Chapter 1611 Illegal Work

Seeing that this guy was simply unyielding and would not listen to anything, Brother Dongshan also got angry.

He stood up with a gloomy face, looked at Chen Xin'an and said, "Get started!"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone in the dormitory stood up!

They all looked like they had a grudge against Chen Xin'an, their eyes were fierce, and they rushed over with clenched fists!

After staying here for a long time, I have seen all kinds of people.

Those who die the fastest are those who shout all day long that they want to leave here.

There is another type, those who are not sociable.

This guy in front of me is both.

Rather than being implicated by him, he will eventually be beaten to death by the factory security guards.

It is better to see the face of compatriots and let everyone send him to death!

The dormitory is almost completely closed and has no windows.

Once the iron door is closed, even if there is a big fight inside, people outside will not know.

The factory does not care whether the employees are harmonious or not, they just hope that these illegal workers are not harmonious.

If someone is beaten to death, they are just buried in the back mountain and a few new people are brought in.

It is very common for someone to die in the dormitory.

Whether they die of illness or are beaten to death, it is not uncommon.

But this time, everyone realized that they have hit a nail!

This guy who just came in is not an ordinary fighter!

Before Dongshan Ge could react, everyone in the dormitory was lying on the ground in all directions!

Ma Qiubai and Zeng Hai lay on the ground crying!

"I knew this would be the result!

Why did you go and provoke him when you had nothing better to do?

Even the green-clad man with a gun couldn't kill him, so how dare you ordinary people fight him?

You're asking for a beating!"

"Go and beat up whoever hits you!

We're just squatting here, what's wrong with you?

Why did you kick us?"

Chen Xin'an said apologetically, "I'm sorry, the way you two squatted there was so cool, I couldn't help but kick you a few times!

Next time this happens, you two should squat somewhere else.

Otherwise, we'll be beaten. It's so lively, you two are squatting there like you're relieving yourself.

It's both in the way and indecent, and you're easy to get kicked!"

Ma Qiubai: "..."

Zeng Hai: "..."

Chen Xin'an turned his head and sat cross-legged next to Brother Dongshan again, smiling and saying to him:

"Aren't you going to do it?

It's okay, I'll give you three moves!"

Brother Dongshan stared at Chen Xin'an, then turned around, pulled the weeds under him, and said to him: "Here's what you want!"

Chen Xin'an looked down and saw that this guy had drawn the floor plan of the entire Dingxin Factory on the concrete floor with stones!

Who wouldn't want to leave this hell on earth if they were locked up here and became illegal workers?

It's just that they haven't found the right opportunity, nor have they found someone who can take them out!

Dealing with Chen Xin'an is also a process of testing his strength.

If you can't even deal with these people, how can you dream of dealing with the armed guards outside?

Dream on!

It's not enough to seek death, but you also want to hurt the whole dormitory. It's not enough to be beaten to death!

But if it's a really capable person, it means that it brings hope to everyone.

Dongshan brother is also willing to take a gamble.

Anyway, it's death anyway, what if it works?

Just after dawn, there were the barking of wolfhounds outside, and the loud sound of iron rods hitting the iron door.

Everyone in the dormitory got up, the iron door opened, everyone went out, stood in two rows outside, and had to wear the factory's special shackles.

This kind of thing with both hands put into the rope buckle and tied to a piece of wood is used to restrict people from sneaking in and out of the workshop!

There are five rope buckles on a piece of wood. Five people in a group carry a piece of wood together and move forward. Whoever is faster or slower will affect the other four.

The number of people in the dormitory next to it is wrong, and there is still a rope buckle vacant.

An Inca guard cursed and loosened the wolfhound rope in his hand.

A wolfhound, almost the size of a calf, roared into the dormitory,

then dragged a man out with his mouth biting the neck.

Chen Xinan took a look and saw that it was a black man, but he was dead!

Brother Dongshan, who was standing behind him, said with a gloomy face: "This man has been sick for two days.

But he has never been given a doctor, and he is forced to continue working.

When I came back last night, I saw that he was not in a good condition,

It should be acute pneumonia.

I didn't expect that he really died last night!"

Chen Xinan frowned and asked him: "Do you know medical skills?"

Brother Dongshan replied: "I know a little bit!"

Chen Xinan nodded and stopped talking.

Two black workers came out, one dragged a leg, and dragged the dead away in front of everyone.

Everyone looked at this scene with numb expressions.

Everyone has gotten used to this kind of thing.

But Chen Xinan could see the fear and sorrow hidden deep in their eyes.

No one could tell if the next body to be dragged away like this would be him.

With a whistle, the team began to move forward.

Soon they entered a glass corridor, and everyone turned their heads to look at the sky outside that was beginning to dawn.

This was one of the few opportunities for everyone to see the sun.

Chen Xinan finally saw the large earthen hill that was thirty or forty meters high outside the wall in the distance.

There was also a mound of earth that had just emerged, and only a little bit of it could be seen.

I don’t know how many bodies are buried here!

After passing through the glass corridor, there was an open iron gate in front.

Everyone had to put down the wood here, then enter the dressing area, and enter the workshop from another door.

After everyone entered the dressing area, this large iron gate would be locked.

Eating, drinking, defecating and urinating all day long were all in the workshop.

Except for an hour of rest at noon, you can go back to the dormitory until 8 o'clock in the evening.

The so-called changing clothes is nothing more than wearing a dust-proof suit that covers you from head to toe.

It does not keep you warm in winter and does not insulate heat in summer.

When it was very hot in the early days, people got heatstroke every day because of wearing this thing.

Dongshan brother said that in summer, two or three people died every day, which is simply the most common thing!

The people in Chen Xin'an's dormitory are all doing the work of moving.

That is to move the raw materials out of the warehouse and put them on the car.

Then send them to the workstation to unload and let people process them.

This is the hardest job, but the advantage is that you can walk around the entire workshop.

There are fire and anti-toxic signs on the warehouse door. Some of the raw materials inside are very dangerous. If you are not careful, it will cause a fire or explosion.

The raw material barrels piled up like mountains, each weighing hundreds of pounds.

The ones below cannot be moved, otherwise there will be a collapse, and the consequences are disastrous.

So someone has to climb up and then use manual relay to pass down the raw materials from above bucket by bucket.

The worker in charge of loading looked at Dongshan and Chen Xin'an, nodded with their eyes.

Today, we have to make the workshop chaotic, so that the big iron door can be opened and there will be a chance to run out.

But the first thing is to subdue these guards first!

Only with hostages can the factory people surrender!

The brothers of the handling team are to pass on this message and let everyone cooperate.

At the door of the warehouse, two Inca security guards were holding whips, with iron rods on their waists, yawning and watching everyone work.

Ma Qiubai wanted to lift a barrel of raw materials, but he hadn't eaten in the morning and had no strength at all.

There are only two meals a day here, at nine in the morning and four in the afternoon.

No matter how good the food is, the key is that you can't eat enough!

In addition, he was not used to it when he was new here, and he fell to the ground with a plop, and the raw materials inside were scattered all over the floor!

Two security guards ran over cursing, swung the whips in their hands, and started whipping Ma Qiubai hard on the head!