Early in the morning, the door was kicked open, and several soldiers rushed in and kicked the woman on the ground, "Get up, work, work."
Wen Tong couldn't understand their language, and Yu Zai acted as a translator. She didn't fully understand it, but she was very proficient in daily language.
The soldiers asked the women to stand in a row, with Wen Tong standing at the back of the crowd.
"You, come out."
"You, and you."
Several women were pulled out one after another.
"This is the morning sacrifice." Yuzai whispered.
"Morning ceremony?"
"It's to meet those men's physiological needs in the morning."
Before she finished speaking, Yuzai was pulled out. Her plaster-like expression did not waver at all, and she was taken away by those people numbly.
Wen Tong looked at the direction she was leaving, and couldn't tell what she felt in her heart.
She has always lived in a civilized and legal society. Even rich people cannot break laws and disciplines wantonly. In this world, there are always many people living in the mezzanine and darkness, and no one can save their souls.
The remaining people were assigned to work in a dupin processing factory. Wen Tong was just here and was not familiar with these procedures, so he could only follow the other newcomers to do the most basic work and finish the final product.
Package.
She worked peacefully, her "ugly" appearance hardly attracted anyone's attention, and she had a lot less trouble than those women.
Around noon, Yuzai came back. She didn't walk back by herself, but was thrown in on the arm of two soldiers.
Wen Tong hurriedly ran over to help her up. She was too thin, her tentacles were all made of hard bones, and such a body with only a few ounces of flesh had to withstand the ravages of so many men.
Yuzai's legs were trembling, and blood was flowing down her thighs. She glanced at Wen Tong blankly, "Twenty-three, which is quite a few today."
Wen Tong bit her lip and helped her sit aside.
"You can't sit down. If you can't finish the work, you won't have food to eat, and there won't be dupin supplies." Yuzai got up with difficulty, "I'm going to work."
Wen Tong looked at her thin back and secretly clenched her fists. Is it true that no one can change all this and save these innocent women?
After standing all day, Wen Tong's legs were almost useless, and even the hand holding the steamed buns seemed stiff.
She ate half of the bun, and her throat was so dry that she couldn't swallow it.
Yuzai is right, nothing is more important than living. She wants to see her son and Beichen Xiao alive. This is her belief that she can endure all sufferings.
As the days passed, she watched the women around her lose weight day by day, while her own face became increasingly swollen.
She didn't know if there was an antidote to this "disfigurement fruit", but if it continued like this, she might really be like this. If she went back then, no one would know her anymore.
Beichen Xiao must also dislike her.
Beichenxiao had lost a lot of weight. His eyes were sunken and his cheekbones were prominent. He looked like someone who had experienced death and resurrected.
Ten days have passed, and he and the people sent by Mo Yuan still have no clues. Their mother and son seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. Even Cang Yue did not return to Mo Yuan's headquarters to report within the stipulated time.
If he doesn't show up, does it mean that the mother and son are in bad luck?
Bei Chenxiao was sitting at his desk with a thick stack of information in front of him. This was information about all surrounding countries.
Because she may be in one of these countries, we have to filter from these countries one by one.
"Human trafficking." Bei Chenxiao's attention was suddenly attracted. According to the information, country F is rich in drugs and has islands all over the country. Some big drug lords have gathered here. In order to compete with the government, their subordinates have their own
The army, and in order to meet the needs of these soldiers and to operate the factories, they have to buy many women and male workers.
"Wenze, go check out this country F."
Wenze pushed up his glasses and said, "Young Master, I'm afraid this won't work. Country F is not within our sphere of influence. The island is densely populated by troops. I'm afraid our people will be arrested before we can find anything."
Looking for a needle in a haystack like this would make even Wen Ze give up.
The purpose of the other party's efforts is to make their mother and son disappear completely. How can they be found so easily? Even Bei Chenxiao and the mafia Mo Yuan do not have the ability to do everything. The carpet search may one day yield results.
, but I'm afraid they won't be able to wait for that day to come.
Wen Ze's words are not unreasonable. They are businessmen and have nothing to do with the army. What's more, they are two countries with different geographical boundaries and different languages.
"Master, I think there is someone who can help."
The two of them almost said in unison, "Bai Mingzhi."
Bai Peihan's uncle, Bai Mingzhi, was a man who straddled the business and military circles and had friendships with the armies of many countries because of arms transactions. If he was asked to help, it should not be difficult to find clues.
"Get ready for the plane now. I'm going to country y." Beichen Xiao closed the document in front of him.
"Do you want to inform Miss Peipei?"
"No need."
After Beichenxiao arrived in country y, he went to see Bai Mingzhi.
There were sentries outside Bai Mingzhi's villa, and after passing through many checkpoints, he finally saw him.
Because they belong to the same four major families, Bai Mingzhi is quite polite.
The two of them sat on the sofa, the servant brought tea, and Beichen Xiao told the matter straight to the point.
"Country F?" Bai Mingzhi looked confused, "I'm not very familiar with those big drug lords. They are all ruthless and ruthless, and they will burn bridges when they cross rivers. After I suffered two losses, I have no contact with them anymore."
Bai Mingzhi's words were high-sounding and full of reasons, but Beichen Xiao had an intuition that he didn't want to help.
The Bai family has always been subordinated to the Beichen family among the four major families, so Bai Mingzhi has some unsolvable knots in his heart. He usually lives in country Y, and the friendship between the two families is only in name.
Bei Chenxiao expected that he would not help, so he came prepared. He gently put down the tea cup, with a meaningless smile on his haggard face, "Uncle, actually she is a person you have to save."
"Oh? How do you say this?" Bai Mingzhi leaned forward slightly, obviously showing deep interest.
Is this a threat?
"Why, uncle doesn't know what the second uncle Bai Zhiyuan did?"
"You mean Zhiyuan? What did he do?" Bai Mingzhi frowned.
"In order to change Peipei's heart, he has been studying human cloning, and Wen Tong is the only one among them who has lived past the age of fifteen. To be clear, she exists to extend Peipei's life."
Bai Mingzhi obviously didn't know all this, and the calm expression on his face could no longer be maintained, "Are you telling the truth?"
"Wouldn't it be clear to you if it's true or not with just a phone call?"
Bai Mingzhi believed it. He believed that Bei Chenxiao's status would not allow him to tell such lies to deceive him. He could verify it anytime he wanted.
"Isn't she your woman? You asked me to save her just to change Peipei's heart?"
"Uncle, have you forgotten? Peipei and I almost got married back then. To me, Peipei's life is the most important." He said it very seriously, without any trace of affectation.
Bai Mingzhi looked at him deeply, "You can still marry her now."