Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Whip and the Cake
() A black-hearted kiln. A van went inside and stopped.
Zhang Zhenxin was almost dragged out of the car. He was stunned by what he saw. Only then did he realize that the beating he had received in the car was light.
He saw a lot of people who couldn't be called human. They were covered in dirt and had hair that looked like a beggar gang disciple on TV. One of them was limping and still struggling to work. "Ahh Then came a foul scorching stench. Zhang Zhenxin followed the smell and looked over. In spite of the sun, he looked even more desperate—a child of no apparent age was tied to a pillar in the corner, and a man who looked like an overseer was placing a red-hot brick on his little one's back......
Zhang Zhenxin's scalp was numb, and he couldn't help but suddenly think strangely: It would also be a pleasure to be beaten by his parents. But soon there was a whipping pain in his back, cracking from his right shoulder to his left. "Look at what, work for Lao Tzu honestly, and have your food. If you are not honest, you will eat Lao Tzu's whip and stool! Zhang Zhenxin heard the voice and knew that this person was the supervisor here. What's the difference between here and prison? He suddenly felt a sense of revenge in his heart, if those two people who called him parents knew that their children had fallen to such a point, would it be very heartbroken?
Zhang Zhenxin thought that he would be asked to work immediately, but he didn't expect to be driven into a dim room first.
There was a big fat man in the room, with a waist (if the round body still had one) several times the size of the head, a head like a leather ball, a very kind expression on his face, a cigarette in his mouth, a nose on which was prominent, and the eyes above the nose were almost negligible. The rest of the people seemed to respect him, and there were two people with trays by his side. In one tray was a small golden cake, but it already looked attractive, not to mention the sweet smell wafting from it. In the tray next to it are two large bottles of refreshing drinks. These two things have attracted the attention of almost all children, except for Zhang Zhenxin, he doesn't believe that these people will be so kind. The fierce gods standing on either side of the room gently waved the whips in their hands, alerting the children in the middle of the room.
"You're welcome here. This will be your home from now on. We're family. I prepared a little food, and water, and I'll give it to everyone now, and everyone will listen to me while eating. The big fat man gestured, and the two people next to him went down with the tray and sent it.
There was a whip sound, and a little child's outstretched hand was beaten back, and he wanted to take one more, but in exchange for a whip. The other children immediately obediently did not dare to rob it. Soon, some children ate their portion of food into their stomachs. There are also those who drink water, just take a large bottle and drink it, one for a few sips, and the other for drinking. People who are dying of thirst and starvation are unhygienic anymore.
Zhang Zhenxin drank the water, a little sweet and sour, the small cake was not eaten, he quietly hid it in his pocket, and he didn't know why he did it.
"The state has its own laws, and the family has its own rules." The big fat man saw that most of the children had eaten and drunk, and began to lecture. He is very clear about the psychology of these children, they are all the only babies in the family, don't look at some of them are so pampered that they seem to be not afraid of heaven and earth, but in fact, they are all soft bones, beat them hard, beat them to death, and they will immediately obediently let them do anything. Distressed? Hmph, at most, I feel sorry for those hundreds of dollars.
Whipping, intimidation, and food, and those who do not obey are beaten and starved, and they are so hungry that they can't stand it and are obedient. If you are still disobedient, you will simply be beaten half to death, plus your own special methods, there is no uncontrollable zhì. The big fat man knows this set better than anyone else.
Looking at the atmosphere in the room, he continued: "The rules here, ha, are very simple. If you work, you will have food, and if you don't work, you will have nothing to eat. If you do a good job, you will have a golden cake to eat. If you want to be clever, eat the whip! Got it? ”
Zhang Zhenxin understood that he had entered the fire pit. Thinking of the little child he had just seen with blank eyes, he thought of the living dead, and he was about to become the living dead.
Indeed, they are going to become the living dead. Big fat man's cake is not free. There are special pharmaceutical ingredients in it. This drug can paralyze and control the nervous system and even make people addicted. This is also the brainwashing of the big fat man. In this way, every child loses his memory and normal thinking, and lets him do whatever he wants. Of course, big fat people aren't all that. He'll be able to prepare a lot of things. For example, in this room, there is actually an odorless gas that plays a role similar to hypnosis.
Although Zhang Zhenxin only drank water, he also began to get confused, unable to control his thinking......
Next, the "lambs" were driven to work. What awaits them is a day and night of work. The only thing they could pray for was to have a full meal, less beatings, and no injuries, otherwise they would be buried alive.