"Bruce Chow, you lazy donkey! How long do you have to sleep? Yesterday's stones weren't delivered, so I don't think you want to have lunch today! ”

In the quarry, just after the morning dawned, Johnny, the bearded man with a leather whip in his hand, dragged Zhou Yu from a dirty chase bunk.

"Ah...... Sir, cold ...... It's cold! ”

Zhou Yu pretended to be sleepy-eyed and dazed, rubbing his arms back and forth to keep warm, while the bearded Johnny watched this scene with interest, as if he was enjoying the performance of a circus clown.

"Put on your clothes, I'm going to see you in the mines in a minute, or you won't want to eat at noon today!"

"Don't, don't be like this, sir, I'll be fine soon, soon!"

Zhou Yu trembled all over, his nose was cold, he began to put on his shirt and pants tremblingly, and ran out of the rest camp with trembling, pushing the extremely difficult trolley, and continuing to transport the gravel that was not delivered yesterday.

However, just as he stumbled and was about to fall, he was supported by a large hand stretched out from the side.

Zhou Yu was slightly stunned, turned his head to look, and saw a man with short brown hair, light blue eyes, and wearing a miner's uniform like him, struggling to hold the trolley to prevent the stones on it from toppling.

The man's cheeks were thin and angular, but his light blue eyes were unusually bright.

"Friend, how are you? You okay? I'm here to help you. ”

"Thank you, thank you, sir, you are such a kind gentleman!"

Although Zhou Yu had doubts in his heart, he was still very respectful on the surface, and even humbly bowed to the man and thanked him.

"Actually, you don't need to thank me like that, I'm a miner here like you, and of course, I'm sure neither of us came here of our own free will. Friend, I listen to your accent like a native of London, what? Are you a descendant of seafarers, or have you emigrated here for a long time? ”

Zhou Yu smiled bitterly and said: "I am a Chinese worker who was exiled here, because of that battle, we were sent by the government to France, and then arrived in England by ship, I used to have an English teacher, I learned from him. ”

"Can I know your name?" The man asked.

Then he introduced himself, as if he had thought of something, "My name is York, what about you?" ”

"Sir, you can call me Bruce, Bruce Chow."

"Bruce, I see that there are a lot of Chinese workers with you, do you all know each other?"

"Yes, sir, we know each other."

The man named York turned around to observe, lowered his head and helped Zhou Yu start pushing the cart.

He deliberately lowered his head and whispered: "Bruce, I'm actually a reporter, I was originally conducting interviews in the slums of the East End, but I was kidnapped here by the people here...... But that's exactly what I want, I've gathered some evidence during this time, and yesterday I saw hundreds of Chinese workers coming in at once, and I felt the need for me to stay a little longer. ”

"Journalists?"

Zhou Yu showed a confused look on his face, but in his heart he drew a cross for this reporter named York, this guy is really dead.

"Yes, you don't need to know what a journalist does, you just need to know that I can help you and help you fight for your rights! I know that you are oppressed and even enslaved in England, and you are also allies of the Entente, how can you be treated like this? Have you never thought of rebelling and seeking more benefits for yourself? ”

Zhou Yu's eyes rolled when he heard this guy's words, and he secretly said "beautiful", he was worried that he had no friends who could speak in London, so there was a reporter comrade who reported undercover, long live the proletariat~

"Actually, our requirements are very simple, as long as we can eat enough, have a place to live without rain and wind, and if we can pay some more wages, it will be perfect, but those overseers are very fierce......"

Zhou Yu shrunk his neck and looked scared, but his acting skills were getting longer.

"Listen to me, you are also human beings, not prisoners, and I understand that you played a huge role in Verdun, and you should not be treated like this if you are a hero!"

York glanced carefully behind him again, bowed his head, and said, "You were sent to this pit, did they say how much you were paid?" ”

Zhou Yu shook his head and said with a look of ignorance: "The overseers just said that they would get more than what we got in the Chinese Workers' Camp, and no one told us how much more." ”

"Lies, that's all lies! You have been deceived, and you will not get even a penny for working here! It's just starvation! And I saw that Johnny the Beard is making things difficult for you in every way, he must be targeting you, are you the leader of these Chinese workers? ”

Zhou Yu scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Because I can speak English, everyone listens to me." ”

Reporter York said hatefully: "That's right! They must be trying to cut you down, and then shock the entire Chinese labor battalion! Find a chance to escape now, or you won't make it out alive!" ”

Zhou Yu showed a scared look on the surface, but in his heart, he gave the reporter a good person card.

This seems to be a good journalist who has pursuits, ideals, and really speaks for the people at the bottom, and it seems that they have additional gains from this trip to the mine.

"Mr. Reporter, that ...... So what should I do? I can't escape, I don't even know the way back, even if I do, they will arrest me again, what should I do? ”

York frowned and pondered for a moment, then reached out and patted Zhou Yu on the shoulder, comforting: "Bruce, don't be afraid first, keep the status quo and don't anger those people, I will find a way to save you out!"

I'm going to use my pen to expose all the people of London about the fact that there is a concentration camp in the outskirts of the East End! And a group of poor people who are suffering like slaves! Don't worry, I will do what I say! ”

"Thank you so much, Mr. Reporter, you are such a good person."

York smiled and shook his head, "These things are normal and deserved, but some people choose to forget, they will pay for their arrogance, believe me Bruce." ”

"Hmm."

Zhou Yu nodded vigorously with tears in his eyes, and the two pushed the cart full of stones and finally reached their destination.

Just then, the sound of rumbling car engines was heard, and two trucks jolted from the entrance into the mine, kicking up a cloud of dust and driving inside.

From the ruts that the car pressed out of the ground, it is not difficult to guess that the two compartments are full of people or things.

The Yoke gritted his teeth and whispered, "It must be the miners they kidnapped again, these people are simply trafficking in human beings, we should be sent to the gallows!" ”

"What a jealous journalist." Zhou Yu commented silently in his heart.

After a while, the two trucks slowly stopped, and a group of overseers wearing peaked caps and whips came from all around, and they slapped the cars and drove all the people inside.

"Get off and get off all of them! You lazy donkeys, damn it, my grandma's movements are faster than yours~! Everyone goes over there to line up to get tools, you are not a big man who comes to the beach to enjoy the holiday, if you want to fill your stomach, you will work hard for Lao Tzu~! ”

Zhou Yu glanced over there, the people who were pulled by the truck this time were also ragged, with yellow faces and thin muscles, but they were not natives of England, and they looked like they had the blood of other nationalities.

He saw that there were Africans, Arabs, and even Southeast Asians, and there were more than fifty people hula down.

In this way, their quarry has really become a hodgepodge of "United Nations".