At around eleven o'clock in the morning, dozens of coal trucks drove in spewing black smoke.
The drivers parked their cars in the lot, smoking and chatting casually, looking relaxed and contented. Seeing those guys enjoying themselves, Yuan Fangguo and Chen Feng were filled with anger, gritting their teeth. They were both stared at by dozens of sharp-mouthed mosquitoes all over their bodies, feeling very uncomfortable.
Coal trucks drove in one after another, and at around 1:00 p.m., they drove out one after another. They originally thought that after the coal trucks drove away, the migrant workers underground would come up to have lunch. Unexpectedly, they saw the two old men who delivered noodles to the migrant workers in the morning, carrying two black lunch buckets and walking into the mine after being scolded by the foreman.
"Fuck..." Chen Feng couldn't help but curse inwardly, "These beasts don't even give me a break at noon."
Now Yuan Fangguo suddenly understood that even a normal person would become mentally abnormal if he stayed in this place for a month or two.
The migrant workers did not come out of the well, they could only wait.
The pointed-mouthed mosquitoes continued to treat them as delicacies, flying around them and buzzing.
Yuan Fangguo took out his cell phone and looked at it, but there was no signal at all.
In the afternoon, the sun just happened to shine on where they were. The warm sunshine at high altitude made them begin to feel sleepy. They were tired and sleepy, so under the influence of the warm sunshine, they fell asleep quickly.
However, they did not sleep for long, only about twenty minutes. After a short rest, their mental state was much better than before.
This time, when they looked around the area again, the off-road vehicle that had left in the morning had returned without them noticing.
The sound of mahjong being rubbed could be faintly heard from inside the iron room. Hearing this sound, the nameless anger in Yuan Fangguo and Chen Feng's hearts suddenly ignited again.
Finally, it got dark.
The back of their heads, arms, ankles and other places were already covered with small red lumps.
When the last rays of sunset disappeared from their sight, they finally breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously.
They originally thought that the migrant workers would come out of the well this time, but they waited and waited, but they still didn't see any of them. This time, even the old man who cooked didn't carry the rice bucket in.
"I entered the mine at 7 o'clock in the morning, and it's already past 9 o'clock in the evening. It's been 12 hours, and these bastards won't even let me rest."
"Brother Feng, how about we touch it now?"
Chen Feng couldn't wait any longer, so he quickly agreed to Yuan Fangguo's suggestion.
This time, the two of them didn't bring any extra things, not even a backpack, and just left everything in this primeval forest.
They moved forward silently, stopping and starting, and it took them more than ten minutes before they finally found their way behind a large rock.
They did not continue to move forward, but instead squatted behind a big rock.
The sound of mahjong being rubbed and loud, dancing curses continued to be heard from the iron room where the manager lived.
At half past ten in the evening, finally, the sound of iron shackles rubbing against the ground was heard at the entrance of the mine.
The two men couldn't help but be stunned again, revealing half of their faces and looking at the mine.
Sure enough, under the supervision of the supervisors with sticks and shouts, the exhausted migrant workers walked out of the mine like zombies.
After the migrant workers came out of the mine, the manager with a fierce face also walked out of the iron house.
"Is everyone here?" He snorted and said arrogantly to the man in charge.
"Brother Biao, everyone is here." A strong man nodded and bowed.
"You give your comments." The manager continued to hum.
The sturdy man nodded and began to clap the thick wooden stick in his hands.
"A lot of people didn't perform well today, so I'll talk about the good ones first..."
When the strong man was commenting, he used numbers to address the migrant workers below. Some of the migrant workers were so stupid that they didn't even know what their numbers were.
After calling out the names of those who had performed well, the strong man narrowed his eyes and smiled wickedly, saying, "Brothers who just called out the names of those who had performed well, please step out. You will be allowed to take a bath tonight."
In the eyes of Yuan Fangguo and Chen Feng, these migrant workers whose names were called would be more or less excited. However, to their surprise, those migrant workers were very slow and some even had to be reminded before they came out.
Yuan Fangguo widened his eyes and noticed that Tian Ying was among them.
The strong man continued to speak loudly, this time to the migrant workers who had behaved badly.
Whenever he read out a name, his men would drag out those migrant workers who behaved poorly. Some would be slapped in the face, while others would be beaten and kicked. In an instant, the entire dam in the site became like hell on earth, filled with all kinds of ghostly howling sounds.
After dealing with the poorly behaved migrant workers, the burly man angrily said, "You see, this is the result of not working properly in here. If you get called out by my name twice in a row, don't blame us for being rude."
More than thirty migrant workers stood in the middle of the site like wooden chickens, not daring to make a sound.
The manager snorted coldly and continued, "You saw what happened to that guy last week. His leg was broken and the wound was full of maggots. After dinner, I'll take you on a tour. If you don't behave, this will be your fate." After saying this, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Bring the food up." The strong man who led the team just now waved his hand, and soon, the two old men who were cooking brought out a wooden barrel.
There was porridge in the wooden barrel, with a few vegetable leaves floating on the thin porridge. In the eyes of these guys, these migrant workers, no, to be more precise, the slaves, must not be fed enough at night. If they are fed enough, they will become restless.
These migrant workers seemed to have long been accustomed to the pig-like food, and numbly put the enamel bowls into the wooden barrel.
The guy in charge looked at the migrant workers in front of him who were like pigs, and a scornful smile appeared on his face.
He was just about to turn around when he found something pressing against his forehead.
"Don't move." These words were said by Chen Feng. The pistol in Chen Feng's hand was given to him by Huang Xiangui.
Although the sound was not loud, it was like a bolt from the blue, shocking everyone present. Even the migrant workers stopped what they were doing instantly, staring at what was happening in front of them with wide eyes.
Tian Ying, Liu Wenbo and Erzhu all noticed Yuan Fangguo at once.
They didn't expect Yuan Fangguo to appear in front of them in this way.
"Fang Guo." Tian Ying and Liu Wenbo couldn't help but shout out.
The corners of Erzhu's mouth twitched slightly, and his voice seemed to be stuck in his throat.
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