Rao had not touched the food at the banquet before, and Xia Mi still felt as if her stomach had been filled with sulfuric acid, and the burning sensation and faint pain made her scalp tingle.

The address marked in the lower right corner of the monitoring is in the diagnosis and treatment room on the fifth floor, and with this location in mind, Xia Mi forced himself to move away from the surveillance screen.

There were hundreds of cameras in the entire village, and Xia Mi silently flipped through each frame until her hands were almost stiff before she saw what she was looking for.

In a dimly lit room, there were about twenty or thirty people huddled around. They were men and women, young and old, but they were all dirty, their clothes torn into a mess of strips of cloth that covered their scars and bruises. Not far from them, three red-faced men in black were committing murder on people's bodies.

Pressed under them were teenage girls, without the vibrancy that their peers should have, and their big bright eyes seemed to be clouded with a haze, full of despair about this world.

After seeing the words in basement No. 1, she turned off the picture directly.

The anger in his heart was rolling, and Xia Mi's tone couldn't help but bring out a little bit: "You put on your coat and disguise yourself as their accomplice to save people." ”

As a man, it is indeed easier to enter the basement, the merchant pondered, nodded and asked, "What about you?" ”

As soon as the words came out, he knew that he was asking more, and took out a bag of crystal nuclei from the space, and the worry in his eyes finally turned into a sentence: "Safety first." ”

Even though they have not been together for a long time, the tacit understanding between the two has been reached. Xia Mi took the crystal nucleus in his hand, and his lips that had been pursed since he entered the monitoring room were slightly loosened by two points.

"Thank you."

The two separated from the staircase, one up and one down.

As Xia Mi guessed, Shang Fu's trip went extremely smoothly. The "prison" guard did not know the merchant, but when he saw that he was wearing an arsenal costume, he did not slack off, and welcomed the man in with a flattering smile.

"Big brother is having fun, come out when you're happy."

Shang Fu frowned, unable to see the expression on his face in the dim light. The keeper only thought that he was impatient, and after a few more words, he ran away with oil on the soles of his feet.

Shang Fu didn't relax, pretending to be a monkey and walked quickly to the person curled up on the ground.

The caretaker saw the curtain call through the crack in the door, pursed his lips, a trace of contempt crossed his eyes, but in his heart he confirmed that he was his own person, and closed the door with peace of mind.

The sound of the metal door dropping the lock reached the Shang Fu's ears, and he whispered "I'm sorry" and withdrew his hand from the somewhat trembling woman.

The woman on the ground gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, and when she heard the sound, she couldn't help but open her eyes of fear, and her eyes, washed by tears of humiliation, fell like a searchlight on the man in front of her.

Shang Fu didn't notice her abnormality, his mind was all on the three panting men.

"Little brother, what are you waiting for? When the time comes, there will be no play! ”

The merchant smiled, "Really? ”

He was already very good-looking, although this smile cooled down and made his flat expression smart, these men were already taboo for men and women, and they were a little stunned when they saw this. At this moment of distraction, their lives also came to an end.

The ice pick pierced the hearts and throats of the three of them with a chill that was enough to numb the nerves, and the blood gushed out in an instant choked the unspoken exclamations of the three of them in their throats forever.

Shang Fu watched calmly as the three of them fell, completely out of breath.

Peeling off the coats of the three of them and covering them over the girl who was still numb and lying on the shabby bench, there was a trace of unbearability in his eyes.

"It's okay."

This sound was like pressing the switch of a faucet, and the long-suppressed unwillingness and despair of everyone in the room were released.

Tears rolled down their dirty faces and dripped to the ground. No one cried, but the oppressive atmosphere in the room weighed on the merchant's heart.

With a light breath, he began to cut the ropes from his hands and feet with a knife.

"We ...... Rescued? ”

"Yes."

Under the effect of the emotions in his heart, Shang Fu couldn't say much, and could only deepen the affirmation in his tone.

Hearing his answer, the corners of the mouth of the person who had just asked moved slightly, as if he wanted to smile, but he didn't laugh in the end. After being imprisoned and humiliated for so long, their hearts have long been filled with despair, and they are so numb that they can't feel the joy of being rescued.

"Thank you."

The voice was made by a woman sitting in the corner, the pieces of fabric in her hands scrubbing the exposed skin with an unknown piece of cloth. The merchant glanced at her, a little uneasy for some reason. This uneasiness came so abruptly that he couldn't find a reason and had to give up.

Without answering the woman's words, he just shook his head.

"Click."

The door opened, and the merchant immediately flashed to the door.

"The three of you from the operating department, your time is up, let's go!"

The gatekeeper kept his head down until he sensed something was wrong with the shadow above him.

"Why are you big brother?"

Shang Fu smiled, "I didn't find anything I liked, so I left first." ”

"Hey, good, good! I'll send you a letter when I have a new person! ”

"Okay."

The man guarding the door nodded and sent the person away, until the person disappeared around the corner, and then he secretly said: "What are you dragging, isn't it the boss's henchman?" Wait for me to fly in the future, and I won't kill your little sample! ”

He scolded before he felt comfortable in his heart, turned his head and patted the iron door again: "You three!" If you hear no, get out of ......"

He was interrupted in the middle of his shout by a blinding light, and in a burning smell he smelled death: "For...... Why......"

The person was completely dead under the thunder light, and the merchant retracted some of the purple thunder light, and walked towards the prison room again. Just as he was about to step into the room, there was a loud thud like an arrow striking his eardrums. Accompanied by the reflection of the woman hitting the wall in his eyes.

The uneasiness that was still circling in his heart just now fell into place, but Shang Fu was still tightly pulled by the collar and couldn't breathe.

Empathize, these four words are easier said than done. He sympathized with their plight, and hated the people in the stockade in his heart, but did not consider how big the blow was for a person.

With their homes gone, imprisoned and humiliated, and living in despair day after day, their lives have long since lost sight of light, and all that remains is darkness.

The merchant stopped moving, and his open foot did not step into it after all. He just stood there, watching the people inside cry and laugh until their hands and feet were a little cold.

"It's not your fault."

I don't know how long it took, but a voice suddenly rang out behind him.