After the salted fish excavator became popular

The "boss" was sent to the hospital by several burly men, his head was bandaged quickly, and he came back to manage them.

As soon as he walked into the "company", he walked straight in front of Peipei, with gauze wrapped around his head, and there was even a ferocious smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he only regarded his previous behavior as a small The child loses his temper and is not afraid of him at all.

"Son, you're going to pay for what you did."

Soon, Zhou Runqing saw how ruthless this boss was.

Here, there are people who fail to complete the task every day, and Zhou Runqing has gradually confirmed that what the man said earlier is true.

Because Zhou Runqing saw every method he mentioned one by one.

At the beginning, they received the same punishment as Zhou Runqing. They were not allowed to eat or drink, they were beaten with electric batons until they couldn't get up, and they were hit by a wall by their hair.

Later, the focus of punishment gradually shifted from physical torture to spiritual abuse.

"Old Diao, watch over me. No one in this room is allowed to avert their eyes. Everyone has to open their eyes to see clearly. If anyone dares to blink, give his eyeballs to Lao Tzu." dig it out!"

The thug named Lao Diao answered "yes", and then walked around the room with the electric baton in his hand to make sure that everyone's eyes were on the man sitting on the ground in the middle of the room.

Every time he walked behind a person, the nearby people straightened up in an instant, and they didn't dare to move.

Zhou Runqing remembered that this man's task today was to make [-] phone calls and invite at least one person to join their company.

The former is not difficult.

But the latter he did not accomplish.

Because his mother knew what was going on here the moment she received his call, she hung up the phone without saying a word, and couldn't get through when she called again.

Apparently it's been blocked.

"Don't...don't, I can definitely finish it tomorrow, please give me another chance!" The man, who didn't know what his punishment was, was so frightened that he fell limply on the ground, keeping his hands on the ground and kept retreating. While shaking his head and crying.

He was frightened out of his wits, tears and snot on his cheeks were a mess, he was embarrassed and terrible.

"Boss, I can definitely finish it tomorrow. I have a younger sister who is in middle school. I can wait for her at the gate of the school early tomorrow morning. I can definitely pick her up. Really, please believe me again ..."

The "boss" didn't know if he had listened to what he said, but it was obvious that he didn't intend to let him go.

He winked at the two big men standing by the door, and the two men came over, one of them blocked the way of the backing man from behind, he held his two hands behind his back, and the other A hand wrapped around his shoulders to keep him from struggling.

The other man lifted a pot of boiling water from the base, pinched his jawbone with his free hand, forced him to open his mouth, and then poured the boiling water down his mouth. His throat rushed down!

The scene in front of my eyes was frightening, and everyone in the room was shocked. The room that was usually hot and dry due to the crowd was as quiet as a chicken, and it made people tremble like an air conditioner was turned on.

Zhou Runqing didn't dare to move her eyes, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she couldn't even maintain her fake calm.

It was the first time he heard such a tragic cry.

At first it was loud and ear-piercing, then it became hoarse, and in the end there was only the sound of gasping for breath, like an old man climbing a hill with a heavy load on his back.

He didn't want Pei Pei, who was only ten years old, to see such a cruel scene, but he couldn't raise his hand to cover his eyes no matter what.

Because the man who directed all this was standing opposite them not far away.

The man whose throat had been poured with boiling water had already passed out from the pain. He was lying curled up on the floor, completely unresponsive when he was dragged out by his feet, as if he had lost his life.

"Have you seen it all?" The violent man looked around, and finally fixed his eyes on that immature face, "This is the fate of disobedience."

Zhou Runqing was afraid that the young Pei Pei would leave a shadow in her heart, so she hurriedly lowered her head to check his condition.

The boy didn't know whether he was scared stupid or really not afraid, his eyes didn't fluctuate at all.

Or to put it another way, in his eyes... there is no trace of anger that a young man should have.

Like a noble and clean porcelain doll, so cold and emotionless.

This time it didn't scare Pei Pei, and every time the "boss" had something to do with him, he would target this boy.

Like Zhou Runqing, this boy came here with nothing and didn't answer any questions he asked.

"Do you really think that I can raise people here for nothing?" The man said, "If you can't contribute to the team, then there's no point in keeping you."

Zhou Runqing had heard the news that he was kicked out of the "team" because he was too edible. When he heard the words of the "boss", he was overjoyed, thinking that they were about to usher in freedom.

Unexpectedly, the "boss" said, "I am a kinder person. I will give you a day to think about what is useful for you. If you can't think of it, I will decide for you."

The next day, Zhou Runqing and Pei Pei were indeed questioned by him.

"Have you figured it out?" The man held a cigarette between his fingers, took a deep puff, and spit all the white smoke into their faces.

Zhou Runqing, who never smoked, resisted the urge to cough.

Standing beside him, Pei Pei, who was a head shorter, didn't know whether he had held his breath early or had a lot of cigarettes at a young age. He didn't even cough, and he still had that calm but immature face.

"This is indeed a difficult question." The man said, "I thought about it all night last night, but I couldn't figure out what use you two are for besides eating rice here."

"Why don't you just use it as a decompression tool?" The man scanned the room for a week, "This is the only way I can think of to keep you guys going."

Zhou Runqing actually wanted to say: None of us want to stay any longer!Since we're here for nothing, why don't you let us go?

But I also know that saying this will not have any results.

He simply did not say.

"What do you mean by decompression tool?" Zhou Runqing asked.

He already had a guess in his mind.

Sure enough, the man grinned grimly, and pressed the half-smoked cigarette butt directly on Pei Pei's shoulder! !

"What are you doing?!" Zhou Runqing took Pei Pei's tiny arm and yanked it to his side, and quickly patted off the half of the cigarette butt that had burned through the fabric and still stuck to his skin.

"How are you?" Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhou Runqing's tone became anxious, "Whether it hurts or not, speak up!"

Of course he knew it was painful, but the boy's silent appearance really made people flustered.

Even if it's crying and yelling, give some reaction!

Pei Pei pursed her pale lips and shook her head, "It doesn't hurt."

In order to hold back the cry of pain in his mouth, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, how could it not hurt? !

Zhou Runqing began to wonder what kind of terrible life Pei Pei had lived before coming here, which made a teenager say it didn't hurt after being burned by a scorching cigarette.

"That's what it means." The man walked to them, grabbed Pei Pei's other arm, raised his wrist high, and dropped it hard when Zhou Runqing had no time to stop it!

There was a crisp "snap", and there was a fingerprint on the fair and immature face.

"Don't hit him! He's still a child, come at me!" Zhou Runqing anxiously stretched out his hand to grab Pei Pei, but before he touched anyone, he was held back by a person behind him.

"Child?" The man stretched out his left hand to pinch Peipei's slender neck, and the smile on his face disappeared. He pointed to the white gauze wrapped around his head, "It's not a child to have such great strength. .”

"You hit me with a locker, and I hit you with your hands. Speaking of which, you made money." The man raised his hand, and slapped the child hard again. Left face!

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Clap clap clap!"

The loud applause became more and more concentrated in this room. The child was slapped away from the face, then turned back with his chin pinched, and then another slap was slapped.

"Stop it, don't hit me!" Zhou Runqing's hands were firmly imprisoned, watching that thin little boy being slapped repeatedly by an adult man who was several times taller than him, he felt his heart tightening .

"Stop hitting him! How old is he! Are you still human?!"

"Boss, please don't beat him anymore. You can hit me. You can slap him or hit him with an electric baton. Please let him go!" Zhou Runqing's voice became hoarse.

One side of Pei Pei's face was already swollen, and the corner of his broken mouth had begun to ooze blood.

The expression on his face was not as indifferent as usual.

Although he still didn't mean to be afraid to show it, he looked dazed and dazed.

It's like being beaten stupid.

"This is the meaning of the decompression tool." The man said to the people in the room, "From now on, these two people will be the tools for everyone to decompress and vent their anger. With two slaps, I can feel better, and it will be beneficial to improve the company's business."

Then he let go of the boy.

The boy wobbled as if he couldn't stand still, and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Zhou Runqing had quick eyesight and quick hands, and reached out to support him.

"Pei Pei, it's okay, it's okay." He held the child in his arms, patted him on the back with a trembling voice and coaxed him softly.

It took several days for Zhou Runqing to realize that Pei Pei's left ear was deaf.

But no matter how much he begged, the "boss" would not allow the child to see a doctor.

This matter is not quite over yet.

Although the "boss" vented his anger, the problem of two people eating rice is still unresolved.

Because, even if he said that these two people can be used as a tool for decompression, no one except him would dare to slap this seemingly immature boy in the face.

They had seen the deadpan, merciless viciousness with which he struck men's heads with sticks.

No one wanted the stick to fall on their own heads.

The turning point of the matter was that the "boss" rented a disc from the video store downstairs that day.

People here are not allowed to watch the news.

They can't watch anything connected to the Internet.

The "boss" will rent some discs and books from time to time and put them in the cabinet, but not for them.

Most of the time, it is the "boss" who reads it first, and then throws it to them if they don't want it.

When the disc was brought up this time, the man was finally generous and said that they could watch it first.

Then he went into the room.

In order to avoid anti-pornography, the cover of the disc is very subtle, only a bunch of flowers and plants are drawn, nothing can be seen on the surface.

After putting it into the machine, the picture gradually appeared on the screen.

Take a clear look at what is being played in the screen, and everyone in the room is silent.

Echoing in this not-so-capable space was a heavy panting sound, and another male moan.

There is a Japanese-style sliding door between their room and the innermost room. There is no sound insulation at all, and all sounds can be heard.

Sometimes, when the "boss" brings a woman back, the people in their room can hear the movement all night.

The video was playing like this, everyone was stunned by the wind blowing from the newly opened door to the new world, and no one thought of stepping forward to close it.

At this time, the man who had just entered the room opened the door angrily, "What the hell are you looking at?"

His gaze was also fixed on the TV screen following the source of the sound, and then his expression was as ugly as eating a fly.

He stepped forward to turn off the video, and when he turned to scold someone, he saw Zhou Runqing's exquisite face.

He suddenly smiled.

"I suddenly found your use."

Zhou Runqing was dragged into the room by several men.

In order to make him react, those men put their hands on him.

I also used my mouth.

The untrained Zhou Runqing didn't feel a bit of pleasure, but felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

To facilitate their disgusting behavior, they also use their fingers.

Seeing those disgusting things sticking naked towards her, Zhou Runqing turned her head to one side and vomited filth all over the place.

There was only a loud bang, and the Japanese-style sliding door was violently knocked down from the outside, causing smoke and dust to rise from inside and outside the house.

The last thing Zhou Runqing remembered was the boy standing at the door with a knife in his hand, his chest heaving violently.

He thought that what happened there was something he would never forget in his life.

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Good night!Even though I have to make up shifts, tomorrow is still ten thousand, praise me! ［Humph.jpg］