ACT274: The frenzy returns

The girl was slightly stunned, and turned to Ming Junwei a little sluggishly, the moment her eyes coincided, the girl was stunned, and she looked at it for a long time, her eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and tears came out of her eyes.

"Brother Ming..."

Ming Junwei stepped forward quickly, shouldering the field staff holding the chains, holding Yinuo's arm trembling, picking up the girl's heavy bangs, his calloused big hand stroked the shocking scars on his face, and bit a mouthful of steel teeth.

"What's going on?" Ming Junwei turned his head, and the fierceness in his eyes was even stronger.

Su Lan opened her mouth, speechless, also with a blank face, looked at the field staff suspiciously, and hesitated: "You abuse the workers? ”

The faces of the two field workers changed sharply, and they waved their hands again and again, explaining: "It's none of our business, they did it themselves." ”

Su Lan stepped forward to stop the furious Ming Junwei and said in a low voice, "Don't make trouble here, take her away first." ”

Ming Junwei took a few deep breaths, endured and endured, and finally swallowed his grievances and let go of his clenched fists.

Seeing this, the field staff didn't say much, and in line with the principle that more things are better than less, they opened the chains on Yinuo's body and handed them over to Su Lan.

Yinuo didn't speak the whole time, just crying silently, looking at Ming Junwei's eyes as if he was in a dream, as if he didn't expect that Brother Huandao would appear here and save her from the sea of suffering.

People are under the eaves, even if Ming Junwei is angry, but he can't have a seizure, Su Lan arranged the matter perfectly, the two returned to the car with a trance Yinuo, and left the factory area filled with a strange atmosphere, the tight strings in Yinuo's brain finally cracked, and with a 'wow', he threw himself into Ming Junwei's arms and cried loudly.

Su Lan sat in front with mixed feelings, looking at Ming Junwei who was comforting the girl from the rearview mirror, with confusion and apologies in her eyes.

Ming Junwei didn't rush to ask, and gently patted the girl's thin back, through the neckline of inferior kung fu, Ming Junwei saw that Yinuo's back was also full of healed scars. Ming Junwei closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, from the fall of the roundabout to the present, what has Yinuo experienced in more than two months?

The girl in her arms vented for a long time, and her turbulent emotions finally stabilized, sobbing in a low voice, and her body trembled, which made people feel distressed.

Ming Junwei sighed abruptly, comforted Yinuo in his arms, and glanced at Su Lan, who gave him a look and motioned for him to ask.

"Brother Ming will take you home and don't cry." Ming Junwei exhaled, took the tissue handed by Su Lan and wiped her tears, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter with your injury?" ”

Yinuo cried a little urgently, panting, and shook his head, as if he didn't want to say these things again.

After being silent for a long time, Yinuo raised his face and said with a crying voice: "I thought... Thought everyone was dead...... It's all my fault, if I don't go to the train station, everyone won't be ambushed......"

"Silly girl." Ming Junwei softly interrupted the girl's self-condemnation and said with relief: "I don't blame you, everyone is fine and fine." ”

"Xiao Ming." Su Lan, who was in the front seat, suddenly said, "You go out first." ”

"What?"

"You go down first." Su Lan glanced at him and said in a low voice, "I'll help her check her injuries, girl..."

Ming Junwei suddenly realized, nodded, whispered a few words of reassurance, turned his head and went out, stood by the car and lit a cigarette, squinting at the gray and dreary buildings.

After a while, Su Lan opened the door and walked down, with an apologetic look in her eyes: "It's okay, just rest for a while." ”

"Asu..." Ming Junwei frowned, and was about to ask a question, but was interrupted by Su Lan waving his hand.

"I asked, it's true that I didn't do it in the field." Su Lan sighed and explained, "It's those workers...... I'm sorry, I didn't expect that either. ”

"What do you mean?" Ming Junwei was stunned for a moment, thinking of something.

"The field service is only responsible for supervising the detention, and it is a ...... between the workers Contradiction. Su Lan's face was strange, and she didn't seem to know how to describe it, hesitated for a moment, and sighed: "It's my responsibility, and I didn't strictly manage the work area." ”

Ming Junwei was stunned for a long time, vaguely understood what Su Lan meant, and had a strange look on his face.

Su Lan took half a cigarette from his hand, sighed, and told Ming Junwei what Yinuo had just said.

The situation is similar to what Ming Junwei guessed, the so-called workers' dormitory is indeed no different from the prison, the prison is also divided into male and female prisons, Y's rules and systems allow the city to operate stably, and the distribution of armed forces also ensures internal and external harmony, but on the survivors' side, it is still negligent after all.

What Su Lan said was an omission, but Ming Junwei knew that according to Kenny's temperament, it must have been done intentionally.

The surviving workers here are, to put it bluntly, a group of slaves, under the watchful eye of the field guns, reduced to a part of a huge machine. They have no freedom, no pay, no future, only a daily repetitive workflow, boring, boring, hard, tiring. They only get three meals a day and sheltered clothing, but nothing else.

People are very adaptable, the survivors under high pressure gradually accept the fate of being enslaved, they are powerless to resist in the field, heavy walls to isolate the walking corpse, but also cut off freedom, the edges and corners are dead, and those who are still alive naturally do not want to die. After adapting to the same work, adapting to the identity at the bottom, and adapting to the food, clothing, housing and transportation here, after that, the nature was rekindled, and the law of the jungle was transformed and bred again under the shackles.

Lost the heart of resistance, no matter how many people there are, they are all scattered, and they are all enslaved, but they are not united and helped, and they do not share the same hatred and hatred. Field workers and living corpses can't be messed with, but the survivors have their own way of playing, and the nest never disappears into the herd animals, especially the crowd, although everyone is shackled, but if someone is better off than me, it won't work.

Gradually, small groups of survivors appeared, friction arose between different regions, and petty disputes became vents for resentment. There is a field service on the side of the workplace, and the survivors dare not make a mistake, but the field service in the big prison does not care, and after several temptations of the incident, the survivors vaguely feel the bottom line of the field service, as long as they do not die, basically no one cares.

Thus, the rivers and lakes of slaves appeared.

Ming Junwei sighed wordlessly, at this time, he suddenly understood Su Lan, this kind of person is also the master of cannibalism outside, rather than waste, it is indeed better to use waste, but it is just a pity for other people, such as Yinuo, who really suffered an unwarranted disaster, not to mention entering the tiger's den, and fell into the wolf's den.

There are groups among the survivors, there is a boss among the groups, and the city of the living corpses enjoys the supply of resources from them, and they have begun to fight over that pitiful resource within themselves.

The guards themselves are all thugs who lick blood, and while maintaining the operation, as long as they do not delay their work, they are also happy to watch the excitement. Just like animal keepers, when the monkeys in the cage fight, they will also eat melon seeds to watch the fun, and they really beat their heads and bleed, and it is not too late to fight and reprimand. It's boring for the field staff to stay here, and they have the right to watch the drama to relieve their boredom.

Moreover, the small leaders of the group also used all their skills, and the walking corpses could only dodge or slash if they didn't enter, and the field service was different, these were all the same kind who could understand people's words. Although they hold the power of life and death for themselves and others, at the same time, they also have some resources coveted by the survivors.

Like cigarettes, like spirits.

The city of living corpses has entered orbit and is running in an orderly manner, and the slaves of the Great Prison have followed in the footsteps of their predecessors to reinterpret the laws of prison here. Field workers only need to pay a few cigarettes, a few milliliters of fine wine, or occasionally bring in some food and drink from outside, these small favors symbolize privilege and honor in the big prison, and the exchange is also very simple.

The most common are women. The ratio of men and women in the big prisons is relatively balanced, and the women who can struggle to get ahead are still a minority.

The city is in ruins, and although the various street shops have been restored, the old leather and meat industry has not yet had time to appear. The field workers live a life with no tomorrow today, few people marry wives and have children, and they are all in the prime of life, regardless of men and women, physical needs are always indispensable. Seeing that the city is gradually becoming regular, and the common people are talking every day, but they, the founders, have become ascetics, which is really a bit psychologically unbalanced.

There are strict rules in the factory area, and prisoners cannot be tortured in the field, which is to ensure the normal operation of the factory, and the field staff also implement the standards in accordance with the standards, and there is no idea of stepping on the red line.

However, the survivor's initiative to offer it can't be considered abuse, right?

Therefore, the city is still in the clear soup and little water, and here in the big prison, the skin and meat trade has been formed, although the pay is not proportional to the return, but the purpose of both sides has been achieved, mutual satisfaction, and a harmony.

In this case, Yinuo, who was captured by Caroline, naturally fell into bad luck.

Witnessing the countless deaths and injuries of his companions and the burning of the roundabout he had worked so hard to build, Yinuo was disheartened at that time, and he was already numb to the outcome he was going to face. Faced with the lonely Gobi city, Yinuo was also shocked, Caroline gave her a chance to choose, Yinuo resolutely refused, so she was thrown into prison.

The lone girl is stuck in a quagmire, and her indifference and intransigence lead her into the abyss, and the malice of her own kind is obviously more testing than the threat of the walking dead and the living corpse.

Regarding the torture suffered by Yinuo in the big prison for two months, I will not repeat it here, the scars are full of blood, Ming Junwei doesn't want to take a closer look at the wounds, fortunately in misfortune, Yinuo is out of the sea of suffering at this moment, as for the rest, Ming Junwei has no time to think about it.

"I can arrange for a doctor to take care of her."

After being silent for a long time, Su Lan looked up at Ming Junwei and said softly, "Make sure she's okay, and feel at ease on the road." ”

"Well, thank you." Ming Junwei did not refuse Su Lan's kindness, Su Lan had already promised to send them away safely, now Ming Junwei is poor and white, if Yinuo has an injury, he really can't help it.

……

Perhaps worried that Ming Junwei would do something irrational, Su Lan gave up the idea of placing the two in the city, and turned around and returned to the palatial cottage palace.

Kenny and Yang were gone, and the great hall was silent, still as they had left.

Su Lan instructed the field staff to take Yinuo downstairs to the medical office, returned to the office to arrange for a while, and helped Ming Junwei prepare a car and many necessary supplies for the journey.

Ming Junwei sat opposite and looked at her quietly, with mixed feelings in his heart. Ask yourself, is this place good? It's good, there's everything imaginary, it's a place where you can really start a new life.

If Yinuo is okay, after half an hour, the two will leave this wasteland and lonely city. Ming Junwei was thinking, where should they go? Roundabout? It should be a place to go, before he and Hou Xiong left, they completely closed the bank that stored materials around the island, Song Yao and the others left in a hurry, and many of the military reserves brought by Wu Wentao at that time were still placed there in boxes, and there was a lot of compressed food, which could not be broken for a while.

The explosion destroyed the hospital laboratory that was originally planned to be built, and the other buildings were not affected much. No matter how bad it is, there is also Lin Daochang's temple, Ming Junwei went there and saw Song Yao's message, the temple is very large, there is a well, and it is also a good place to go.

Ming Junwei leaned back in his chair, staring at the screen wall, with a lot of thoughts and a little chaotic. Whether it's a roundabout or a temple, there are only two left, he and Yinuo, and even cats and dogs are gone, how to live this day.

Su Lan arranged a lot of matters, and when she saw Ming Junwei's stunned expression, she asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's fine." Ming Junwei grinned and sighed, "Thank you for everything." ”

"Friends, see outside." Su Lan also smiled, no matter what happened last night, the parting was imminent, and she was more reluctant.

Nowadays, the fewer the reunions, the more goodbyes, a turn, a rubbing, this goes through the years, and there will be no time in the future.

……

The parting atmosphere gradually thickened, and both of them were a little sentimental, looking at each other speechlessly, with a bitter smile.

After being silent for a while, Ming Junwei sat up, raised his eyebrows, looked over Su Lan, fell on the wall, and said curiously: "That one is jumping." ”

"Huh?" Su Lan was stunned, thinking that he was going to say something goodbye, but it turned out to be inexplicable.

"That screen." Ming Junwei Nunu mouthed, raised his hand and pointed behind her: "The screen is jumping." ”

Su Lan hurriedly turned around to look, and sure enough, the fluorescent surveillance screen facing the city gate jumped, as if a strong wind was blowing, blurry, and just about to take a closer look, the picture flashed a few times, and it was black.

Su Lan stared at the pitch-black screen, stunned for a long time, and hesitated: "I seem to see... See..."

"The Walking Dead." Ming Junwei nodded solemnly and spoke for her.