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Chapter 394 Oppression

Old Husband gave a forced smile and said in broken Hronk: "I'm just too sleepy."

When Liu Weike saw that Ji Miao didn't look too panicked and that the Hronks were still relatively calm, he knew that this old Hu probably didn't say anything detrimental to them.

People pretending to be laborers got off the trucks and were searched by the Hronks one by one.

A few minutes later, Raymond said: "That's it. Send them to the dungeon." He turned around and looked at Liu Weike and others, with some contempt in his eyes, but his tone was quite polite: "Thank you for your hard work, everyone, please

Go back. I will transfer the reward to your original account."

Liu Weike gently tugged on Ji Miao's sleeve and winked at her quietly.

Ji Miao quickly said to the Hronc: "We are really tired from the bumpy journey. I wonder if you can let us rest here and drink some water?"

Raymond frowned, showing a hint of impatience. But after thinking for a while, he still said with a smile: "Okay, since you have come all the way, we naturally have to fulfill our friendship as landlords."

Ji Miao said: "Thank you very much. By the way, how about we go to the underground city with you, so that we can help you send these workers there."

Raymond said: "The underground city is cold and damp. It is a place where workers live. It is too simple. I'm afraid it will wrong you."

"It doesn't matter." Ji Miao observed his face and said with a smile: "This is the first time for a few of us to carry out the task of transferring laborers. We are afraid that we will not do well. We have to watch these laborers enter the underground city with our own eyes.

, only then can the stone in my heart fall to the ground.”

"Okay then. Let's go to the dungeon now. I hope you won't dislike our poor hospitality." Raymond still had a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold and there was no smile at all.

"We are lucky enough to be able to leave Weihe County and come to Huailin City. How can we dislike it?" Ji Miao felt that she had fully utilized the flattery skills she had learned throughout her life.

Liu Weike asked in a low voice beside her: "How's it going? Do they agree that we can stay temporarily?"

Ji Miao nodded and said, "Agreed. He asked us to go to the underground city with him, where the workers live."

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The underground city of Huailin City is dark and humid, and the air exudes a musty smell. These Chuanning Star workers live in small cubicles of only a few square meters. Each narrow cubicle contains two or three

The bed was almost rusty, and the bedding on it was extremely thin and old and faded.

At this time, most of the Chuanning star workers had gone to work outside, and only a few older or too weak Chuanning star workers stayed here. However, they did not have a chance to rest, and they were bending over and kneeling.

The floor was wiped with tiles.

At this time, an old worker suddenly fainted. His face was pale and his lips had almost no blood. The woman next to him struggled to hold his shoulders and shouted anxiously: "Dad, Dad! What's wrong with you?"

?Wake up quickly!"

"What are you doing! Do you want to be lazy again? How long have you been working?" A Hronc supervisor came over. He waved a strong whip and hit the woman on the back.

The woman screamed in pain. She turned to look at the Hronk man in panic, and begged in unskilled Hronk language: "Please spare us, we didn't mean to be lazy. I

Dad has fainted, please save him and call a doctor for him!"

"Slaves don't need a doctor. You don't have that much money to bother our doctors. We won't provide you with medicines, because... it's such a waste." The Hronc supervisor looked at this with contempt.

The father and daughter seemed to be not two living people before his eyes, but humble ants.

The old worker from Chuanning Star groaned and opened his eyes with difficulty for a few seconds before closing them again.

The woman continued to beg, "Can you give us some water and food, even half a steamed bun? My dad and I can only eat one meal a day during this period, and we can only eat white porridge."

Pickles, even if you don't die of illness, you will starve to death."

"How much food you can get depends entirely on how much effort you can put in. You and your daughter have been sick all day long and stayed in the dungeon doing light work. Compared with other workers, you really stole a lot.

You're lazy. I'm still willing to give you a bite of food, which is already a great mercy." Supervisor Hronk raised the whip in his hand and hit it hard on the ground, trying to intimidate the woman. The woman shivered with fear.

For a moment, she no longer dared to speak. She hugged her father tightly and cried desperately.

The Hronk supervisor glared at the woman impatiently and said, "Stand up quickly. As long as you still have breath, you have to work hard for us Hronk people!"

The old laborer lay weakly in his daughter's arms, his body rising and falling with his heavy breathing.

The woman said in a trembling voice: "Look at my dad like this, how can he still have the strength to work?"

"You can't do the work, right? Come here." Supervisor Hronk called his men, pointed at the angry worker and said: "Wrap him up with a straw mat and throw him into a mass grave.

go!"

After hearing the order, the Chuanning stars immediately swarmed forward and prepared to separate the father and daughter.

"No! Let go of my dad, let him go!" The woman cried out in despair, pulling on her father's arm with all her strength.

However, she was outnumbered, and because she had been hungry for a long time, her strength was really limited. Seeing that her father was about to be dragged away mercilessly, she crawled to the side of the supervisor Hronk, knelt down and hugged him.

Holding his legs, he said: "My dad is not dead yet, how could you throw him into a mass grave?"

The Hronk supervisor looked at her coldly, showing no mercy at all. "In my opinion, useless guys are no different from dead people. Since he can't do any work, why should we fight for him?"

Wasting food?”

The woman quickly begged: "Please let him go! Can't I do all his work from now on? I promise to work hard and never cry tired. I can still... I can also eat less,

I won’t waste much of your food.”

"You can't do your own job well, and you still expect to help him? Let go of your hands!" The Hronk supervisor yelled with a ferocious expression. He suddenly raised the whip in his hand, trying to punish him severely.

He hit the woman. But suddenly someone grabbed his wrist, and he was strangled so painfully that the strong leather whip finally hung in the air.

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