Chapter 388 Go Back
When they saw the man in charge of guarding them being easily killed by Boss Xia, their first real reaction was that it was satisfying to see their enemy die tragically. But before they could even think of being rescued, they heard the leader next to them muttering curses to the survivors under his command:
"Don't cause me any trouble. Just stay here and behave yourself. I'll let you meet when we get back. If you don't behave... well, where they'll be sold to and who will take their place is up to fate."
"...I understand."
The leader glanced over and gave a second warning, "Stay away from them. They're all rebelling, and we still don't have any evidence against them. Otherwise, haha."
The sound of footsteps rubbing against each other and leaving could be heard from all directions, and a vacuum zone appeared around them. No one wanted to get close, and they stayed away from them as if avoiding bad luck. They seemed like the bottom of the trash abandoned by everyone.
It seems that even standing in the same position with them makes me feel disgusted.
Yes, a man with a little status was killed by the trash he managed and could beat and kill at will - even if they didn't kill him, he was killed by the boss because of their cries for help.
But why don't they stay away from people who do all kinds of evil things, but instead blame everything on them who are forced to endure man-made suffering?
I understand, because they are soft persimmons and broken windows, and everyone who sees them wants to throw a stone at them.
The logic is funny, but it is their instinctive behavior without using their brains.
That’s great, I learned another lesson.
There is another truth that was learned with blood and tears: It is useless to cry out in pain when being beaten. No one cares whether you are in pain or not. They will not stop beating you just because you are in pain, but will instead beat you more harshly just because you cry out.
They held their heads high, their slender necks not white and tender, but still fragile.
Even they themselves didn't know that the depths of their eyes when they looked at Xia Yan were filled with a desire for life.
"Little bears, come here quickly." Xia Yan looked up and saw the little bear cubs sitting in the middle of the flower basket, and secretly said that the help came at the right time.
"Here I come~"
The little bears jumped down, ran to the side, and easily helped the guest up with their little paws.
"Go and get the guests a glass of water," she said.
"No, no, no, water is too precious. We just ask that you don't chase us away."
When they heard about giving them water, their faces turned pale with fear, and they took several steps back as if they had seen a ferocious beast.
Xia Yan: "What's wrong?"
They kept their lips tightly shut and remained silent, surrounded by a strong sense of sadness.
Little Bear brought a large bucket of water, took out a disposable cup, filled it up and handed it over.
"Drink it quickly, clean."
My lips are chapped.
"No, not thirsty."
Your voice is hoarse, aren’t you thirsty?
The little bear pushed the paper cup towards her, but she flattened her palm and the cup fell to the ground. The water splashed all over the floor, turning it brown.
The woman suddenly fell to the ground in panic and tried to get the water back into the cup, but how could she get the water back that had spilled onto the ground?
Xia Yan frowned, stepped forward and tugged at her arm, "What are you worried about? Do you think I'll sell you out if you drink the water?"
The woman looked as dark and dead as the description said.
Xia Yan was shocked: "Do you really think so? You guys think so too?"
The others remained silent, half-lowering their heads in approval.
It was because of a bite of food that I fell into the trap. Moreover, every time I ate a full meal, I was sold from one person to another, and I lived a life that was neither alive nor dead...
"Do I need to make a fortune this way? I ask you, who am I?"
“…”
"I'm Boss Xia. I own a hotel, three restaurants, a supermarket with everything you need, and over twenty private villas. What do I need?"
Xia Yan exhaled: "You don't have to beg me. It's up to you to decide whether to go back. If you don't like it over there, you can stay in a hotel, or -"
She turned to look at Chu Wanfu and took a step back so that everyone could see him. "—Go directly to General Chu and live in the base he manages."
She ignored Mr. Shen next to her and looked at Chu Wanfu with naked contempt: "It's time for you to take the stage, right?" It's quite comforting to watch the excitement.
Staying in a hotel requires points. It’s obvious that these people can’t normally get crystal cores, otherwise they would rush to recharge their cards. How could they be so hungry?
Chu Wanfu coughed a few times with a little embarrassment, looked up and saw a staff member in the base who was eating a box lunch, and waved to him.
"Welcome everyone to the base." He was concise and straightforward, without a single unnecessary word. "Register their information and assign them housing according to the normal procedures."
"Got it." The staff member quickly finished his rice, wiped his mouth, took out the workbook he carried with him from his pocket, took out a pen and walked over to him, "What's your name? Do you have any special abilities..."
Maybe things developed too quickly, and these people were a little confused, immersed in sadness and unable to extricate themselves. They never thought that they would really reach the shore in the blink of an eye. They were stupidly stunned and answered whatever the other party asked.
He glanced at Xia Yan and Chu Wanfu from time to time, feeling helpless as if a heavy mountain that had been weighing on him for countless years and causing him endless torture was blown away by a light breath.
It turns out that this is an extremely difficult task for me, but it is just a matter of words for capable people.
Another group of people squatting in the shade of the tree slowly stood up, their mouths wide open, looking incredible.
"They entered the base here..."
"Can we also...?"
"It's different. If I stay, what will happen to the people over there? If I stay, I'll never see them again."
"But even if we go back, they might be sold separately one day. Where will we find them then?"
"...Well, ah, I don't know. I don't know anything."
Xia Yan noticed them and asked, "Are you guys coming to register your information?"
"The boss asked us, what should we do?"
"If he knew, we would be beaten to death."
"I'll register!"
Someone suddenly stood up and raised his hands high. He felt someone pulling his trouser legs. He lowered his head and a madness flashed in his eyes.
"Going back means death, I won't go back!"
"You're crazy! What about your mother? She'll be tortured to death by them. Put your hands down and squat down before he comes out."
"No, I won't go back. My mother is dying. She's about to starve to death. She understands me. She wants me to escape and live a peaceful life. I have to listen to her..."
He shook off the hands that were clinging to him while muttering to himself, and strode towards the staff. He looked at the clean, tidy and safe environment, and his body trembled with excitement at the thought that he would no longer have to work hard day and night and go hungry or get beaten.
"We can't let him go! If he leaves, we'll all be doomed!" A loud shout suddenly rang out from the crowd, and the mixture of fear, stubbornness, and anger of being abandoned spread instantly.
The man ran away, shouting in a high voice mixed with extreme fear and sobs: "I volunteer to join the base! My name is xx..."
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