The bullet drew a beautiful heart in Chenxi's palm, and the people on the ground broke into a cold sweat for their boss.
They only had their wrists broken, while their boss might have been shot.
Compared to being shot, they still think that breaking bones without bleeding is better.
"Do you think it would be better for me to send back all the bullets in this one, or just one?"
Chen Xi felt very distressed and asked casually.
The people on the ground were frightened. Is this human language?
If we send all of it out, it will become a sieve.
"Let's just take one..."
"Yes, yes, one is safer. If someone dies and the blood splatters on the ground, staining your eyes, it will definitely not be good."
Chen Xi thought for a moment and praised: "Yes, you are right, then let's do it one by one!"
As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen bullets fell around Chen Xi. The moment Chen Xi's fingers fell, more than a dozen bullets flew out.
Everyone was shocked. Wasn’t it agreed that it was only one?
Why did they all fly out?
And this direction is not right. Why are some of them coming towards them?
The bullets flew out and hit everyone's thighs almost at the same time.
"ah!!"
Ghosts howling and wolves howling sounded at the same time.
***
In the mine.
Xiaoying walked around inside several times and got to know all the basic routes clearly.
There was one place that she felt was not right; it smelled of rotten meat.
Out of curiosity, she slowly floated over, looked down, and angrily cursed: "Fuck, these people are scum!"
I saw a lot of corpses piled up in a huge pit. Some of them had just begun to rot, and some had turned into white bones. Many of them were thrown in recently and had not rotted.
But the exposed skin was covered with whip marks and burns. He was clearly an underage male, but at first glance, he looked like a thin woman.
If it weren't for the obvious fatal wounds on their bodies, one would really think they died of starvation.
Xiaoying was in a very bad mood. The scene of dumping the corpse reminded her of her past self.
After she was murdered, her body was also thrown into the wilderness, exposed to wind and sun.
Thinking of the past events, the hatred in her heart grew stronger. She must practice hard and strive to avenge herself and her child one day.
"Please, stop hitting him. If you keep hitting him, he will really die!"
"Oh, if you're dead, you're dead. What we have the most here is manpower. You old, weak, sick, and disabled people better keep yourselves in good stead. I won't pamper you."
As soon as he finished speaking, another whip came through the air and landed on the flesh with a "snap".
It seems like the supervisor is lecturing someone?
Xiaoying collected her scattered thoughts and floated towards another mine!
On a flat open space, there were many miners gathered, and in the center, lay a young man, about the same age as Xiao Huang. On top of him was a slightly older uncle, who looked to be in his fifties or sixties. At this moment, the uncle tried his best to hide the young man under him and endured the torrential whipping alone.
The person who was whipping the ball was sweating profusely, but the person being beaten only groaned softly, as if the whip was just tickling him.
Perhaps his forbearance angered the perpetrator, who pointed a whip at them and said with gritted teeth:
"You guys are really great. You like to help each other, right? I'll fulfill your wish today."
After he finished speaking, he threw the whip to the ground and took out a pistol from his waist. The onlookers took a step back in fright, as they were not unfamiliar with this gun.
But there were still many elderly people who knelt down fearlessly, kowtowed and prayed continuously.
"Brother Wei, please be merciful. This young man has just arrived and doesn't know much about the system here. We old people will explain it to him in the future."
"Brother Wei, I beg you to spare his life. He looks young and healthy, and he will definitely be able to do more work than us older people. It would be a waste to execute him like this."
"Do I, Wei Ge, need you rubbish to teach me how to do things?"
"I think it's my recent good attitude that has given you the illusion that I'm easy to talk to."
As soon as he finished speaking, he fired a bullet, which hit the arm of the uncle on the ground.
"Forehead!"
Despite the immense pain, the gunshot wounded man only groaned and did not move.
"He's a tough guy!"
Wei Ge raised his eyebrows, admiring you in his heart, turning the gun in his hand, and said happily: "Forget it, considering that you are such a man, I will spare your life today, but you can't escape the punishment of living."
"Come here, drag them away and lock them up for ten days or half a month. Don't give them any food."
Xiaoying held up her cell phone and recorded the scene to ensure safety for subsequent actions.
In fact, she could have dealt with those bastards with just a flick of her finger, but she did not act rashly because she knew that they needed to rescue everyone here, not just these two people.
For the sake of the overall plan, I can only endure it.
At Wei Ge's command, several younger brothers came out, two of them held one of them, and dragged the two people on the ground away.
He then threatened the rest of the people: "All of you go to work for me, don't even think about being lazy. If I find you again, I won't be so easy to talk to."
"Bang!"
Wei Ge fired a bullet into the sky, "Do you understand?"
The moment the gunshot rang out, the crowd scattered and returned to their respective posts.
Xiaoying did not stay here, but followed the uncle who was shot and left.
"Go in and reflect on your actions. Don't make any more mistakes, or Wei Ge will definitely not let you go next time."
One of the four people kindly reminded him, locked the door and left.
The young man and the old man were thrown into a room that was airtight and pitch black.
The young man called out softly, "Uncle, where are you?"
"Hu, don't shout. Save your strength, otherwise you won't be able to survive these days." The uncle said breathlessly.
The young man crawled over following the sound, and when he touched the person, he cried and apologized: "I'm sorry, it's all my laziness that hurt you. Does it hurt?"
"It's okay, you'll be fine after a good night's sleep." The uncle smiled and comforted the crying person.
"You'll bleed to death if you sleep on it!"
"Who?" The uncle cautiously blocked the young man behind him.
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