Ma Lan completely misunderstood the logic of survival in an American prison.

Here, if you are really innocent, other prisoners will definitely bully you to death;

But if you are a serious criminal with a background, then the other prisoners here will not necessarily regard you as their ancestor, but at least they will know that you are not someone to be trifled with, so they will stay as far away from you as possible.

If Ma Lan admits that she is a drug dealer, these people will definitely stay away from her.

After all, in the United States, drug dealers are synonymous with outlaws, and drug dealers never act alone. There is a ruthless and ruthless organization behind them, armed to the teeth.

However, Ma Lan was afraid that others would misunderstand her as a drug dealer, so she told the truth when she was nervous.

This moment was equivalent to personally pressing his position in this cell to the floor.

This is why, when the red-haired woman heard what she said, she slapped her in the face without thinking.

But the red-haired woman was not satisfied with giving Ma Lan a slap in the face. She strode forward, stared at Ma Lan, and said seriously: "Let me tell you, in my territory, if you want to suffer less, just be obedient."

Ask your family to save more money in your account. I have a lot of things to buy, but the money in the account is not enough. This is your chance to show off. If your family saves enough money for you, you will be here.

You can suffer less."

After that, she remembered something, grabbed Ma Lan's collar, and continued: "Oh, by the way, a friendly reminder, Jessica Brownstone, the prison guard in charge of this prison area, sells cigarettes privately. She sells American cigarettes.

A pack of Spirit cigarettes costs forty dollars, with a starting price of one pack. However, her cigarettes cannot be purchased through your account in prison. You need to notify your family outside and hand over the cash to her before she will take the cigarettes.

Come in."

Ma Lan said nervously: "I...I don't smoke..."

The red-haired woman sneered, slapped Ma Lan on the face again, and cursed angrily: "Idiot, if you don't slap me, I will! Starting from tomorrow, you have to ask Jessica Brownstone to give me an American

Remember, there are three packs of Spirit brand cigarettes! My little sisters and I have been experiencing a shortage of tobacco recently. You'd better be wiser, otherwise, I will make you look good!"

Ma Lan suddenly cried and said: "I have just been imprisoned and haven't had a chance to contact my family yet. Where can I get you a cigarette?"

"Then I don't care!" the red-haired woman said coldly: "Anyway, if I don't see a trace of the American spirit before tomorrow night, then I will beat you to death!"

Then, she warned: "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you, if you dare to seek a prison warrant, I will insert a sharpened toothbrush handle into your throat. If you don't believe me, we'll just wait and see!"

Ma Lan was so frightened that she burst into tears.

At this time, a young Chinese woman came forward and whispered: "Auntie, this red-haired guy's name is Chloe. He has been in Bedford Hills Correctional Institution for five years. He is out of prison here."

She is a well-known prison bully. Not only does she have many followers in our cell, but there are also many people in other cells who hang out with her. You'd better not provoke her, otherwise the end will be very tragic."

When Ma Lan saw her compatriots, she immediately cried and said: "She is so unreasonable, why should she slap us both... Whoever I provoked, I provoked."
Chapter completed!