The room was filled with chaos, shouting, madness.

The narrow space restricted the movement area, and the frightened woman rushed towards the door, only to see several burly and strong men with open clothes and thick black hair on their chests. They smirked, picked up the rubber sticks in their hands and smashed them at the woman in front of them.

These men, to be precise, should be thugs hired by the Golden Fat Man. Their physique is stronger than that of ordinary people, and in dealing with women, they are obviously specially trained to use rubber sticks to land mostly on the waist and lower body, and the beating methods are mostly impact. In doing so, it will not leave swollen bruises on the surface of the woman's body, but it will hit the sensitive parts of the body, which will be extremely painful and instantly incapacitated.

The fat golden man stood behind the thugs and howled at the top of his voice: "Be careful not to hit your face, don't hit your breasts." Lao Tzu taught you how to deal with women. This batch of goods is very valuable, if anyone dares to beat a good beauty into a panda, Lao Tzu will cut off your genitals and sell them to nightclubs to make up for the loss of this business."

The chaos lasted less than five minutes.

The brutal and brutal beating completely shocked the woman whose mind was full of thoughts of escaping. They all stood in place, some of them cowering in the corner, huddled with their bodies, their faces full of fear.

Several women who had been hit hard in the abdomen clutched their stomachs and screamed in pain as they were supported by others. They gritted their teeth so hard that they had to open them to breathe, their faces pale and their foreheads covered with sweat. They were targeted by the thugs from the very beginning, and they were beaten very hard. The purpose is to kill chickens and set an example for monkeys.

The atmosphere in the room froze instantly, and the women who were controlled by fear no longer rushed outward, they began to retreat, staring at the thugs fiercely with extremely hateful eyes, as if they wanted to memorize the faces full of lewd smiles and ferocity, but they could not alleviate the fear or change the reality.

Several bodyguards surrounded the fat golden man and slowly stepped forward.

He pulled a cigar out of his bosom, and the man next to him immediately approached him, cut it out, and lit it with a lighter. The whole set of movements is extremely fluid, and it is evident that this is done a lot.

The fat golden man exhaled a puff of smoke and combed the few remaining hairs on the top of his head with his fingers, his face full of smug smiles.

"Okay, okay, I don't like to hit people, especially women. I have no ill will, but if you don't listen to me, and not saying anything is like running away...... Tut-tut-tut, it's not good, it's really bad. ”

As he spoke, the fat golden man bent his belly and snapped his fingers at the entourage next to him. The latter nodded knowingly, took out a stack of blue coins from his pocket, shook it in front of the women as if showing off, and turned around and handed it to He Qun.

The fat golden man glanced at the wicked woman who was extremely greedy and counted the bills, raised his head, and said to the women in front of him who were at a loss: "You have all seen that you are the goods I bought with my money, not slaves captured by despicable means." Lou Chang He Qun is an acquaintance of yours, and she has received a lot of benefits from me. Hehe...... Everything in this world is fair, there is no grudge between me and everyone, and I never take the initiative to target a single person. I'm a businessman to make money. Although the method is a bit different, I will always give my goods a choice———— so that if any of you can come up with enough money to cover my losses, then she can get out of here. ”

When he said this, the fat golden man kept having a smile on his face.

It's not the first time he's done this kind of thing. Therefore, the psychology of women is well understood.

Pay in public, and then explain everything, women will only focus their hatred on He Qun, and they will have extremely subtle humble hopes for themselves, the so-called "buyer". According to past experience, women will beg themselves to let them go, gambling and vowing to pay back in various ways. At such a time, it is easy to make a woman take the bait by pretending to show affection. They will forget that they have been sold into slavery, and they will wash their faces, put on makeup, and dress up as they want...... Then take it to the designated place to meet with other buyers, the other party is satisfied with the payment, and the rest of the things are related to Lao Tzu's dick?

A woman with a bitter face, tears on her face, and a woman with a dirty body can't sell it at all. Even if you are a fairy, you have to wash the mud off your face to reveal your white and smooth skin. The hypocrisy of the fat man is actually to make women obedient. At the very least, they have to show their true looks in front of the buyer according to their own requirements.

I have to admit that this trick does work. The women's eyes instantly focused on He Qun.

The wicked woman was busy licking her tongue and counting the bills, completely immersed in the wonderful world of numbers, ignoring the hateful and angry gazes that shot from all directions.

The fat golden man watched this scene with satisfaction, raised his left hand, and several thugs immediately stepped forward, brandished sticks, and threatened the women with vulgar and unbearable words, dividing them into three different groups according to the standards of appearance and figure.

A man with a fierce face strode over, brutally pushed away the few mediocre women in front of him, grabbed Jiang Wanqi's hand, and dragged her out of the crowd.

His movements were rough and his strength was very strong, Jiang Wanqi only felt as if his wrists were firmly locked by iron tongs, almost crushing his bones, and he suddenly screamed and begged repeatedly, and his body instinctively shrank back, wanting this fierce man to be as far away as possible.

"Fuck your mother's slut, Yu Jing get out of Lao Tzu————"

Jiang Wanqi's resistance aroused the tyranny in the man's heart. He rushed into the crowd with great ferocity, grabbed Jiang Wanqi's hair with his other hand, and just as he was dragging the prey he had just captured and was about to leave, he suddenly saw Xin Yan standing next to him.

The man involuntarily let go of his hands and opened his mouth wide in surprise. At this moment, he felt that his thinking had completely stopped, and there were no more superfluous thoughts in his mind except admiration and amazement.

"Hey, there's a pretty high-end item here. I bet you won't find a more beautiful woman in this city————"

The man's exclamation was loud, and in addition to the fat man, several other thugs also shifted their attention and focused on Xinyan. After a brief moment of surprise and booing, their eyes were soon filled with lust and lust.

A particularly strong thug walked up to Xinyan, looked her up and down with unscrupulous eyes, kept licking his lips, and the middle of the pants under his crotch was lifted high, which was very scary.

"Hey, hey, hey, little girl, what are you wearing a trench coat for? It's summer, and you should change into something cooler. Do you know the way? The miniskirt and suspenders go well with you, I can get a set right now and put it on for you. Tell me, what colors do you like? ”

In order to ensure that the slaves could be sold for a high price, the fat man strictly forbade his subordinates to think about women. However, during the process of dressing up and applying makeup, there are always some men who like to watch from the sidelines. Although it cannot meet the needs of the body, it is good to look at it with your eyes.

Xinyan looked at the man in front of him calmly, and a charming and charming smile suddenly appeared in his eyes.

She pulled off her trench coat, took out the assault rifle tucked in her armpit, aimed it at the man's lower body, and pulled the trigger with her slender white fingers with a cold expression of infinite pity.

"Bang ————"

There was a muffled sound, and the man only felt a huge impact force burrowing into his body. He bent his knees and fell to his knees, his hands involuntarily pressing against the bleeding wound under his crotch. At this moment, the man only felt that the world was spinning in his mind, and his body was shaky uncontrollably. He still clutched his wounds, refusing to let go of anything. The pain had not been felt until now, and dark red blood poured from between his fingers, soaking through the fabric and dripping onto the floor.

The change was so sudden that several onlookers were shocked, and they had not yet woken up from the huge contrast between the front and back.

Xinyan quickly pulled out a pistol from the man's waist, threw it to Jiang Wanqi, who was standing next to him, and asked her hurriedly, "Will you use it?" ”

Jiang Wanqi took the gun, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and forcefully opened the pistol safe. Although the movements are somewhat clumsy, they are not new to firearms for the first time.

Shinyan walked briskly out of the crowd with a gun in hand and shot at the nearest men. This folding assault rifle was specially prepared for her by Su Hao, short, lightweight, simple to operate, but the lethality to the human body has not been reduced at all.

Flying bullets, whizzing through the necks of the two thugs. Their eyes widened, their hands clasped tightly around their necks, and they fell hard with expressions of disbelief. Before his body hit the ground, there was already a loud and clear rebuke from Xinyan's ears.

"What are you still there? Pick up their weapons, grab He Qun, and grab that damn bald fat man————"

The sudden shooting shocked the women on the spot. They stared blankly at Xinyan, at the injured man who fell to the ground and wailed in pain, and their stiff and numb nerves seemed to be stabbed by something.

yes, they should be caught, these dog mongrels who want to sell themselves as slaves.

We are more numerous than them, so what is there to be afraid of?

"Bang ————"

Jiang Wanqi held the gun in both hands, gritted her teeth, aimed at the nearest thug and pulled the trigger fiercely.

The shot hit the opponent in the left shoulder, the man screamed and fell, and a stocky-looking woman immediately pounced, first pulled out the dagger from the man's waist with a clear eye, and then brandished the knife and stabbed the man indiscriminately. Hot blood gushed out like a fountain and splattered all over the woman's body, staining her face a devilish red.

"Let's go together, they are not much better than us, cut off their genitals, pinch and pop eggs, they are just a bunch of unplanted waste ————"

The women who live in the family building have all seen guns.

They have all attended their husbands' funerals and experienced the chaos and tragedy of the virus outbreak. Widows are far more intuitive and aware of the meaning of war than ordinary women. endured the oppression of He Qun all year round, endured the withheld ration of living materials, relied on the little food left to live in obscurity, was blinded and scolded by others, they did not even have children, and they could not guarantee even the most basic safe life...... All this is simply unimaginable in peacetime. Now, however, it is the basis for wanting to live.

Enough is enough, we're enough

The rage and madness erupted in an instant.

It's hard to imagine that these women have such a violent anger in their bodies. With Xinyan and the gun in her hand, the widows subconsciously felt that they shouldn't be so cowardly, and the man in front of them was not as terrible as they imagined. They are not mutated creatures after all, they will hurt, they will die, and they will scream...... Damn, why can you only beat me? Can you only sell me? And why can't I resist?

They started to get ruthless.

No, it should be crazy.

A widow is not an unmarried maiden. They have been married, know what is going on between men and women, and are well aware of men's physiology and physical weaknesses. Even if he is as strong as King Kong, his genitals are the same as the door of life that cannot be touched. How is a burly Schwarzenegger? What about the world's bodybuilding champions? The old lady grabs your eggs hard, and you want steel to turn into mud and Optimus Pillar into a hose.

Most of the thugs did not carry guns. It's not the first time they've done this kind of thing, and it's enough to teach women a lesson with a rubber stick. What's more, the fat boss said: It is not allowed to use excessive violence against women, if you break your beautiful face, you will not be able to afford the lost profits even if you have surgery and become a ladyboy.

They stood very close to the woman, defenseless. When they were slammed down by a group of wolf-like women, trampling their crotches with countless fists and soles, the men only felt that their minds were blank, and they couldn't understand why the little sheep a few minutes ago suddenly turned into a leopard and a lioness?

There were not many men in the room, including the fat golden man, there were only seven in total.

The angry widows immediately overwhelmed them. The room burst into inhumane screams and wails.

The fat blond man reacted quickly, he threw away his cigar, escaped the room at an astonishing speed that his fat body did not match, and disappeared into the end of the hallway.

Xinyan strode to the door with a gun, looking at the corner of the stairs not far away, and a sneering sneer appeared on his lips.

Jiang Wanqi and several other women followed closely behind her, and the rest of the women remained in the room, desperately ravaging the dead or half-dead men in all kinds of cruel and savage ways. The screams of great pain were mixed with the arrogant roars and strange laughter of countless women.

It was the first time they discovered ———— it turned out that tyranny can bring pleasure, and it is very refreshing, compared to love.

Xinyan turned around and yelled at a few women who had grabbed He Qun and were about to eat her alive: "Tie her up, don't kill her, and don't let her die." Leave a few people to watch these guys, and the rest of you, come with me————"

Among a group of widows, Xinyan is undoubtedly a very authoritative woman. This concept, which is subtle in normal times, has now evolved into a convincing power. Coupled with the gun in her hand and a series of actions such as shooting men, it is natural for the widows to take her as the leader and obey various orders.

A group of women surrounded her and soon came downstairs.

Outside, more than a dozen men with fierce faces and fully armed men had gathered around. The fat golden man, who had stumbled out of the small building, commanded them and fired a string of bullets towards the staircase.

The bullet hit the wall, slicing through the white marks and sending a spark.

"Go back, look in the other room, and get all the furniture out to block them."

Xinyan shot two points with a backhand, seriously injuring the two men. While hurriedly giving orders to Jiang Wanqi and the others, she hid behind the wall to avoid the oncoming bullets.

When he walked into this small building, Xinyan released his thinking consciousness and searched the entire building. She found the building empty, and although there were many rooms, there were fewer than ten guards. About the same number of people stood at the corner of the street, greeting each other, presumably from the same group.

Upstairs, Xinyan deliberately left enough time for the golden fat man to escape.

She deliberately stood in front of the door for a few seconds, blocking the women's pursuit and allowing the obese traffickers to flee further.

The fat golden man must live. He will gather nearby people to fight back against the women who are entrenched in the small building.

He said: These widows are a lot of money.

He will do whatever it takes to recoup his losses.

This small building is not bad, and the uniform model prescribed by the military has made most of the buildings in the civilian area windowless. As long as you hold the stairs, no one will be able to rush in.

Xinyan is not a fool, she is somewhat aware of He Qun's plans, and she is not afraid of any slave trader at all

Su Hao is a person of the future era. He knew that there was such a group of widows in the family area of every base city. He Qun was not the first person to deduct and oppress them, because of their identity and contempt, they had a bullying mentality, which then turned into bullying and humiliation, which intensified in the following period.

The computer file shows that on August 39, more than 1,300 military family members in the new Hefei base city smashed open the arsenal, looted weapons and rushed into the logistics management office of the local garrison, killing dozens of active-duty soldiers, including the director. After investigation, all the quotas due to the family members of the base city were deducted from the period. Local managers have even colluded with underground forces to buy and sell people for profit.

The impact of the violent incidents among military dependents in the new Hefei base city was extremely bad, shocking the entire military hierarchy and demoralizing the front-line troops. Soldiers constantly questioned officers, desertions on the battlefield continued, and many soldiers even refused to fight...... In order to solve the problem, the military top brass quickly sent special personnel to the new Hefei base city to appease them, severely punish those involved, and promise to compensate their families.

The negative impact of this sudden incident has not been eliminated, and the trust of military personnel in the top echelons of the military department has also been greatly reduced. Although the military department later made a series of actions and the living conditions and environment of the families also greatly improved, those memories have planted seeds in people's brains, and when complaints and injustices reappear, they begin to take root and sprout.

Every family member corresponds to a soldier.

Even widows knew some of their husbands' former colleagues.

As long as they are recognized, they can master a large number of people.