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                        “小姐，现在知道这是什么地方了吧？说，谁是你的同党！”恶棍们在折腾了一阵后又开始了刚才的逼问。她高昂着头，像没有听到敌人问话一样，眼睛始终看着一个谁也不知道的地方。恶棍们强迫她站起来，脱掉她的鞋袜，开始轮番踩她的脚趾，一会白嫩匀称的脚趾上满是皮靴的印子，紫红紫红的，肿得像一根根小萝卜，脚面上也有几处皮肤被皮靴的铁掌碾破了，渗出丝丝血花。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                “怎么样，想说点什么吗？”
                                                                                                                                                                “不！”她的眼睛依然看着那个地方。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                “你不说，是吧？给她换换花样！”她被打手们连推带搡地带到对面的墙前，手腕被卡在墙上伸出的镣铐中，拳头像雨点般落在她的胸脯和肚子上。胃液和胆汁从嘴里喷出来，喷洒在地板上，浸透在衣襟上，她的头渐渐耷拉下去，画面中传出她粗粗的喘息声。
                                                                                                                                                                “说吧，说了就不用受罪了。”
                                                                                                                                                                “不！”还是那个字，只是声音有些嘶哑。
                                                                                                                                                                “踩她的杠子！”她被解了下来，囚裤被撕开，露出圆滚滚的小腿，一根碗口粗的木杠压在上面，两个打手拽住她的胳膊，几只大脚狠很地踩上去。那个受难姐妹痛苦地扬着头，一丝鲜血又从她咬破的嘴角流淌下来。
                                             

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