Blackstone Code

Nick looked at the large number of homeless people being escorted with a strange expression.

It was no secret that slaves were used on a large scale on construction sites, and there were attempts to denounce them, but it didn't make any sense.

In addition to increasing the number of slaves in the team, there may only be mysterious disappearances.

The "official" statement is that they left on their own initiative. As for when they left and where they went, there is no specific information.

We are all adults, and everyone knows that those who disappear will most likely not come back.

So everyone on the construction site kept silent, and then slowly adapted and got used to it. Sometimes these people even felt that slavery should not be abolished!

For example, Nick is a middle-class social elite who was born in a civilized society and received higher education and quality education.

If nothing else goes wrong, his class will soon be upgraded to a higher level. Based on the attempts in Nagaril and the specific construction conditions of the construction site here, Nick's design and construction methods have been verified.

At most, he will go to Nagaril to preside over the construction of the shelter until next year, after the geothermal power plant here is established and successfully starts supplying power to the construction site.

Such an independent and outstanding federal man was once moved to tears by movies about "slaves fighting for freedom."

When Uncle Tom looked at the sky with his colorless eyes, and the screen began to rewind along his memories, back to his childhood dreams, Nick felt that both the slavery system and the slave owners deserved to go to hell!

But at this moment, he no longer has this idea. When necessary, he will even whip those lazy guys on the construction site with a whip!

These people don’t know how to be grateful at all.

The company provided them with free food, free accommodation, free clothes and even simple free medical care!

And they only need to pay labor force, which is not free.

As long as the project is completed, some of them will get the right to work and live here, and everyone will receive a remuneration.

It may not be too much for the federal people, but it is definitely not a small amount for the Nagaril people.

But today, in addition to those slaves, there are also some... homeless people on the construction site.

The passage of the Homeless Forced Labor Act is like bad news for homeless people across the Commonwealth!

Life has indeed been very difficult for homeless people in the Commonwealth in recent years. First of all, they need to pay taxes.

They usurp public resource taxes because they have lived in parks and other public facilities for a long time, causing damage to these facilities and buildings, and also making many nearby residents afraid to use these public facilities.

This makes the public facilities that the federal government spent a lot of money to build become private places for homeless people, so taxation is inevitable.

Then they were forced to take them in, but soon they refused to take them in, and even the shelter provided them with free supplies.

Food, sleeping bags, medicines, etc. all started to be charged.

What's even more outrageous now is that they are required to do forced labor!

These people enter the construction site cursing, and they find fault with all kinds of things, people, and things. Everything becomes the reason and object for them to complain or even curse.

From a "f*cking stone" on the roadside to a worker's "hat like a donkey", there are also "food like dog shit" and "a freak with skin swallows growing on his face."

They laughed and cursed freely, but no one wanted to work.

For these homeless people who are completely accustomed to "freedom", it is better to kill them than to let them live a regular life and need labor!

"Mr. Nick is the supervisor of our construction site. He can ask you to do anything at any time, and you'd better listen to him..."

The supervisor responsible for managing the work of the workers is explaining to these homeless people the details of the work here, who to listen to, and introducing the management on the construction site.

Nick looked at the homeless people and frowned slightly. He didn't see the awe they should have in the faces and eyes of these homeless people.

Some people were even picking their noses and flicking them in his direction. Although he knew he couldn't bounce them, it still made him feel sick.

Nick walked down from the balcony on the second floor, "I don't care where you came from before or what experiences you had, but here, you must obey our management regulations."

"This is……"

One of the homeless men spat at Nick's feet, and he gave in.

After all, no one wants to have a mouthful of saliva or phlegm spat on their expensive shoes. He took a step back.

It was this step back that made the homeless people burst into laughter!

This seems to be a "victory", a manifestation of... freedom!

Nick's expression had become serious. He picked up the whip in his hand and pointed at the guy who was spitting or spitting at him, "You, stand up."

That homeless man looks forty-twenty-two or thirteen years old?

Maybe a little younger, since homeless people tend to look older than they actually are.

Their life does not include various skin care products and maintenance, and they only live on the streets.

He looked around for a few times as if showing off, then swung his body and walked out of the crowd, flipping up his messy hair, full of dandruff and stains, and opening his mouth with yellow teeth like orange juice.

And tartar.

He didn't speak, he just tilted his head slightly and looked at Nick, feeling very unconvinced and provocative.

Some of the slaves working on the ground looked over here, with an indescribable smile on their numb faces.

These people are federal people. Will they be treated the same as slaves like them?

They are looking forward to it.

Nick didn't really want to do it, but he had to.

"Our work is great. Once completed, this shelter will be able to provide space for at least 800,000 to 1.2 million people to survive in the Ice Age."

"They won't freeze to death, they won't starve to death, they won't even die of common diseases."

"Our work is great, and the results of our work are great. I hope you can understand the heavy burden you carry on your shoulders."

"Mr. President asked you to come here to participate in this great project. You should be grateful, rather than..."

"Pooh!"

Another spit interrupted his words, and the named homeless man couldn't help laughing again, because this time, he succeeded.

He spat on Nick's trouser legs. Nick looked at the spit on his trouser legs and felt sick in his heart.

There's disgust at the spit, and there's disgust at these bums.

He immediately waved the whip in his hand and struck the tramp hard. Just as the tramp was about to resist, he was hit to the ground by several gun butts.

The homeless crowd also burst into exclamations. Some people even planned to rescue the named homeless man, or attack Nick?

Their eyes were very vicious, as if they were looking at enemies of life and death!

But soon the sound of the bolt being pulled and the bullet being loaded stopped them.

There were already many Blackstone security field personnel surrounding them, and they pointed their weapons at these homeless people.

As long as they make a misleading move, they will pull the trigger without hesitation.

These homeless people are the scum of society. Even if they all die, no one will seek justice for them.

Nick strode up to the homeless man and whipped him hard!

He tried to resist, but several gun barrels were pressed against his head, preventing him from moving.

The whip was raised high and brought down again and again.

The tramp was able to grit his teeth and keep silent at first, looking at him with evil eyes.

But after a dozen, twenty or thirty lashes, his eyes turned into fear and pleading, but to no avail!

Although he wore a lot of clothes, he couldn't stop the whipping from the whip.

Some relatively "weak" places have even begun to ooze blood.

Nick, who stopped until he was gasping for air, looked at the homeless man, and there was a devil-like voice in his head tempting him.

"kill him!"

"Let this idiot who dares to trample on your dignity pay the price for his stupid behavior!"

He glanced in the distance, and the slaves who were looking this way seemed to have noticed Nick's gaze.

They immediately began to speed up the movements of their hands, pretending not to be affected.

But no matter what, their actions stimulated Nick.

Nick's breathing had become slightly more even now, "Hang him up and take the others down..."

After he finished speaking, he withdrew his whip and looked at the homeless man on the ground. "The Constitution allows you to do whatever you want, but it doesn't tell you that everything you do will result in good or bad consequences. result!"

"You may have been lucky before, but now, your luck has left you!"

After that, he walked towards the second floor of the construction site. As he walked, he said, "You are not allowed to put him down without my consent. I want everyone to understand the importance of this project!"

In fact, Nick's approach is not extreme. If these homeless people disobey discipline, make trouble at work, or even cause sabotage.

Then there is no doubt that the progress of the project may be slowed down a lot, and it may even cause an engineering accident!

So the best way is to let them understand from the very beginning that this is not a street.

They have no privileges here and are no different from slaves!

Several armed field personnel hung the homeless man on a shelf at the construction site. Many people had been hanged here before, and there were always some slaves trying to escape.

If slaves are not made aware that "if they fail to escape, they will die," then all slaves will have the idea of ​​"trying it."

But now, it's not just a warning to the slaves, it's also a warning to the homeless people!