Chapter 51: Shura Field
"Come on, I will be a tour guide for Mr. Li next, introduce our company's business to you, and let you see our promising future."
The Taoist priest who followed the old man seemed to have forgotten the Taoist robe draped over them at this time, and he had lost the love and pity of the Taoists, and instead looked more like a notorious businessman.
"These are the products in the consignment area, these products are found by our team from all corners, and they are in very good condition, and they will basically sell out in a month or two."
The Taoist priest stopped abruptly at this, his brow furrowed slightly, his face covered with some dark clouds, and then he looked at the three insensitive children behind the cave with a pair of vicious eyes.
The three children trembled with fear from the vicious gaze, and one of them shuddered as a yellow liquid trickled down his trouser legs.
The Taoist priest suddenly burst out laughing when he saw this scene, his whole body trembled with laughter, and his snow-white beard kept shaking on his forehead.
Seeing the disgusting smile of the Taoist priest increased Zhang Yi's anger and hatred, and he struggled desperately, but his body did not escape a step at all.
In the end, the Taoist priest's laughter finally stopped, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Of course, there are also defective products with bad color, such as these three idiots, but they only have half a month left, and if this half month is not bought, ...... it." ”
"What will happen?"
Zhang Yi leaned forward with all his strength, and he looked at the Taoist priest with a look of anger.
"Don't worry, let's move on." After the Taoist priest finished speaking, he waved his hand to the two big men who escorted him, and they pushed Zhang Yi's standing cage up.
After walking for a hundred meters, another cave unfolded in front of them, and when Zhang Yi saw the scene in the cave, he could no longer control his body, his body shook violently, his teeth clucked, and two lines of hot tears slowly ran down his cheeks.
This place is a hundred times more terrifying than the eighteen layers of hell in the underworld. Lying in the cave lay five children, their faces covered with tears that had long since dried up, and only small moans coming from their mouths. It's as quiet as a buzzing mosquito.
They were unkempt and dirty, and they could no longer distinguish between men and women, and their clothes were covered with bright red or black blood.
It's not terrible, it's terrible that they're no longer complete, some of them lack hands, some lack feet, and some of their eyes are only black holes and bloody sockets.
When the five children saw someone coming, they squirmed like frightened lambs and moved closer inside.
They squirmed very slowly, but they could catch their frightened faces in the childish yet old faces.
"Don't panic, don't panic, let me introduce you, this is our defective product processing area, when our products have not been sold for five months, we will put them in this processing area. We can't afford to waste it! Therefore, it is necessary to make the best use of it, and the price of the pick-up can still be sold to those who beg for food on the street, so that they can be used as props for performances. ”
The Taoist priest looked at these incomplete children as he introduced, his eyes seemed to be full of regret and hatred, and these regrets and hatred were all for his so-called goods.
"Although the price is cheaper, but it's better than smashing it in your own hands, right, you see these are those called Hanako reservations, and we do different processing according to their requirements.
But this loss is also quite high, and there are often infections and consumption during the processing process," Lao Dao said with a regretful expression and pointed to the corner of the hole with his finger.
At this time, Zhang Yi noticed that in the corner of the dim cave, a child about five years old was curled up on his side and lying on the ground.
His face was pale and lifeless, and one of his arms was gone, replaced by flies flying around on it.
"Go, take that defective product and throw it away."
Not far from the cave, a man opened the lock, stuffed the child's body into the sack, and then pinched his nose and walked away in a low complaint.
Seeing this, Zhang Yi's chest was like pressing a boulder, and he closed his eyes for fear of seeing the sinful scene in front of him again, and he was afraid of looking at each other with that cloudy and frightened gaze.
These children may have been living happily with their parents not long ago, enjoying the care and love brought by their relatives. In his young brain, he may still be looking forward to a colorful life in the future, looking forward to the day when he will spread his wings and soar.
However, one day suddenly changed all this, and there was no longer the care of my parents, no more respected teachers and classmates and friends who played together, and no longer that warm home.
All this is replaced by a swarthy cave, a daily precarious life, murderous torture and killing, and at a young age they will no longer have a colorful life, but a corpse-strewn Shura field.
"Uncle, I hurt so much, I really want to sleep like him, so it won't hurt, can you help me?"
A very faint and trembling voice came from the cave, and it was the child who had lost his eyes who spoke, and he was trembling all over at the moment, looking at Zhang Yi with a pair of eyes that were bleeding from the infection.
Obviously, although he couldn't see it, he could tell by his voice that Zhang Yi might not be a bad person, but he also understood that it was almost impossible to escape from this Jedi like Shura Field, so he expected Zhang Yi to give him a comfortable eternal sleep.
Zhang Yi suddenly rampage in the standing cage like a mad lion, he used all his strength, he was struggling hard, he was roaring angrily.
The cage seemed to begin to deform under his struggle, and began to loosen.
The Taoist priest was not in a hurry when he saw all this, he just leisurely took out a small bottle from his pocket. The liquid from the bottle is then poured onto the iron pillar of the station cage.
As soon as the drop of liquid touched the iron pillar, it turned into a cold light, swirling and flying on every inch of the iron frame of the station, and the iron surface gurgled everywhere it went.
When the cold light ran all over the entire station cage, the station cage was like a reinforcement, and no matter how much Zhang Yi tossed, the station cage did not move like a giant.
"Don't bother, this iron cage is specially built for you, he can't help but trap your body, and also imprison your mana, even if you are reincarnated, it will be difficult to break free."
Zhang Yi stopped his movements in despair, he gasped heavily, and stared at Lao Dao with a kind of raw eyes.
"Who are you, and why do you want to help the rebellion?"
The Taoist priest didn't answer immediately, he just squinted around the cage and kept stroking the iron frame of the cage with his hands, as if caressing a precious cultural relic.
"You don't need to know this, you just have to follow us and do things with us, and I will let you out, eat meat and drink wine with us.
You must know that the reason why our company has been able to develop safely for so long without being detected by the police is due to our talented people, we work together to control all this with our special skills, and you are a good material, if you join us, we will be even more powerful. ”
Zhang Yi suddenly raised his hanging head, and he roared loudly: "Joke, selling children with you, and doing this unconscionable thing with you?" Meat and wine with you? ”
The Taoist priest seemed to be a little irritated, and his face suddenly became gloomy, as if a storm was coming.
"You can choose no, but ......."
The Taoist priest grabbed Zhang Yi's collar at once, and his words came out from between his teeth word by word, like bullets shot into Zhang Yi's chest.
"Hahaha, kill me, come on,"
Zhang Yi leaned forward and forced the Taoist priest to feel like a shrew.
Daoist Morale blew his beard and glared, he slammed his fist into the air and slowly fell.
"Hehehe, I was almost blinded by you, you are a talent, there is merit, I can't kill it, but can those waste firewood be disposed of like garbage!"
Zhang Yi couldn't help but tremble when he heard this, he seemed to feel something, and an ominous premonition was slowly approaching him.
"Bring those guys with you."
The Taoist priest waved his hand to the two big men next to him, and the two big men left in response.
Soon the sound of chains became clearer and clearer in the cave, and finally three people appeared.
These three people were none other than the wicker old man and the young man in the car before, and at the moment they were all bound by iron chains, like a string of sugar gourds.
The distance was close enough, and the wicker who walked in front couldn't help but shout loudly, his voice with bitterness, with a kind of desolation.
"Brother Yi, you're not dead yet, great, great."
"Xiao Zhang, hurry up and find a way, these people are all human traffickers, murderers" Lao Dao was a little excited, and at the same time looked a little frightened.
The young man who walked at the back didn't speak, he just raised his head slightly and nodded to Zhang Yi to say hello.
"The show is about to begin, and I'll let you see for yourself how I dispose of this garbage." Lao Dao took out a very different knife from his arms.