7000. Chapter 7000 Jing Jiaren fingered Gong Zihua
More arrogant and harsh laughter rang out in the concentration camp, drowning out Gong Zihua's curses.
Jing Jiaren was a little anxious. Looking at the rope that was descending little by little, there was no movement at all from Leng Lintian... Could it be that it was too late?
She thought for a moment and planned to open the door in advance.
"If you want to blame...you are the only one to blame...for your unlucky...falling into our...hands..."
The leader of the cloaked man stopped laughing, his voice hoarse.
They were forced to live like this, who would want to eat human flesh? They were all forced!
As the rope lowered little by little, the water pot under my feet fluttered, and a huge wave of hot air hit me.
Gong Zihua struggled hard, and the heat on her soles made her feel uncomfortable.
That pot is big enough, and if he drops it, he will definitely have a good meal.
Moreover, the pot was filled with boiling water at the highest temperature. He would be scalded almost immediately if he dropped it. Before he could climb out, his legs would be boiled soft in the pot, leaving him no chance to climb out.
Jing Jiaren looked at the shaky rope and felt worried for Gong Zihua.
Idiot, if you continue to struggle, if the rope breaks, aren't you looking for death?
No more hesitation...
Jing Jiaren adjusted the voice changer to a low, hoarse male voice. She had tried this voice before: "Hey... help..."
Her voice sounded suddenly, causing everyone to look outside.
She and Leng Lintian had discussed it before. If no migrant workers came to ask for support, she would play the role of the migrant worker who came to report.
Once Leng Lintian succeeds, he will give her instructions.
In fact, Jing Jiaren felt that instead of passively waiting for others, it would be better to let her do it from the beginning.
Perhaps Leng Lintian was afraid that she would expose himself and contacting the other party early would be dangerous.
When things got to this point, Jing Jiaren couldn't care about anything else.
"The construction site...there is...a riot..." Jing Jiaren imitated their speech in a hoarse voice, "A fight...is coming..."
The concentration camp immediately became lively.
"We... grabbed... the key..."
Jing Jiaren wore gloves and hooked the token key with her index finger, "Quickly...go help..."
The leader of the cloaked man stared at the key in her hand and said with great force, "Open the door!"
"And...there...we...saw a group of people...should be...his accomplices!" Jing Jiaren pointed at Gong Zihua.
Accomplices? There are accomplices?
Jing Jiaren clearly saw that the aura of these cloaked men was wrong, and their eyes seemed to glow with a terrifying green light in the darkness.
"Open the door... open the door!"
Jing Jiaren crouched and stood by the door, swiping her token on it, and a row of combination locks appeared.
In order to prevent migrant workers from attacking the managers and stealing tokens to open the subway gates and causing riots, an additional password was set up (double protection).
Fortunately, Leng Lintian bought the steward with gold coins and even knew the password.
Jing Jiaren pressed the code on the lock... and the iron door made a sound of opening.
The iron gate slowly opened, and Jing Jiaren suddenly threw the token into the camp.
Her movements successfully attracted the cloaked man's attention again...
Jing Jiaren took the opportunity to sneak in and sneak into the corner silently to prevent the cloaked men from squeezing her into a meat pie when they rushed out.
Sure enough, before Jing Jiaren could find a hiding place, the leader of the cloaked man who had picked up the token had already ordered solemnly: "Let's go!"
...How many years have they been waiting for this day...
Finally waited until the iron door opened.
With their current large numbers, this town can be completely occupied by them.