Ma Zongkui raised his leather whip and was about to pull it towards Peng Shugen. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 At this moment, a few shouts suddenly came from the shack: "Wait, I also drank the wine, if you want to punish me, please punish me together!"

Ma Zongkui looked back and saw that everyone had walked out one after another. With calm faces, they knelt beside Chen Ao one by one, and expressed silent support to Chen Ao with their actions.

Chen Ao was inexplicably moved. Originally, he just shared the wine with everyone out of kindness, but he didn't expect that the two pots of wine would be exchanged for everyone's hostility.

Qian Laosan was stunned, and Ma Zongkui was trembling with anger. He scolded: "Okay, since you all want to taste the taste of Lao Tzu's whip, I'll let you taste enough!"

As he spoke, he flicked his leather whip violently, and the whip crackled and slammed down everyone's backs. Everyone was silent and let Ma Zongkui whip him. This has never happened before. Ma Zongkui's whip carries internal force, and when it is drawn to people, the skin and flesh are immediately opened, which can often make people feel painful.

But this time, no one screamed, let alone begged for mercy. Maybe it was that small sip of strong wine that strengthened everyone's courage. Perhaps it was Chen Ao's generous sharing that made everyone feel brotherly feelings. Maybe it's the story of the heroes of Liangshan that brings everyone incomparable courage.

The night wind was howling, and Ma Zongkui was sweating profusely. I don't know if I was tired of the whip, or if I was shocked by the silent momentum of everyone. He suddenly felt that the wrist holding the leather whip was also a little sore, and he wanted to throw the whip down.

A few more lashes, but still no one begged for mercy. Ma Zongkui was shocked and angry, flicked his whip, and muttered, "Okay, good......"

He was "fine" for a long time, and he didn't figure out what to do. It is impossible to beat so many people to death because they drank a sip of wine. Who else will work for him tomorrow? If he fails to produce the amount set by the helper, his fate will be in danger.

Besides, these people did not make trouble and did not resist, so what reason could they have for beating them to death? Ma Zongkui felt remorse in his heart, as the so-called law does not blame the people, and in the face of everyone's silent resistance, he was helpless.

Ma Zongkui threw the whip and walked back angrily. He had to think about what to do about it.

Qian Laosan was a little puzzled, and hurriedly said, "Manager Ma, that's it?"

Ma Zongkui snorted him and scolded: "Get out!"

Qian Laosan was full of grievances and was a little at a loss. He looked at Ma Zongkui's back, and then looked at the people kneeling on the ground, feeling very lonely.

Chen Ao exhaled lightly, endured the pain in his body, and reached out to support Peng Shugen. The elderly man was beaten so badly that he almost fainted. But he still stood upright, and it wasn't until Ma Zongkui was gone that he slowly softened.

The body of the crowd was in pain, but their hearts felt extremely relaxed. For the first time, although they were punished and beaten, they tasted victory. This is not a victory for one person, it is a victory for the collective.

Chen Ao looked at everyone's shining eyes in the night, and his heart moved, and he suddenly felt a huge force. This power is not force, it is not might, but the power of all people united. He finally saw the hope of escaping again!

It has been half a month since he was trapped in the salt field, and Chen Ao has completely abandoned the illusion that someone will come to save him. Presumably, this place is indeed too remote, even if you are as smart as Su Zhuo, it is difficult to guess.

But tonight's unintentional move made Chen Ao hope again. This hope is not external, but comes from within. Chen Ao suddenly saw the powerful power hidden in these coolies who didn't know martial arts and had been oppressed.

Chen Ao suddenly remembered that in the era of the Anti-Japanese War written in history class, in the face of a well-armed enemy, didn't our martyrs also rely on this force to finally achieve victory? I used to think it was a joke, but it was not until this time that Chen Ao felt that this power was so huge, this was the power of civilians!

The people supported each other and returned to the hut. Those who hid the gold sore medicine were selflessly taken out and shared with everyone at this time. After this same punishment, everyone changed from the state of scattered sand in the past and became like brothers. Only Qian Laosan was out of place with everyone and didn't know what to do.

Chen Ao sat in the dark, unable to calm down for a long time. He then thought, "There is a family of rich salt farms here?" There are so many salt farms, I'm afraid the situation is much the same. Hundreds of coolie laborers were exploited, beaten, and subjected to inhumane treatment in these black salt works.

Those martial arts heroes outside who are bright on the surface and full of benevolence and morality are fighting to the death for the benefit of the salt farm. But who knows that every penny they fought for was stained with the blood and sweat of coolies!

If you want to change this status quo, it is not possible to ban private salt and return it to the imperial court. Chen Ao had already learned the methods of court officials like Liu Dongquan, and he also knew the thoughts of these people. Exterminating the Salt Gang is just a change of owner for these coolies, and there is still no hope.

Chen Ao gritted his teeth, he knew that if he wanted to solve these accumulated evils, he might not be able to rely on one person, a certain gang, or even a huge imperial court. Only by relying on these tens of millions of laborers who are suffering and suffering must rely on themselves to emancipate themselves!

The song sings well - there has never been a savior, and it does not depend on the immortal emperor. It is up to us to create happiness for people.

Chen Ao, a young pioneer since he was a child and an outstanding cadre of the regiment, was enthusiastic for a while. But he also knew that now telling his thoughts to these civilized coolies was afraid that he would frighten them.

These days, he has learned to forbear, and only by relying on subtle influence can they really have the courage to break the shackles!

Chen Ao made up his mind, and suddenly felt that he was about to change history, and he was full of strength. Even the pain on his body can't be felt. He looked up and looked out of the shack, only to see Qian Laosan still standing in the moonlight.

Qian Laosan's eyes were still staring at Chen Ao. After this incident, everyone isolated him, and no one wanted to talk to this traitor. Needless to say, of course, Qian Laosan put this account on Chen Ao's head.

Chen Ao knew that if he wanted to be liberated, the first step was to get rid of the hidden danger of Qian Laosan. Qian Laosan alone can easily deal with five or six people, and he really has to guard against it.

After pondering for a moment, Chen Ao thought of a bold plan. He leaned closer to Peng Shugen's ear and whispered the plan. Peng Shugen was a little hesitant, but Chen Ao explained the benefits and disadvantages, and finally dispelled the hesitation in his heart.

Chen Ao glanced at Qian Laosan again, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he muttered to himself: "Hmph, I'm sorry......"