"What bad luck!" Jian Heng threw the small backpack in his hand onto the bed, and then lay down on the bed.

When he arrived here, Jian Heng was going to buy the nearest ticket to fly to China, who knew that it would be two days later at the earliest, so Jian Heng had to find a hotel nearby to stay.

Lying on the bed and turning back and forth a few times, Jian Heng raised his legs and entered the space, ready to see how Jack, who had been transformed by himself, had trained the gang of serfs in the space.

As soon as he entered the space, Jian Heng was stunned by the scene he saw, and a group of serfs in the space were staggering, all as if they had escaped from a refugee camp.

"What's wrong? Jack: "Jian Hengyi raised his hand and 'transported' Jack to him.

Jack was also loose now, and I saw him say weakly: "Sir, we have no salt to eat, and we are weak!" ”

"How so?" Jian Heng was a little confused, cows and horses are alive and well in the space, why are these people not good, they came in early, if this drags on for a while, these guys may really hang up like this.

As a slave owner, Jian Heng is still full of concern about his property, fortunately, salt is not a difficult thing, Jian Heng's space is there, not only salt, but also all kinds of spices.

Bringing the salt bag over, Jian Heng made a cup of salt water for everyone to restore their strength, first fed Jack, and then Jack fed it to the next person.

After about half an hour, all the little slaves in the space were alive again.

At this time, Jian Heng returned to his room in the space, went up to the second floor and began to look around, so he looked at it, Jian Heng found that he didn't know when, some grass nests appeared around the farmland, this thing is to dig a pit in the ground, and then build a top with a wooden frame on the pit, and then cover the top with grass, to put it simply, this is a primitive home, similar to the nest built by humans in the Stone Age.

Among all the grass nests, there was one that was the largest, almost twice the size of the others, and Jian Heng didn't need to ask, he knew that the largest grass nest was Jack's place.

Seeing such a situation, Jian Heng felt that his interest came, and he was particularly curious to see what would happen when the lackey Jack took power here.

Walking downstairs again, Jian Heng walked out of his forbidden area, which was different from the forbidden area, outside the area was now a hot scene, and dozens of original bandits were now busy under Jack's management.

Seeing Jian Heng coming, the lackey Jack immediately trotted up to meet him, and nodded at Jian Heng from four or five meters away: "Great master, your most pious slave Jack is at your command!" ”

"Good attitude!" Jian Heng stood on the edge of the field with his hands behind his back, although he felt that Jack's words were a little numb, but someone patted his ass so lowly, Jian Heng enjoyed it for the first time in his life, I have to say that this is a very novel experience, which is not only creepy, but also refreshing.

"You've won a prize!" Jack's waist was still bent.

Jack himself didn't know what his psychology was about the man in front of him now, mixed with fear, excitement and even a little gratitude.

For Jack, six or seven days have passed since he arrived in this strange place, and in these six or seven days, Jack has tasted power for the first time, from a lowest-level minion who is oppressed by others, to a leader under one person and above dozens of people, that feeling, the wonderful taste of power, has soaked into his soul silently. Even Jack is a little afraid to go back to the past, to the days when he was a minion.

Because power is the most incurable poison in the world, once tasted, no one can escape its corrosion, whether it is a person or an organization.

Jack the lackey knows that everything he has comes from the man in front of him, so for him, the man in front of him is his heaven and his god.

"The hosts! There's one thing I don't know if I should say? Jack saw his master watching the labor scene with relish, and cautiously made a small suggestion.

After putting forward his opinion, Jack lowered his head obediently and stood one meter behind Jian Heng without saying a word.

In fact, Jack didn't know that Jian Heng had been observing himself with interest, because Jian Heng wanted to see how long a person could take from cowardice to tyranny at a close distance.

"Say!" Jian Heng gently spit out a word.

"Master, these slaves don't have the tools to fit their hands right now, so the work is not very efficient, if you can, I think you'd better give them some shovels, pickaxes or something" Jack continued to keep his head down, his hands hanging at his sides.

Jian Heng smiled and asked rhetorically, "Do you want me to get you a harvester?" ”

"Don't dare, it's what I think is wrong!" Jack immediately admitted his mistake without hesitation.

Originally, Jian Heng wanted to scare him, but looking at his appearance, his forehead began to sweat, and he suddenly lost his intention to tease him.

"I know, I'll think about this matter," Jian Heng said lightly.

The lackey Jack stood with his hands down, and stood behind Jian Heng without saying a word.

Jian Heng's gaze swept over everyone's bodies, and finally landed on Lynch's body, hooked his finger at the lackey Jack, and motioned for him to take a few steps forward: "How is Lynch's performance?" ”

"A wild dog, lacking a whip, soon I will be able to train him to be the most loyal serf of his master!" Jack just glanced at Lynch and said confidently.

Jian Heng was quite satisfied, because he now found that Lynch didn't dare to be lazy at all when he worked, and he didn't have the appearance of the boss who called the wind and rain at all.

It's just that what Jian Heng doesn't know is how Lynch has been tortured in the past few days. As the old saying goes, it's terrible for an honest person to start a rush, because he is not venting his anger for a while, he is venting the anger that has been suppressed in his heart for a long time, think about it, most of the anger for so long has been vented by Jack to Lynch's body, and Lynch is already very strong now that he can live.

Originally, Lynch also thought he was a tough guy, but after a few days of starvation and ten beatings a day, Lynch soon turned from a dragon to a caterpillar.

Seeing Lynch like this, Jian Heng couldn't help but remember that the first time he wanted to do diamond trading, he and Ben were not qualified to come forward and sit with him. Now all of a sudden, Lynch has become his own little minion.

"By the way, take the time to ask if this guy has any other property, let him explain everything."

Suddenly, Jian Heng remembered what he had gained from this trip, and felt that Lynch might not know where to hide his property.

Jack, the lackey, bowed down again at this time: "He has confessed all this, but most of them are bank account numbers and other ......."

As soon as Jian Heng heard what he hadn't thought of, Jack actually thought of it, and suddenly felt happy in his heart, reached out and patted the lackey Jack on the shoulder, and then took out a paper and pen from his pocket: "Go, let him write down everything he knows, if it's wrong, or if there's something wrong, then you have to remind him."

"Good master!" Said Jack the lackey.

Jian Heng saw that he seemed to have something to say, so he asked, "What do you have to say?" ”

For the dogleg who is able to do things, Jian Heng decided to give a few more smiles.

At this time, Jian Heng walked to a tomato field, and the tomatoes in the whole tomato field were ripe, and they looked particularly gratifying when hung on the plant.

I picked two of them and handed one to the lackey Jack, and the other took it in his hand and wiped it twice on his body, and Jian Heng took a bite of it.

"What I'm trying to say is, can you let Victor do his job, because he's a deterrent to everyone else," asked Jack the lackey.

"Who is Victor?" Jian Heng was a little puzzled.

Just when the lackey Jack wanted to go back to the night, suddenly a figure rushed towards this side, shouting as he rushed: "I'm from the Joint Investigation Bureau, I'm an American, you hurry up and let me go!" ”

Syllable!

Before the figure rushed in front of Jian Heng, the lackey Jack caught up with him and kicked the rushing Martil away: "Dare to rush into the master, look for death!" ”

"Henry Jean! I'm a spy for the Joint Investigation Bureau, and the last time you entered the customs, I was behind the observation window, and the woman you confronted was called Selina ......."

Even if he was kicked to the ground and rolled a few times by the lackey Jack, Mathilyu kept revealing his identity, as if the American state organization had gone to the sky.

At that moment, Jack the lackey handed over a whip made of straw stalks.

Jack the lackey turned around and picked up the whip in both hands: "My master! ”

Jian Heng didn't expect that in a few days, Jack would be able to weave a whip out of turf, which looked quite sturdy, and there were dark black blood stains on it, so it seemed that it had not been used less these days.

Seeing Mathilse suddenly reminded Jian Heng of the previous incident, and easily took out a real cowhide horsewhip with three crosses from the forbidden area, and handed it to the lackey Jack: "Use this to tell him that Americans are birds!" Here Lao Tzu is God! ”

"Yes!"

Jack took the whip, held it in his hand, and walked towards Matiel.

"I'm ...... United States...... Yes! Yes! Yes! ”

"I'll let you American, I'll let you ram the master! ...... "With every whip, Jack seemed to exert all his strength, and a whip was a blood mark, and after a dozen whips, Mathil no longer said that he was an American or anything.

"Okay, every time he says it next time, let him know that this is how the Americans are treated here!" After speaking, Jian Heng glanced at Martiel, who was lying on the ground like a dead pig.

"Phew! Also, Americans, you Americans have done the most bad things in the world, scum! Jian Heng suddenly didn't know that he had scolded himself.

"By the way, who are you talking about Victor?" Jian Heng remembered the question from the lackey Jack just now.

"Jack the Ripper, the former Ripper, changed his name to Victor ...... for fear of sharing his name with me."

Hey! Jian Hengxin said: When did you guys learn to avoid it?

But I didn't want to get up and look like a thin belly, so I couldn't help frowning.

Jack, the lackey, stubbornly said: "Everyone here knows Jack, no, Victor's cruelty, it is with his help that Lynch ......."

may have beaten Martiel, Jian Heng was angry for most of the time, and the lackey Jack was very flattering, so Jian Heng gave him a face.

"Okay, don't blame the past!"

"Thank you, host!"

Jian Heng now looked at the small fruit and vegetable field in front of him, and then looked at the slave laborers who were busy opening new fields for themselves, and suddenly felt that the slave society did not seem to be as dark as written in the books!