The room was full of chaos, yelling, and crazy.

The narrow space restricted the activity area. The terrified woman rushed towards the door, but saw a few burly and strong men with open clothes and thick black hair on their chests rushing towards them. They grinned and swung the rubber stick in their hands and smashed the woman in front.

To be precise, these men should be thugs hired by Fatty Jin. Their physique is stronger than ordinary people. In dealing with women, they have obviously received special training. Most of the rubber sticks are on the waist and lower body, and the beating methods are mostly based on impact. Doing so will not leave swollen and purple scars on the surface of the woman's body, but will hit sensitive parts of the body, which will be extremely painful and will lose the ability to move instantly.

Fatty Jin stood behind the thug and howled at the top of his voice: "Be careful not to slap the face, don't slap the breasts. I have taught you how to deal with women. This batch of goods is very valuable. If anyone dares to beat a beautiful woman into a panda, I will cut off your genitals and sell them to a nightclub to make up for the losses in this business."

The chaos lasted for less than five minutes.

The brutal and violent beating completely shocked the women who were full of thoughts of running away. They stood there one after another, some cowardly huddled in the corner of the wall, shivered with their bodies, and their faces were full of fearful expressions.

Several women who were hit hard in their abdomen covered their stomachs tightly and screamed in pain with the help of others. They bit their teeth hard, and had to open their faces for breathing, their faces were pale and their foreheads were covered with sweat. They were targeted by thugs from the beginning and were beaten very fiercely. The purpose was to kill the chicken to warn the monkey.

The atmosphere in the room instantly solidified, and the women controlled by fear no longer rushed out. They began to retreat and stared at the thug with extremely hatred eyes, as if they wanted to remember the faces full of lustful smiles and fierceness, but they could not relieve their fear or change the reality.

Several bodyguards surrounded Jin Fatty and slowly walked up.

He took out a cigar from his arms, and the person next to him immediately came up, cut the cut for it, and lit it with a lighter. The whole set of movement was extremely smooth, and it was obviously done this often.

Fatty Jin spit out a mouthful of smoke comfortably, combed the hair on the top of his head with his fingers, and his face was full of a smug smile.

"Okay OK I don't like to hit people, especially women. I have no malice, but if you don't listen to me, and saying nothing is like running away... Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, this is not good, it's really bad."

As he said that, Fatty Jin pinched his fingers at the entourage beside him. The latter nodded understandingly, took out a stack of blue coins from his pocket, shook in front of the women as if he was showing off, and turned around and handed them to He Qun.

Fatty Jin glanced at the evil woman who was counting money extremely greedily, raised her head, and said to the at a loss in front of her: "I have seen that you are the goods I bought with money, not the slaves I caught with despicable means. He Qunlou is your acquaintance, and she has received a lot of benefits from me. Haha... Everything in this world is fair, and there is no grudge between me and everyone, and I never take the initiative to target a certain person. I am a businessman, with the purpose of making money. Although the method is a bit alternative, I will always give my goods a chance to choose——In this way, as long as any of you can take enough money to make up for my losses, she can leave here."

When he said this, Fatty Jin kept smiling.

This is not the first time he has done such a thing. Therefore, he is very clear about women's psychology.

Paying money in public means everything. Women will only focus on He Qun, and they will have extremely subtle and humble hopes for themselves, the so-called "buyer". According to past experience, women will beg themselves to let them go, and swear that they will repay the money in various ways. At this time, hypocritical show of kindness can easily make women take the bait. They will forget that they have been sold as slaves, and they will wash their faces, put on makeup, dress up according to their requirements... and then take them to a designated location to meet other buyers. The other party will pay with satisfaction. The rest of the matter is similar to me?

Women with tears on their faces and dirty faces are not sold at all. Even if you are a fairy, you have to wash the mud on your face to reveal your white and tender skin. Fatty Jin’s false intentions are actually to make women obedient. At least, they have to show their original appearance in front of the buyer according to their own requirements.

I have to admit that this trick really works. The women's eyes instantly gathered on He Qun.

The evil woman was busy licking her fingers with her tongue to count the banknotes, completely immersed in the wonderful world built by numbers, shooting from all directions without caring about the slightest resentment and anger.

Fatty Jin looked at the scene with satisfaction, raised his left hand, and several thugs immediately walked forward, waved sticks, and threatened women with vulgar and harsh words, and divided them into three different groups according to their appearance, figure and other standards.

A man with a fierce expression strode over, pushed away the women with mediocre appearance in front of him, grabbed Jiang Wanqi's hand, and pulled her out of the crowd.

He was rude and strong. Jiang Wanqi felt that his wrist seemed to be locked tightly by iron clamps, and almost even his bones were about to be crushed. He screamed and begged repeatedly, his body instinctively shrank, wanting this fierce man to stay as far as possible.

"Your mom's slut, Yu Jing gets out for me———"

Jiang Wanqi's resistance aroused the tyranny in the man's heart. He rushed into the crowd fiercely and grabbed Jiang Wanqi's hair with his other hand. Just as he was pulling the prey he had just captured and was about to leave, he suddenly saw Xinyan standing next to him.

The man couldn't help but let go of his hands and opened his mouth wide in surprise. At this moment, he felt his thinking pause completely. Apart from admiration and surprise, there was no extra thought in his mind.

"Hey, there is a very beautiful high-end product here. I bet that there will never be any more beautiful women in this city than her----"

The man exclaimed loudly. In addition to Fatty Jin, several other thugs also changed their eyes and bet on Xinyan. After a brief surprise and boo, their eyes were soon filled with lust and desire.

A particularly strong thug walked up to Xinyan, looked up and down with unscrupulous eyes, licking her lips constantly, and the middle of her pants under her crotch was pushed up high, which was very scary.

"Hehehehe, why are you wearing a windbreaker? It's summer now, you should change into a cooler outfit. Do you know? The miniskirt and suspenders are very good for you. I can make a set for you now. Tell me, what color do you like?"

In order to ensure that slaves can be sold at a high price, Fatty Jin strictly prohibits his subordinates from tempting women. However, during dressing up and makeup, some men always like to wait and see. Although they cannot meet their physical needs, it is good to look with their eyes.

Xinyan looked at the man in front of him calmly, and a charming smile suddenly appeared in her eyes.

She pulled out the windbreaker, took out the assault rifle clamped in her armpits, aimed it at the man's lower body, and pulled the trigger with her slender white fingers with her slender and white fingers.

"Bang----"

With a dull sound, the man felt a huge impact force penetrated into his body. He bent his knees and knelt heavily on the ground, and his hands couldn't help but press the wound under his crotch. At this moment, the man felt his mind was spinning, and his body was shaking like he was not controlling. He still covered the wound tightly and refused to relax no matter what he said. The severe pain did not react until now, and dark red blood gushed out of his fingers, soaked in cloth, and dripping onto the floor.

This change was too sudden. Several bystanders were shocked and had not yet awakened from the huge changes in the contrast between the front and back.

Xinyan quickly pulled out the pistol from the man's waist, threw it to Jiang Wanqi standing beside him, and asked at her in a hurry: "Can you use it?"

Jiang Wanqi took the gun, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and opened the pistol safety hard. Although her movements were a bit clumsy, it was not the first time that she had touched the gun.

Xinyan walked out of the crowd with a gun and shot hard at the men closest to her. Su Hao specially prepared this folding assault rifle for her. It was short, light, simple to operate, but it did not reduce the lethality of the human body.

The flying bullet whizzed through the necks of the two thugs. They opened their eyes wide, covered their necks with their hands tightly, and fell heavily with an incredible expression. Before their bodies had fallen to the ground, Xinyan's loud and clear scolding had already come from their ears.

"What are you still stunned? Pick up their weapons, grab He Qun, and catch the damn bald fat man———"

The sudden shooting shocked the women on the spot. They looked at Xinyan blankly, and looked at the injured man who was lying on the ground and howled in pain. The stiff and numb nerve seemed to be stabbed hard by something.

Yes, you should catch them, and catch these dog bastards who want to sell themselves as slaves.

We have more people than them, what are you going to be afraid of?

"Bang----"

Jiang Wanqi held the gun in both hands, gritted her teeth, aimed at the thug who was closest to pull the trigger hard.

The gun hit the other party's left shoulder, and the man screamed and fell down. A solid-looking woman rushed over immediately. She first pulled out a dagger from the man's waist with her eyes and hands, then waved the knife, and stabbed the man in a random manner. The hot blood surged out like a fountain, splashing all over the woman's body, dyeing her face like a devilish red.

"Everyone goes together, they are not much better than us. Cut off their genitals and squeeze out their eggs. They are just a bunch of unsprouted waste———"

Women living in the family building have seen guns.

They have all attended their husbands' funerals and experienced the chaos and tragic after the outbreak of the virus. Widows are far more intuitive and clearer about the significance of war than ordinary women. They have endured He Qun's oppression for many years, swallowed their anger and accepted the rations of deducted living materials, and lived in obscurity with the few leftover food, were rolled and scolded, and they even had children, and could not even guarantee the most basic safe life... All this is simply unimaginable in peacetime. However, now it is the basis for wanting to survive.

Have enough, we have enough

The surging anger and madness exploded instantly.

It is hard to imagine that these women have such violent anger. With Xinyan and her gun, the widows subconsciously feel that they shouldn't be so cowardly, and the men in front of them are not as terrible as they imagined. After all, they are not mutant creatures, they will hurt, die, and scream... Mom is forced, why can't you beat me? You can only sell me? And why can't I resist?

They began to get angry.

No, it should be crazy.

Widows are not uninformed girls. They have been married, know the things between men and women, and are very clear about the physiological structure and physical weaknesses of men. Even a giant as strong as a king, his genitals are life gates that cannot be touched. What about Schwarzenegger? So what about the world bodybuilding champion? I grabbed your eggs hard, and you will be like a dog-day person who wants to turn steel into mud, and the giant pillars of the sky will become hoses.

Most thugs don’t carry guns. This is not the first time they have done this kind of thing. Using rubber sticks to teach women is enough. What’s more, the fat boss once said: Do not use excessive violence against women. If you break a beautiful face, you will not be able to afford the loss of profits even if you have surgery on yourself and become a shemale.

They stood very close to women, without any warning. When they were thrown down by a group of women who were like wolves and tigers, countless fists and soles of their shoes trampled on their crotch, the men only felt blank in their minds and could not understand why the little lamb a few minutes ago suddenly turned into a female leopard and a lioness?

There were not many men in the room, and there were only seven in total, including Fatty Jin.

The angry widows immediately drowned them. Inhuman screams and wails suddenly sounded in the room.

Fatty Jin reacted quickly. He threw away the cigar and escaped from the room at an amazing speed that his fat body was extremely inconsistent, and quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Xinyan held the gun and strode to the door, looking at the corner of the stairs not far away, with a sarcastic sneer on her lips.

Jiang Wanqi followed her closely with several other women, while the rest of the women remained in the room, desperately ravaging the dead or half-dead men in various cruel and barbaric ways. The screams of pain were mixed with countless women's roars and strange laughter.

This is the first time they have discovered that tyranny can bring people pleasure, and it is very pleasant, like love.

Xinyan turned around and shouted at the women who were catching He Qun and were about to swallow her alive: "Tie her up, don't kill her, and don't let her die. Leave a few people to watch these guys, and the rest, come with me———”

Among a group of widows, Xinyan is undoubtedly a very prestigious woman. This concept that is usually subtle has evolved into convincing power at this moment. With the gun in his hand and a series of actions such as shooting men, the widows naturally took her as the leader and obeyed various orders.

A group of women surrounded her and soon came downstairs.

A dozen men with vicious faces and fully armed faces were surrounded by them. Fatty Jin, who stumbled and escaped from the small building, commanded them and shot a string of bullets into the stairs.

This kind of attack is not accurate. The bullet hits the wall, marking white marks and splashing sparks.

"Go back quickly and look for it in another room, and move all the furniture out to block them."

Xinyan shot two backhands, killing the two men seriously. While she gave a quick order to Jiang Wanqi and others, she hid behind the wall and avoided the oncoming bullets.

When she walked into this small building, Xinyan released her mind and searched the entire building. She found that the building was empty. Although there were many rooms, there were less than ten guards. About the same number of people stood at the nearby street intersection, and they were greeting each other, probably the same group.

Upstairs, Xinyan deliberately left enough time for Fatty Jin to escape.

She deliberately stood in front of the door for a few seconds, blocking the women's pursuit and allowing the fat traffickers to escape further.

Fatty Jin must be alive. He will gather people nearby and fight back against the women entrenched in the small building.

He said: These widows are a lot of money.

He will recover the losses at all costs.

This small building is pretty good. The unified model stipulated by the military has made most buildings in civilian areas without windows. As long as you keep the stairs, no one can rush in.

Xinyan is not a fool. She has some awareness of He Qun’s plan and is not afraid of slave traders at all.

Su Hao is a person from the future era. He knew that there was such a group of widows in the family district of each base city. He Qun was not the first to deduct and bully them. Because of his identity and contempt, he developed a bullying mentality, which turned into bullying and humiliating matters, which became more and more intense for a period of time.

Computer files show that on August 1939, more than 1,300 military families in the New Hefei Base City smashed the arsenal, robbed weapons and rushed into the local garrison logistics management office, killing dozens of active-duty soldiers, including the director. After investigation, all the quotas deserved by the base city were deducted from the period. Local managers even colluded with underground forces to buy and sell the population to make profits.

The violent incidents in the military family of the Xinhefei Base City were extremely bad, shocking the entire military senior management, and the front-line troops became depressed. Soldiers kept questioning the officers, and fleeing on the battlefield continued to occur, and many soldiers even refused to fight... In order to solve the problem, the senior military leaders quickly sent special personnel to the Xinhefei Base City to appease the people involved, severely punishing the people involved, and promising to compensate the families.

The negative impact of this emergencies has not been eliminated, and the trust of soldiers in the senior military leaders has been greatly reduced. Although the military officials later made a series of actions and the living conditions and environment of their families have also improved greatly, those memories have sown seeds in people's brains. When complaints and injustice appear again, they begin to take root and sprout.

Every family member corresponds to a soldier.

Even widows, they knew some of their husbands' colleagues during their lifetime.

As long as they recognize it, they can control a large number of people.
Chapter completed!