A few more whips will make even the strongest man roll on the floor in pain!
But here——
These tortured workers seemed to be used to it. When they were hit by the whip, they just instinctively shrank their shoulders and did not even dare to hide. They did not dare to put down the tools in their hands. They worked hard while being beaten.
Xiao Lingyue couldn't help but grit her teeth.
No wonder the two bandits who released the water before said that several "slaves" died of exhaustion in a few days, and they were the ones who cleaned up the corpses!
The environment in this mine is simply 10,000 times more black than a black factory!
Everyone was squeezed dry and ground to death!
Xiao Lingyue asked Zhan Beihan in a low voice: "We found the iron ore, what should we do now?"
There are a lot of people in the mine.
At a glance, in addition to the tortured common people, there were at least seventy or eighty bandits responsible for supervising and inspecting the work.
This may not be all, because I don't know if there are other bandits who haven't come out yet.
This number is almost the same as the number of people in the bandit camp above.
No wonder there are not as many people in the village as expected.
It turned out that they were divided into two parts, half of them stayed in the village to patrol, and the other half stayed in the mine to supervise the work.
It rotates every ten days, and the arrangement is actually quite reasonable!
Xiao Lingyue knew in her heart that there were so many people that she and Zhan Beihan alone could not solve.
Taking action hastily will only frighten the enemy.
Zhan Beihan obviously also understood this truth. He looked around with cold eyes and whispered: "They are all minions. Their leader is not here."
Xiao Lingyue looked around again and her heart sank slightly: "Indeed, the so-called 'big brother' is hiding somewhere. We have been looking for him for so long and haven't seen any trace of him."
Zhan Beihan wanted to speak.
Suddenly, another harsh sound of a whip sounded.
"Crack!"
A bandit who oversaw the work raised his whip and whipped a half-grown and thin boy hard!
The boy was holding a heavy piece of ore in his hand and was hit on the shoulder by the whip. He groaned in pain and his arm involuntarily gave way. The heavy stone hit the ground hard and rolled down the slope into the mud pit.
The bandit stared and cursed fiercely: "You little brat! If you don't work well, you dare to lose your temper with your grandpa!"
"Pah! Pah!" He raised his whip and whipped it hard!
The boy looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old. He was as thin as a matchstick. His clothes were dirty and tattered, and his skin was covered with blood-red whip marks. There was no good spot under the clothes.
He was beaten so hard that he fell to the ground, instinctively holding his head and shrinking into a ball, not daring to say a word.
"Little bastard! You can't work, I raised you for food!" the bandit scolded, cracking his whip fiercely, "What's the use of a waste like you? Just beat him to death today, and you can save some food!"
"
"Snapped!"
"Pah! Pah——"
The whip became harder and harder, and the blow became heavier.
The boy's body soon became bruised and bloody, with blood-red whip wounds all over his body.
The other bandits on the side watched the fun with a smile: "Well done! Hit him harder and beat him until he rolls all over the floor!"
"This little beast's biological father was exhausted a few days ago, and his mother also went crazy and died. He is the only one alive in the whole family!"
"It's half a big boy. If you can't work well, you still have to eat. It's useless to keep it!"
"Just kill him!" Popular 『』 This chapter has been completed!