He finally let his guard down a little, thinking that what had happened tonight might be a coincidence, so he wanted to go out and check on the fire.

So when the old fox went out to check the fire with his clothes on, Qin Feng thought that it was now.

He jumped off the beam of the house when the old fox first went out, opened the bookshelf, and after quickly opening the door, he moved the bookshelf back to its original position, and after entering, he locked the door behind him, and locked himself inside.

Qin Feng is not stupid, he knows that the old curator will be back soon, and the bookshelves and doors will definitely become their original positions, and they must not be discovered by the old curator.

As for how he got out, Qin Feng thought of the other exits that Jackie Chan Hu said, as long as there is a place to go out, it will be easy to do, Qin Feng is not worried at all that he will not be able to get out, there is no place to trap him.

Qin Feng went down along this path, and there were some narrow stairs inside, cold and dull, dark and gloomy, and it didn't look like the environment was very good.

The more Qin Feng walked, the darker it became, probably because the lights were not turned on at night, and when he walked slowly, he heard a heavy and turbid breathing sound, like some kind of trapped beast.

After walking up the stairs for a long time, Qin Feng walked to the factory of the cherry blossom view, and at a glance, the first thing that caught his eye was the chaotic desktop.

There are a variety of tools and reagents to make them.

Qin Feng probably glanced at it a few times and knew that this was probably their production workshop. It's just that it looks a little shabby. And it's all chaotic.

Qin Feng walked around the workshop and walked inside, he heard that those breathing sounds were coming from inside, so he walked along the dim corridor underground.

Qin Feng's footsteps were silent, so he didn't cause the slightest movement, and no one woke up. The closer he got inside, the heavier the breathing he heard.

The breathing sounds were all overlapping and chaotic, but they all had one thing in common, and that was that they were muddy and heavy. It's like a tired young beast, exhaling its last few breaths.

When Qin Feng walked over, he knew why they made such a sound.

They were poor people, trapped.

There are also some daily necessities such as Penghe cups piled up next to it, and there is a small jar similar to that used to solve physiological needs in the corner, emitting a strong and disgusting smell, and the whole rest area is messy.

"This horse is called life rest! This is simply a hell on earth!" Qin Feng thought to himself.

"The bastard of the old fox is really inhumane, and this horse can be seen by it!" Qin Feng glanced at it, and felt very angry, this was like a human tragedy, which made him feel chilled when he saw it.

Although Qin Feng has also seen many big scenes, many people have also lost their lives in front of him, and he has seen too many life situations.

Regarding human nature, Qin Feng had already had a deep understanding, but now looking at these hundreds of people, like maggots, lingering in front of him, he once again felt the inferiority of human nature

Small.

These people can no longer be called human beings, they are like worms living in this rotten underground, humble begging to survive, using their filthy bodies to do things for people that can allow them to survive, but endanger more people.

Qin Feng had mixed feelings in his heart, and he suddenly didn't know whether to pity them or blame them.

It is true that they live like ants, but many more people lose their lives and families because of what they are trying to do to survive, whether they stay here voluntarily or not, and the damage is done after all.

Qin Feng stepped forward to check on their situation, most of them were men, and only a few were women.

Almost all of these people were covered in scars, some looked like they had been beaten, while others looked a little strange, with large bruises, but they didn't look like they had been beaten.

Qin Feng walked in to check the scars on the body of a man who was relatively close to the fence, he squatted down and watched, the man seemed to be sleeping unsteadily, and his breathing was very heavy.

The mouth also gurgled from time to time, like a whimper, and like crying, in short, in this dark and cold night, it makes people feel creepy.

But Qin Feng didn't have the slightest fear, his voice was very soft, ordinary people couldn't detect Qin Feng's arrival, let alone this group of people who were oppressed and exploited during the day, overworked, and had all kinds of scars on their bodies, and were already weak?

Qin Feng put his hand in and gently lifted the dirty and dirty clothes on the man's chest, looking at his slightly undulating heart, it proved that he was still alive and well, but there was a large bruise on his heart.

Qin Feng frowned and looked at it for a while, feeling that these scars were a little strange.

He looked at several people in a row, each of them had these scars, Qin Feng thought about it carefully, and felt that he was afraid that it was because he had not seen the light of day for a long time, and he was living in an environment full of toxins and bacteria.

As a result, their bodies are deficient, and their bodies are also scarred.

Qin Feng checked the pulse of several of them through internal force, and found that if they continued to stay here, it was estimated that they would not live long.

Qin Feng took a look and continued to walk inside, the more he walked inside, he found that the physical condition of the people inside was better than that of the people outside, and the environment in which they lived was relatively tidy, and they didn't look so dirty.

But they had an extra lock on their house.

It is estimated that these people are newcomers, Qin Feng thought.

I don't know how this martial arts hall got so many people in, and I don't know it.

Seeing like this, there must have been many batches of people, and I don't know how many people died on this land like ants, and were pulled out and discarded indiscriminately, and even died unexplained, and even were charged with other crimes.

Qin Feng looked at the people who were still asleep, and his heart was slightly bitter.

Despite being asleep, their dreams were not sweet and all seemed to be in utter pain.

Also, in this purgatory on earth, there are no beautiful dreams to speak of

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Qin Feng sighed for a moment, then raised his feet and left this place, he didn't want to stay any longer, it was full of suppressed emotions, which made Qin Feng feel very uncomfortable.

"It's so ruthless!"

Qin Feng cursed in a low voice, he felt that he really couldn't wait, even after he went out from here, he would think about what kind of life the people in here were living every day.

Although he is not a priest, he also wants to help others by the way when he achieves his goal, so he should accumulate some virtue, Qin Feng thought.

He went to look elsewhere, and inside the factory was an assembly line for making dangerous goods, and outside the warehouse was full of piles of finished goods.

Qin Feng used a little force to open the big lock that was locked and entered, and saw piles and piles of dangerous goods arranged in various styles. There are almost all of them that Qin Feng has seen as long as he has seen them.

Qin Feng looked at the piles of dangerous goods and couldn't help but calculate in his heart, this old curator's abacus is really good, and the things piled up in this warehouse are enough for him to make hundreds of millions.

And how much does this old fox save money because of these labors that are not even cheap at all?

Qin Feng looked at the piles of dangerous goods and fell into deep thought, "What are the raw materials?" ”

"It looks like we'll have to keep tracking. Qin Feng thought, but this pile of finished products in here, you have to get them first, so as not to take them out and harm others, Qin Feng thought.

He first walked around and found that this factory, in fact, has an exit in all directions.

In addition to the exit due north, that is, the road that Qin Feng had just walked down, the road leading to the old curator's room, the woods in the east and the small river in the west, as mentioned by Jackie Chanhu, and the toilet at the entrance of the street in the south.

With his accurate sense of direction, Qin Feng roughly judged which road led where, so he returned to the warehouse, ready to do a big thing.

Qin Feng immediately found the water pipe and faucet, and then lifted the water pipe and sprinkled it at the pile of things that had been placed in a row.

"Let Lao Tzu give you a good bath, so that you can become a little cleaner. Qin Feng said coldly.

He took the hose, got everything wet, and threw it directly into the warehouse, then turned around and went out, locking the warehouse, which he had also entered through the top of the storehouse door.

After locking the door of the warehouse, Qin Feng also pulled a bunch of torn cotton cloth over and plugged all the cracks in the door under the warehouse, so that the water could not flow out.

"Just soak it all night, and I don't believe that I can't soak you all into mud. Qin Feng looked at the locked warehouse door, spit out such a sentence, and then turned around and left.

But after all, he was afraid that he would flood all the places underneath, and maybe he would drown the sleepy people inside, so Qin Feng adjusted the speed of the water flow and calculated the speed before leaving.

Let this water flow overnight, no matter how much it flows, it will not be able to fill the warehouse, and it will be able to soak all the contents in it.

Qin Feng walked around and found that in the other lounge, there were some people who were asleep

They were all strong people, Qin Feng took a closer look, and there were a few people who were still very familiar, they were the people of the Cherry Blossom View that he had seen in a fight on the street before.

"It seems that there are no good people in the Sakura Temple. ”

Qin Feng thought, "Those more core characters must know what the cherry blossom view is like, and they will definitely participate in it, after all, this is a very profitable profit." ”

Moreover, the old curator and the old housekeeper are both good at demagoguery, and the people inside must have been brainwashed by them.

Even if you don't follow in their footsteps and do these things with them, if you discover the secret, I'm afraid you won't be left alive.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Personal Soldiers" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~