Chapter 38 (1/2)
The next day, Jiang Chen withdrew from the Paradise Island Hotel, and after saying goodbye to Zhao Chenwu, he set out on his way home.
Reconstruction of the sewer entrance is already in progress, and several armed men with Zhao's corporate trademark have occupied the entrance. From the busy shuttle of engineering vehicles, as well as the erection of polyethylene sheet workers, we can see that Zhao Chenwu attaches great importance to this trade route.
After seeing Jiang Chen coming, the soldiers in full-length combat uniforms raised their hands to signal Jiang Chen to stop and show their gene ID. After confirming Jiang Chen's gene ID as the VIP given by the boss, the soldier stood at attention and gave a military salute, and then let Jiang Chen pass.
Although it is the operation mode of enterprises, these private armed forces have already possessed the quality of the army, which makes Jiang Chen have a new understanding of the strength of the sixth block. Apparently, the militia is protecting the security of the sixth block, but in fact, the real combat effectiveness is actually the private soldiers of the big capitalists. In that case, the militiamen are more likely to be policemen.
If these soldiers were to face the meat mountain last time, it is estimated that they would not be as hard as the militia.
The reconstruction of the sewer has not yet started. When Jiang Chen jumped onto the mossy concrete pavement, it is still dark around him. After confirming the route, Jiang Chen began to move toward home.
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the atmosphere was very depressing.
Since being brought into the isolation room by the militia, there has been a sense of foreboding in everyone's head. It's also confirming their hunch that everyone has been diagnosed with influenza x1. Then there were several doctors dressed in white coats, commanding several soldiers who had undergone genetic enhancement and pinned them on a fixed bed. After they regained consciousness, everyone felt some inexplicable pain in the back of their neck.
”You've been injected with a slave chip, so I don't have to explain it. Later, you will be taken to your new owner, you pigs... ”Cheng Weiguo still clearly remembers what a cold and disdainful look it was. Indeed, for the sixth block, the unemployed are just a bunch of food wasting pigs.
It's a conspiracy!
No one, however, rose to revolt.
They are no longer the newcomers who have just arrived at the survivors' base. Since they accepted the so-called subsistence allowances, freedom and other things have been isolated from them. If they don't have a job, they can't die of starvation if they are subsidized with one nutrient mixture every day... Or a few starved to death.
At the moment, all of them squatted in a circle, beside them stood six soldiers in black combat uniforms. Although some people speculate that Zhao's group bought them, seeing this pile of materials on one side only makes people feel that they are just sold to others like goods.
”Wife, they didn't do anything to you.” Cheng Weiguo holds his wife's hand anxiously.
”No, I passed out after I was sedated. When I woke up, I was just like you, but I felt a little uncomfortable in the back neck.” Zhou JieXi in order to let her husband not worry, soft voice held his hand, soft voice reply.
”Let's make love with each other. Ha ha, maybe we will be sold to work as coolies. He he, man, work. Female, ha ha... ”The middle-aged man squatting on the side grinned and said with a smile.
”Do you want another one?” Cheng Weiguo felt the shaking of his wife's hand. He couldn't help but stare at the man.
”Why, want to fight?” The middle-aged man listlessly curled his mouth, stretched out his index finger and pointed his back neck, ”come on, I don't fight back, see if you die first or I die first.”
Slaves belong to the owner's private property. If there is a private fight between the slaves, usually both of them will be executed for public display.
The guard had noticed the movement, and deterrence generally moved the muzzle of the gun. These people are the goods of the boss and guests. If anything happens, they will be punished.
Cheng Weiguo clenched his fist, but he had to give up. When the other slaves around saw that Cheng Weiguo had not broken out, they could not help but lost their interest and stopped paying attention to this side.
Suddenly, the guards standing around moved. Six men stood in a row with rifles in their hands. After saluting a young man, they got into a small transport truck and drove away in the same direction.
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what is it like to be watched by 30 pairs of eyes?
In fact, there is no feeling, especially when you know that you control the life and death of these 30 people, this kind of indifference is particularly strong.
With a sigh, Jiang Chen left the abnormal feeling in his heart behind his head. He doesn't want to be a cold-blooded politician or guest. He just wants to be a rich man in the wine pool.
It's vulgar, but it's cool.