Lin Chao is fearless, and it just so happens that following this gang of traffickers can cover their whereabouts.

When the time comes, he will appear in another place, and no one will be able to find out how he got there.

As for the food and water given by the traffickers, he would certainly not use it.

Because Lin Chao was the quietest, he was praised by the traffickers.

"You guys are honest, you all study like Six, look at people, and never make trouble. ”

"It's still my eyesight, I knew it was reliable when I saw him at the time. The fourth child also said no, he had to observe more, but the fool squatted on the side of the road and laughed for a long time. ”

"This trip is going well, it's about to be the New Year, try to get a few more, and have a comfortable New Year. ”

Listening to the discussion of these people, Lin Chao laughed secretly in his heart, do you still want to celebrate the New Year?

If you don't draw lots before going out, is it considered an auspicious day for the zodiac? If you put your horse on the shelf here, today next year will be your death day.

"Boy, are you bored, don't think about breaking the bronze barrier, and play role-playing here. ”

Tiangang's dissatisfied voice appeared, making Lin Chao's expression move slightly.

It's not that he didn't think about it, he already had a rough plan.

As long as there is another impact of the gas station explosion, Tiangang and him can reach the Bronze Warrior realm at the same time.

He thought that there were explosives to blow up mountains in the coal mines, and maybe it would work.

......

Because there are more people in the black coal mine, Lin Chao was sold to the black cave.

When he became a "black worker", he saw a scene that he didn't expect at all.

The whole place is like a slave camp during the period of primitive capitalist accumulation, full of blood and oppression.

There are not only adults but also many minors among the black workers.

They wore uncovered clothes, and the food they ate was raw.

Some people have their legs cracked all year round because they have been burned out of the kiln, and they have a thick layer of psoriasis-like things on their hands.

They lived in caves, and they worked during the day, and at night they locked them with iron locks so that they might not escape.

The poop is all in the cave, and the smell of walking to the door can choke people to death.

The cave of a kiln is about 278 meters long, and a full 87 people live.

This is not capitalism, nor feudalism, but to the primitive society, the age of barbarism.

Lin Lan's heart suddenly froze, he just wanted to steal explosives and hit the bronze barrier at first, arrest the offender and throw it to the police station.

Now witnessing these conditions, he can no longer calm down.

When the three traffickers received the money and were about to go back, they found a man next to the car, neatly dressed in black, with his face hidden behind a wide hat.

"What people!"

"Who are you going to scare when you talk about buying and selling like this?"

There was no sound, and the three of them were tied up by Lin Chao and thrown in the trunk.

The van was parked on the road outside the black cave, and no one knew that there were three living people in the black packaging bag in the trunk.

Another day passed, and Lin Ran learned more.

Among the minors, the youngest is only 8 years old. 8 years old! That's a moving number.

An 8-year-old child is so obedient for a full meal, doing heavy work every day that is too much for an adult to bear.

Their personal liberty is restricted, and thugs patrol and stand guard around the clock.

Among these children, who use their hands and feet and have hair like wild men, some have been isolated from the outside world for seven years.

Some were maimed by beatings for attempted escape, and some children were burned on their backs with red-hot bricks by overseers.

They work more than 14 hours a day and are not fed.

Sometimes, due to overwork, the slightest slack in work would be smashed by the brick picked up by the overseer and his head would be broken and bleeding, and then he would pick up a rag and wrap it up and continue to work.

As for punching and kicking, stick service is even more commonplace.

What's more, some children were seriously injured by thugs and were not treated.

If they could not heal themselves or their injuries worsened, the black-hearted foreman and the kiln owner buried the deceived blackman alive when he was dying.

There is a black coal mine next to it, and Lin Lan does the work of pulling coal from the coal pile of the black coal mine every day.

Every day, I get up before 5 a.m., push a cart to transport coal to each cave, and so on until about 7 p.m.

Some people couldn't hold on, so they stopped to rest halfway, and the contractor kicked and whipped them, thinking that they were procrastinating.

It's already November 30th, the last day of the month.

Lin Chao squatted in the middle of a group of workers who could not be described in words, holding a broken bowl, his face lowered, and no one could see his expression.

"What a fucking life!" Lin Chao thought of Fan Kai's words.

Today, I found out another thing, three young girls were deceived by a black intermediary to come here, not only to do things, but also to comfort the laborers and thugs.

One strange incident after another stimulated the forest chaos.

This made him unable to calm down anymore, and his internal organs seemed to be burning.

I can't imagine that in a place only a few hundred kilometers away from the bustling Qingfeng City, there are still such people living such a life.

There are still such people doing such things!

He thought of Wu Dahao's words before he died, no wonder he was so confident, because there are more evil human beings in this world than him.

Therefore, Wu Dahao can calmly force people to accompany the wine, thinking that it is just an experience in life.

Therefore, Wu Dahao is proud that he can't die a few people a year, and he feels that it is a great progress.

Because he knows very well that there is another side of the world, a dirtier side.

There, it is a luxury to be able to live normally.

"Yes, that's what it is. Only anger can make you stronger. ”

Tiangang is very satisfied with Lin Chao's current performance, the usual Lin Chao is too calm, only Lin Chao in this situation can make Gang Qi also unkempt.

"Keep burning, the bronze barrier is right in front of you. ”

"It is said that mutants are brutal, and mutants are terrible. However, a world without mutants is not much better. When have mutants ever oppressed ordinary people like this?"

Lin Ran laughed angrily at the thought of the endless protests against mutant research.

In front of these black workers, or in front of all those who have suffered an unfair fate, like Geng Na, like their past selves, mutation factors give them salvation and opportunities.

Smash the shackles on your body, burn the wrath of fate, and use the power of technology and genes to turn this fucking life around!

Lin Lan felt the bones in his body click.

"I'm going to break not only the bronze barrier, not only the situation of these forgotten black workers, but also the heads of those greedy devils!"

He couldn't help but think of the unsigning of the firefighting.

In the middle, he said: "Jun Erfan is starting to do things." It is necessary to be conservative. Don't be brave in the moment. See what people do. Inconstant. Reckless. I'm afraid there will be great harm. Not only can't it be done. Instead, it messes things up. Pay for one's whistle. In other words. There are always a thousand ways. Once all are closed. Peace of mind, old-fashioned, worry-free. ”

What is conservatism! What is the courage of the moment! What is the gain outweighs the loss! What is worry-free!

In life, whose carefree is it that you are pursuing? Is it mine, his, or is it from a certain interest group?

The worry-free of some people comes at the cost of the pain of many people and the pain of many families!

The old-fashioned people who block the progress of society for their own interests should let them open their eyes and see what kind of world this is!

Did they hear the roar coming from the pit where the bodies of the black workers were buried?

"I want this land, boiling!"