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Chapter 59 The Social Position of Traffickers

Ten trucks drove quickly across the Gobi Desert, leaving a long trail of flying dust on the empty desert.

In the distance, the ferocious stone mound revealed its true appearance, with rugged rocks and towering rocks all over the field of vision. The Sanyang Stone Mound was like a magnificent canyon, growing out of thin air in this empty desert.

It's just that this canyon is split, and the weathered stones here are more exaggerated than other normal wind-eroded landforms. When people see it for the first time, what they feel is not the miraculous workmanship of nature, but "Why does nature...

Will it give rise to this feeling of a ghost place?"

The truck underfoot vibrated and the car slowly stopped.

Zhou Ming, who had been keeping his eyes closed, opened his eyes and saw other people getting off the car one after another.

"Why did you stop the car?" Wang Siyan frowned.

"We have arrived at the entrance of the stone hill. We will probably camp at the entrance." Zhou Ming stood up and said, "It is almost dusk now. Sand ghosts come out at night. The light is not good at night, so it is not suitable for traveling, and there are also sand ghosts attacking.

It’s not worth it to gain such a little time to enter the stone hill, so I should stay here tonight.”

"That's the truth." Wang Siyan suddenly realized it and followed Zhou Ming out of the car. His two long legs rubbed against each other, "Damn, you're suffocating me!"

She searched privately for a while and finally found a rock of suitable size. She pointed it at Zhou Ming and said, "I'll go there for convenience. Please help me keep an eye on it so that no one can follow me."

Zhou Ming nodded in agreement and saw Wang Siyan running all the way behind the stone.

People in other trucks also jumped out one after another. Sun Gong took his bodyguards and conjurers to drive the slaves out of the truck.

The ragged men were chained, driven out of the car like dogs, and then, driven by bodyguards, began to build their cloaks for the night's camping.

The parking positions of the ten trucks were also very particular. They formed a circle, and the tents were surrounded in the center. Those who were preparing to go to Sanyang Village to discuss business gathered together and chatted, sighing at the magnificence and danger of Sanyang Stone Hills.

Their calm looks were in stark contrast to the shy and frightened slaves next to them.

The same people, under different circumstances, will have changes in their spirit and mentality that are difficult to reverse and cannot be controlled by themselves.

Zhou Ming stepped closer to the hard workers in ragged clothes. They were setting up tents. They were men and women. Their hair was greasy, and their bodies exuded the stench of not taking a shower for several months. The stench was mixed with the faint smell of urine.

Just by smelling it, Zhou Ming could imagine what kind of environment they were in the carriage.

"The wind is very strong in the desert at night, so this can block the wind." Sun Gong explained enthusiastically.

"What happens to them next?"

"Oh, they will all end up digging in the mines. The women may be bought by the men in Sanyang Village. If they are lucky, the landowner will take a fancy to them."

"Where do they come from?"

"Some people are specially caught and sold to us. Do you think they are pitiful?"

"It's quite pitiful."

"It seems that you haven't seen many poor people like them, and there are many good fortune tellers like them." Sun Gong sighed.

Zhou Ming became more curious when he saw Sun Gong's serious face and vows, and asked: "Why do you say that?"

"Mr. Zhou, you are a person who came out of the wall. You may not know what the wilderness is like. The most common people in the wilderness are wanderers and plunderers.

Wanderers are ordinary people without power. They can only live in towns with managers. If they leave the town, they can only flee here and there like hungry people in exile.

The marauders are hermits and conjurers, a group of people who will go crazy sooner or later.

These people can do nothing else in the wilderness except looking for people, killing people, and robbing things.

Oh, they will also gather more villains like themselves to find people, kill people, and rob things in a larger territory."

Sun Gongchong lifted the slave who was setting up a tent: "Mr. Zhou, you don't know where these people come from, do you? Guess?"

Zhou Ming shook his head: "I don't know, just tell me."

"In the wilderness.

They were originally people who lived in the wilderness. None of these people came from the wall. Even on the third outermost wall, no one dared to engage in human trafficking. They all lived in the wilderness.

Snatched by a madman in the wilderness.

The old ones will be killed, and the small ones and young ones will be taken to some human traffickers, and then the traffickers will bring them to us, where we will buy them and sell them to precise customers.

The reason why the plunderers didn't kill them was because they could exchange money. Without the traffickers and us, they would have died on the spot.

So... in a sense, people like us have saved them, at least they are still alive, right?" Sun Gong held a cigarette in his mouth and said with a ruffian tone.

Sun Gong looked at Zhou Ming beside him, and he probably knew the identity of this young man.

Zhou Ming did not know such a simple interest relationship, which proved that he had not lived in the wilderness for a long time, which meant that he was a person inside the wall.

Since he is a person in the wall and a conjurer, his identity can be easily determined - he is a member of the relevant department.

The only people who can live in the wall and be so seriously eroded by the spell are hermits from the relevant departments, and Zhou Ming is a hermit who has just joined the relevant departments. Otherwise, it is impossible for him to not know what the predators are doing in the wilderness.

rule.

Unexpectedly, the crying and laughing man asked him to kill a hermit. This was really a big deal.

Sun Gong smiled bitterly and shook his head, which happened to be seen by Zhou Ming.

"Brother Sun, why are you shaking your head?"

"It's okay, I just want to express my feelings. Everyone has his own destiny." Sun Gong said with emotion. Although he is standing here to transport these slaves, is he not the slave who smiles and cries?

Zhou Ming looked at the busy slaves in front of him in silence, and suddenly heard Ping Xingyue's voice next to him:

"The world is off its rails, and you have to correct it."

The voice sounded almost close to Zhou Ming's ears. When he turned around to look, there was no one there again.

Suddenly, Zhou Ming was kicked in the knee socket. He bent his legs and instinctively dodged to the side.

He jumped forward nimbly, turned around and glanced back, only to see Wang Siyan staring at him with an angry face.

"What, what's wrong? Why are you hitting me!" Zhou Ming said in shock.

"I asked you to watch it for me, did you watch it?" Wang Siyan looked angry, "I just pulled up my pants! When I walked around the stone, I saw an uncle peeing there. Do you know how I felt?"

It is difficult to describe Wang Siyan's mood at this moment in words. When she walked out from behind the big rock, the uncle who was peeing on the back of the rock was startled by her and half of his pants were wet. The atmosphere between the two parties was extremely awkward.

Zhou Ming, who was in charge of lookout in the distance, was chatting with the driver with his hands on his hips, completely unaware of what was happening over there.

Wang Siyan's first thought at that time was that he had been let down.

She left the privacy of the beautiful girl's butt to Zhou Ming to protect, but this guy actually abandoned this extremely rare trust and went to the tent to chat with the driver.
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