confess to Hua Jianxiong to leave enough time for evacuation, and at the same time, she left herself a way of life or death that would retain at least a decent way of life or death.
Fujii pulled Xiao Hong's arm and said with ulterior motives: Miss Xiao must have been exhausted these two days. I will accompany you to relax today. You are a reporter. Maybe there are things you are interested in here. As he said that, he walked towards the bungalow without looking back.
The Japanese military police escorted Xiao Hong staggered behind Fujii and walked towards the bungalow.
Xiao Hong turned her eyes to the distance
This may be her last chance to feel the world freely
The sound of seagulls faintly came from the distance
Xiao Hong looked at the scream in surprise and saw the white seagull flying up and down.
So I am on an island!
Xiao Hong's professional sensitivity made her heart move
She looked around carefully again. Although it was desolate, the barbed wire was well-kepted.
Roads, water towers and other facilities are available
The barbed wire mesh is lined with trees, and the bungalow is surrounded by large neat grass, which is actually a pastoral view.
On the side of the bungalow, Xiao Hong even saw a few black and white cows from afar, swaying their huge breasts and gnawing at the grass leisurely. The mooing sounds appear and disappear.
Is it a shameful place like a special comfort center? Seeing this quiet and peaceful pastoral scenery, Xiao Hong didn't know where she was
The group of them quickly walked up the steps of the bungalow
The owner of the bungalow obviously knew about their arrival, and three men were already standing straight on the steps waiting.
What surprised Xiao Hong was that these three men were obviously Japanese, but not military costumes.
All three were wearing white coats. The leader was short but very strong, wearing thick glasses.
The little man wearing glasses saw Fujii and came up with a smile on his face. He shook hands and said: Fujii Jun is a rare guest! The professors who sent the samples were praised and had invited Fujii Jun to come for a long time, but Fujii Jun refused to appreciate the scenery. What wind blows you today? Professor... The specimens Xiao Hong was stunned by the words of the little man, and the monk was confused.
Suddenly she caught a glimpse of a small wooden sign standing at the door of the bungalow, which read: Village cattle farm
This made Xiao Hong feel even more strange, as if he was falling into a mist.
Today is the last day for Fujii to give himself. He sent himself to be a comfort woman for a long time, and now he brought himself to this cattle farm that is far away from the world and is like a paradise.
What exactly is this place?
What is the relationship between the cattle farm and the military police headquarters?
What exactly is he going to do?
The little man suddenly noticed Xiao Hong following Fujii, and the little eyes behind his lens immediately flashed with excitement.
He turned around and circled Xiao Hong's body twice, then smiled and said: It turned out that Fujii Jun came to the door with a treasure! His words made Xiao Hong feel uncomfortable all over inexplicably
She felt that his eyes were like a livestock dealer studying the animals at the market
At this time, Fujii seemed to suddenly remember Xiao Hong behind him, turned around, pulled Xiao Hong, who was not dressed and handcuffed with his hands, and patted her on the shoulder and said: This is Miss Xiao Hong, a famous beautiful reporter from Shanghai, and then pointed at the small man and said to Xiao Hong: This is Dr. Nomura. Nomura's little eyes hidden behind thick lenses looked at Xiao Hong unrestrainedly
Seeing the silver handcuffs on her wrist, her eyes emitted a greedy light without any concealment.
Then, his eyes stopped on a large snow-white chest exposed on the torn part of her cheongsam, and he whispered haha: I have been admiring for a long time, and said with a smile, letting them into the house
As soon as I entered the door, Xiao Hong immediately discovered with a professional perspective that this large bungalow was actually connected.
They are located in a spacious hall with several deep corridors leading to the buildings in the distance
The interior is clean and tidy, the walls are all painted in snow-white, and the floor is covered with wooden floors
In the hall, Xiao Hong suddenly felt that the smell here was strange, with a hint of fishy smell in the sweet fragrance.
It seems that the woman's crying and moans were faintly heard in the depths of the corridor.
Xiao Hong shook her head, suspecting that it was the horrible experience in the comfort center that made her hallucinate
Nomura and Fujii were talking and walking towards the depths of a corridor with their right hand.
Suddenly a door next to it opened, and a man in a white coat walked out, took a stack of charts in his hand, and stopped Nomura and said something urgently in Japanese, as if asking him for advice.
Nomura took the chart and talked to the man while flipping through it.
Xiao Hong, who was standing behind them, heard a strange sound from the open door.
She couldn't help but glance inside, and suddenly she was dissatisfied
But the lower body is always sore
Her mind was still full of snow-white women who struggled and moaned under the thick man, and all of them had the same soft and wooden face.
She tried her best to drive that face away from her consciousness, because it was the face she was most afraid of seeing now
She could not imagine whether her heart could bear it in such a shameful place.
Besides, both teachers and students are naked, tied with ropes and dirty bodies
Under this situation, if you have to look at Instructor Qin whom she once admired, I wonder what a cruel scene it would be!
But no matter how hard she tried to dodge, her pretty face appeared tenaciously, accompanied by violent lewd smiles and heart-wrenching moans, and the smell of disinfectant that was endless.
Suddenly, a big hand grabbed her shoulder and pressed her to kneel on the ground
The pain in her knees brought her back to reality
She found herself kneeling on the watery floor in the cleaning room, and the smell of disinfectant everywhere was still around her.
Four or five fully armed military police stood around, and they were opening the handcuffs on her hands
Her brain is a little bit tummy
Before I could figure out what was going on, the group of devils had already opened her handcuffs and pulled her from the ground
I picked up the cheongsam that had been grouped into a group from somewhere, put her naked and handcuffed her again, and pulled her out of the door hurriedly
Fujii is here? This thought suddenly flashed through her mind, and her heart suddenly jumped up.
Do you want to confess immediately? This shameful place can't be stayed in for a minute. But what should Jianxiong do? Has he transferred? Is it safe? Xiao Hong's heart is at a loss in the entanglement?
But she looked around and didn't see Fujii's shadow
She was a little confused, not sure what was going on
With one step, the root of the thigh hurts
The legs were so weak that they were trembling, and their thighs were still sticky, as if they were covered with glue
Although they had just come out of the cleaning room and they had obviously washed her, there was still a sticky and warm liquid flowing out of her lower body.
She was still confused, she only remembered that she was raped by the Japanese
But how long has it been since lunch and how many Japanese have ruined her? Her mind is blank
There was a gloomy prison car waiting outside the door. Xiao Hong was pushed into the car staggeringly. The heavy door was locked to death with a clang, and the car rushed out.
As the car bumped, Xiao Hong gradually woke up from her ignorance.
Seeing the scenery outside the narrow iron window flashing quickly, her mood became heavier and heavier
Where are the Japanese going to send her?
The car has been driving for so long, obviously it is not back to the military police, and Fujii has not shown up.
Xiao Hong was worried
They forced themselves to be comfort women for a long time. Are they going to send themselves to a shameful place and stripped naked for men to waste?
But when I got on the bus, I seemed to see the sun hanging obliquely on the roof
The time limit set by Fujii for himself was not up to Ah!
Is the real torture about to begin?
Will they deal with themselves like they did when they deal with Amei Jiangying and the others?
Will Jianxiong still be present?
Has he not evacuated safely yet?
Will Fujii appear?
Do you have to confess immediately when you see Fujii?
Her mind was full of messy questions, it was a mess
Reality doesn't allow her to think about it anymore. Her two big furry hands were already touching her two bare thighs.
There were three Japanese military policemen who were escorting her into the car. One of them clamped her in the middle, and the other sat opposite her, staring at her breasts slightly undulating as the vehicle bumped.
The two Japanese sitting on both sides got into the car and touched her thighs under the cheongsam. Both hands touched her crotch along the thighs, and refused to give in to each other.
Xiao Hong tried hard to clamp her thighs
The two Japanese fight each other and stalemate
The Japanese sitting opposite muttered something, but they actually stopped, grabbed the lower corner of Xiao Hong's cheongsam together, and pulled her waist together. Xiao Hong's naked lower body was completely exposed.
The two Japanese looked at each other and smiled evilly. One of them grabbed Xiao Hong's thighs, and the other one's big hand grabbed her lower body.
The Japanese groped with a lewd smile, his fingers kept pinching her tender and sore labia, and occasionally smearing the mucus flowing on her hands on her soft belly.
The Japanese opposite stood up regardless of the bumps of the car and pressed against Xiao Hong. A big hand reached into the torn cheongsam collar, grabbed her plump breasts and rubbed them.
Xiao Hong was desperate. Could it be like this that her life in the future would be like being a man’s plaything day after day and let others ravage?
Tears flowed unconsciously
She stopped resisting and let a few dirty big hands turn around to touch her body.
Two godless eyes looked at the narrow car window sealed by thick iron bars, not knowing where the iron canned prison car was going to pull itself.
Suddenly she realized that the car had been walking for a long time and should have left Shanghai.
A huge question mark surged in her mind: Where do they want to pull themselves?
She remembered that Nakajima once said that the Japanese third fleet berthed at Wusongkou
Do they want to pull themselves to the warships to act as military prostitutes?
Thinking of this, her heart suddenly tugged
At this moment, the prison car stopped suddenly
After a noise outside, the prison car slowly climbed a small slope and stopped steadily.
She was suspicious when she suddenly heard a whistle sound outside
She was shocked. Did the prison car get on the ferry?
It seemed to be confirming her guess, the car began to shake, and she vaguely heard the sound of water flowing
Xiao Hong was really confused. She didn't know where the Japanese were going to get her and what she was going to do.
Do you really have to get yourself on the warship and be a comfort woman? But it doesn't look like
To get on a warship, it should be a transportation boat, not a ferry, and you shouldn't even have a prison car on a warship, right? One possibility after another surged in her mind, but she denied it one by one.
Suddenly she thought of a place name and suddenly felt a deep heart
As a secret agent lurking behind enemy lines, she knew that the Japanese military police headquarters had a prison in Nantong that specifically interrogated and imprisoned serious offenders, and was known for its cruel torture.
Could it be that you were taking yourself there?
That means you have to face the truly cruel physical torture
When I got there, I didn't expect Jianxiong to rescue him at all.
I hope he has evacuated and he will not have to endure the torture.
Thinking of this, Xiao Hong was extremely depressed
Just as she was thinking about it, with a whistle, the boat slowly stopped and moored to the pier
Xiao Hong is really confused now
The half-hour ferry is obviously just a crossing the river, probably not Nantong
Where is I now? Should I go into a wolf's den or jump into a fire pit?
An unknown fear slowly rose from Xiao Hong's heart
The prison car drove forward on the bumpy dirt road for a while and finally stopped.
The sound of opening the car door sounded outside
Several military policemen who were escorting him had already stopped their obscene actions, pulled Xiao Hong's cheongsam, smoothed it out, and raised her and pushed her out of the car door.
Thinking of his destiny, maybe he will decide here for the final decision, Xiao Hong's heart kept beating
Her feet had just stood firm, and her eyes had not yet fully adapted to the strong sunshine outside the car, but she had already discovered Fujii was standing in front of her in uniform in military uniform.
Xiao Hong's heart tightened
It's really him
Although I thought of him repeatedly in despair, when he really stood in front of him, Xiao Hong realized that he was not really mentally prepared to confess.
Fujii stretched out his hand wearing white gloves to grab Xiao Hong's soft arm, looked up and down, and said in a mocking tone: Miss Xiao is fine, Ah? Xiao Hong twisted her body, broke free from Fujii's hand, and took the opportunity to scan the surroundings.
I found a desolate surroundings, with a large gray bungalow near me, and a tall power grid and artillery tower vaguely visible in the distance
This is obviously a mysterious forbidden area for the Japanese
What is coming is finally here
She took a deep breath, and didn't even look at Fujii. She stood there nervously, looking into the distance, but was nervously thinking about how to confess to Hua Jianxiong to leave enough time for evacuation, and at the same time, she left herself a way of life or death that would retain at least a decent way of life or death.
Fujii pulled Xiao Hong's arm and said with ulterior motives: Miss Xiao must have been exhausted these two days. I will accompany you to relax today. You are a reporter. Maybe there are things you are interested in here. As he said that, he walked towards the bungalow without looking back.
The Japanese military police escorted Xiao Hong staggered behind Fujii and walked towards the bungalow.
Xiao Hong turned her eyes to the distance
This may be her last chance to feel the world freely
The sound of seagulls faintly came from the distance
Xiao Hong looked at the scream in surprise and saw the white seagull flying up and down.
So I am on an island!
Xiao Hong's professional sensitivity made her heart move
She looked around carefully again. Although it was desolate, the barbed wire was well-kepted.
Roads, water towers and other facilities are available
The barbed wire mesh is lined with trees, and the bungalow is surrounded by large neat grass, which is actually a pastoral view.
On the side of the bungalow, Xiao Hong even saw a few black and white cows from afar, swaying their huge breasts and gnawing at the grass leisurely. The mooing sounds appear and disappear.
Is it a shameful place like a special comfort center? Seeing this quiet and peaceful pastoral scenery, Xiao Hong didn't know where she was
The group of them quickly walked up the steps of the bungalow
The owner of the bungalow obviously knew about their arrival, and three men were already standing straight on the steps waiting.
What surprised Xiao Hong was that these three men were obviously Japanese, but not military costumes.
All three were wearing white coats. The leader was short but very strong, wearing thick glasses.
The little man wearing glasses saw Fujii and came up with a smile on his face. He shook hands and said: Fujii Jun is a rare guest! The professors who sent the samples were praised and had invited Fujii Jun to come for a long time, but Fujii Jun refused to appreciate the scenery. What wind blows you today? Professor... The specimens Xiao Hong was stunned by the words of the little man, and the monk was confused.
Suddenly she caught a glimpse of a small wooden sign standing at the door of the bungalow, which read: Village cattle farm
This made Xiao Hong feel even more strange, as if he was falling into a mist.
Today is the last day for Fujii to give himself. He sent himself to be a comfort woman for a long time, and now he brought himself to this cattle farm that is far away from the world and is like a paradise.
What exactly is this place?
What is the relationship between the cattle farm and the military police headquarters?
What exactly is he going to do?
The little man suddenly noticed Xiao Hong following Fujii, and the little eyes behind his lens immediately flashed with excitement.
He turned around and circled Xiao Hong's body twice, then smiled and said: It turned out that Fujii Jun came to the door with a treasure! His words made Xiao Hong feel uncomfortable all over inexplicably
She felt that his eyes were like a livestock dealer studying the animals at the market
At this time, Fujii seemed to suddenly remember Xiao Hong behind him, turned around, pulled Xiao Hong, who was not dressed and handcuffed with his hands, and patted her on the shoulder and said: This is Miss Xiao Hong, a famous beautiful reporter from Shanghai, and then pointed at the small man and said to Xiao Hong: This is Dr. Nomura. Nomura's little eyes hidden behind thick lenses looked at Xiao Hong unrestrainedly
Seeing the silver handcuffs on her wrist, her eyes emitted a greedy light without any concealment.
Then, his eyes stopped on a large snow-white chest exposed on the torn part of her cheongsam, and he whispered haha: I have been admiring for a long time, and said with a smile, letting them into the house
As soon as I entered the door, Xiao Hong immediately discovered with a professional perspective that this large bungalow was actually connected.
They are located in a spacious hall with several deep corridors leading to the buildings in the distance
The interior is clean and tidy, the walls are all painted in snow-white, and the floor is covered with wooden floors
In the hall, Xiao Hong suddenly felt that the smell here was strange, with a hint of fishy smell in the sweet fragrance.
It seems that the woman's crying and moans were faintly heard in the depths of the corridor.
Xiao Hong shook her head, suspecting that it was the horrible experience in the comfort center that made her hallucinate
Nomura and Fujii were talking and walking towards the depths of a corridor with their right hand.
Suddenly a door next to it opened, and a man in a white coat walked out, took a stack of charts in his hand, and stopped Nomura and said something urgently in Japanese, as if asking him for advice.
Nomura took the chart and talked to the man while flipping through it.
Xiao Hong, who was standing behind them, heard a strange sound from the open door.
She couldn't help but glance inside, and suddenly she was dissatisfied