Chapter 8 Man is not as good as heaven

"This is our territory. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info" led by the dust girl proudly shook the key in her hand and clanged. "You think it's safe to twist the lock from the inside? Naive! ”

Zhao Jiayin was so frightened that she took two steps back, and her butt leaned against the edge of the wooden table. Affected by inertia, the hood that had just been pulled to his head slipped off slightly, and a black shawl hair and black eyes were exposed to everyone's eyes.

"I just thought I was looking away." The eldest sister shook her hand, "No need to explain, sisters. ”

The other wind and dust girls couldn't bear it for a long time, and after listening to the order, they directly stepped forward with ropes and other things.

"You are going to ...... What are you going to do? Zhao Jiayin exclaimed. Feng Shui rotates, she didn't expect that the women she once wanted to liberate and protect would actually show some greedy and indifferent looks at this moment, and wanted to bring her to justice.

"Needless to say." The eldest sister couldn't hide the pride in her loud voice, "Just hand her over to me, and I'll tie her up to see the official in a while...... Wait, don't take it too hard, I'm going to leave it to 'that adult'!" ”

The sir. Zhao Jiayin's eyes instantly dimmed a little. Which other adult could it be? How much of a temporary benefit can be obtained by handing her over to that adult, Zhao Jiayin naturally knows it. If nothing else, these women who are floating in the sea of pink can at least sell her to get a chance to go ashore, which is probably what they can't do.

"You understand, right?" The eldest sister saw Zhao Jiayin's trance eyes, and shook her head helplessly. "It is said that women should be embarrassed by women, and we are also for our livelihood...... I'm sorry. ”

In the face of this dispensable apology, Zhao Jiayin no longer had the heart to struggle, and kept pushing away the hands of the people around him to settle down. Perhaps for her, it is better to be planted in the hands of this group of miserable women than to be planted on the unknown road ahead.

"I just want to ask you, if my help can get you out of this sea of suffering, will you still give me to someone else?" Zhao Jiayin, who was tied up, opened her eyes and asked one last question to the dust girl in front of her.

"Who knows?" The eldest sister nodded a little older, and a strip of cloth covered Zhao Jiayin's mouth steadily, "In order to keep you silent, I'm sorry." ”

The poor and lamentable Zhao Jiayin closed her eyes again - she was satisfied that she had saved this group of women in the abyss financially, and she thought that "who knows" meant that after getting rid of the sea of suffering, these women would believe her, but Chen Heng, who witnessed all this outside the room, had already seen the unspeakable disgust and hesitation on the faces of these women......

"Who knows?" Chen Heng sneered behind the optical camouflage that no one could see, and recalled this sentence with relish. Everyone didn't believe that Zhao Jiayin could take them out of this sea of pink and start a new life outside, and of course Chen Heng didn't think so.

"Zhao Jiayin, Zhao Jiayin." Turning away, he stroked his palms and sighed, "You can save these wind and dust girls, can you still save all the women who voluntarily and forced to stumble in the future?" Can you smash an entire flesh industry? You who are fighting for women's rights are now betrayed by the woman who needs women's rights the most, which is really as ironic as Wu Ditan! ”

In his view, the emancipation of women must have its premises. It's not complicated, it's just the productivity that women can create, and the value of women's labor exceeds the value of their work in the leather industry.

The skin and meat industry is a high-risk industry, and coupled with the last straw of exaggerating a new moral outlook, the skin and meat industry will not only lose customers, but also lose the source of employees, and the end can only be eliminated from the big stage of society. While it is unlikely that such a trade will be eradicated completely, it is possible to liberate the vast majority of those who have been forced into the industry.

The storm of change that China has set off on the continent of Elta has followed this basic line of thought, and the effect is extremely good - but does Zhao Jiayin agree? No, she also often complains here and there that the authorities in Elta involve women in strenuous manual labor, "which is more than the amount of labor that women's body structures can carry, is mercilessly destroying their bodies!" This is one of the "accusations" that impressed Chen Heng deeply, although this sentence looks ridiculous in his eyes, but Zhao Jiayin has always been afraid that he really takes such an idea seriously......

Perhaps, in her eyes, women should take care of all the high-value-added mental work, and enjoy the benefits of being able to eat enough without working and not starve to death...... Men are to unconditionally guarantee the supremacy of women's rights, and even to transplant their uterus into their own body (although this is obviously impossible)......

This is not equal rights at all, let alone women's rights, but a joke about the rationality and existence of human society! Such an approach is no different from those who are bustling with the "religion of peace"!

Chen Heng, who clenched his fists, softly followed Zhao Jiayin, who was tied up, out of the hotel. At this time, there was a prompt sound belonging to artificial intelligence in his ears:

"Subject 02 has entered an area within a kilometer radius of you, and is now marked on the retina along with images of its location and the terrain."

What a coincidence! If it weren't for the fact that there was a dusty girl beside him who was looking around, Chen Heng would really have to applaud loudly directly. The figure of the man on the retina looked very embarrassed: Wu Ditan's clothes and boots were soaked, and his hair was covered with frosty snow; After walking for a day, his legs were like lead and he couldn't move his steps, and his eyes looked like he couldn't move......

It can be seen that he has walked at least half a day for the distance that could have been covered in a few hours during the day. Thinking of this, Chen Heng was a little angry - why is this guy's luck always so good, and he didn't encounter any accidents when he was in a snowy night? However, when he shifted his attention to Zhao Jiayin, who was being "loaded" in front of him, Chen Heng's mischievous psychology was instantly balanced.

Although he was able to stay in a hotel that suited him in this town a few minutes ago, Wu Ditan was just looking for the "top accommodation" that passers-by had said, because he was definitely guaranteed to be more familiar with Zhao Jiayin's style than anyone else, and he had the strongest hunch: that guy was in the most luxurious hotel in this town, and there would be absolutely nothing wrong with that!

It's just that his legs are getting heavier. He spent the whole day eating only a piece of bread that he had bought at the inn, and the rest of the day he just drank some snow water to satisfy his hunger.

Bad weather, bad timing, and poor physical condition made him destined not to meet Zhao Jiayin in a free state, but thanks to fate, he still caught the tail of the "Goddess of Revolution".

"Zhao Jiayin!" He saw the pants in a special color from afar, "What are you going to do?" In broad daylight—"

Wu Ditan was ecstatic at first, and then his heart sank and he shouted with all his might. He could clearly see the side of Zhao Jiayin's trouser legs, and he could also see Zhao Jiayin's sad condition—she was hooded, her hands were tied behind her back, and she could know without thinking that this carriage was going to take her to the south, to the pig she thought about day and night.

"Let her go!"

It's just that under extreme weakness, even an adult man's voice is not loud enough, let alone deterrent. The eldest sister with keen senses glanced at Wu Ditan, who was trying to roll and climb here, and immediately turned around and urged her "sisters" to speed up the loading speed.

Wu Ditan shouted twice, and felt that his throat and lungs were hot and painful. The dry, cold winter air rushed into his lungs and trachea as he breathed violently with his mouth open, slowing his pace involuntarily.

After running a few steps with all the strength of his body, Wu Ditan had to stop. By the time he wiped his blurry, hot eyes, and gasped for breath on his legs, he looked up again, and in a matter of seconds the carriage had circled the corner and disappeared from his view.

Zhao ...... Zhao Jiayin! The wail he uttered with all his strength did not pierce the night sky or snow, and was even blocked by the solid oak door of the inn, reaching only the ears of the transparent figure beside him.

And this transparent bystander did not show even the slightest mercy for him. Looking at Wu Ditan who was lying face to the ground in the snow, Chen Heng just shook his head - all this was their own doing, he had no right or obligation to save them - he had long known the final fate of these "outlaws", and now he was just a bystander, whether they were dead or alive, whether they became public toilets or beggars along the street, it had nothing to do with him.

But just let him lose his life in the snow here, he is too sorry for the audience, and even more sorry for some people who want him to die an even more ugly death-Chen Heng shook his head, turned around and walked towards the door of the inn-he asked Krypton to renew Wu Ditan's life, even if it was only for a second.

"Repent for the innocent souls of Shield City." Before the local's figure walked into the door of the inn, this was the last curse that Chen Heng whispered. After this. His polished voice woke the innkeeper who was lying at the counter.

"Hey, old man, wake up, there's a fallen traveler in front of your shop."

"Ah...... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sir. The shopkeeper hurriedly wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, "Is he someone from Mr.?" If not, we will immediately remove you, and we are sorry for affecting your perception of our hotel. ”

"No, it's not." Chen Heng took out a few silver coins and threw them on the table in a chic manner. "This money should be my alms to the poor one, don't leave him out, blame the poor one. I think you'll just throw him in a warm wood room or a room, I don't like to see people freeze to death-"