They call it a playground.
In reality, it's still indoors, where you can't see even a speck of light.
The playground is vast, about the size of a standard basketball court.
By this time, many prisoners had arrived at the playground, each of them emanating an unusually aggressive aura, a brand seared by blood.
Looking around, she couldn't see any other women except for herself.
Therefore, when she entered the scene, all the ferocious eyes fell on her, as if she was a morsel of... juicy, tender meat.
Being coveted by many beasts.
"Half an hour of free time. Old rules; we don't care about injuries or deaths, you are all responsible for your own actions."
The uniformed men with guns in the back barked forcefully.
Jiang Ruan strutted inside, one hand in her pocket, her gaze scanning the upper floors, all glass, one-way. She couldn't see into it, but there must be someone observing their every move from inside.
