I was Born in Hell

after an hour.

In the area west of the base, large-scale chaos occurred.

The poisonous dog died, but it was only one of the factors of chaos. The greater commotion was caused by the largest underground businessman in the black street.

"How much is your life worth?"

"You dirty poor, how much is your life worth??"

In the central area of ​​the Black Street, the largest booth was set up, and the person standing in the center was the behind-the-scenes man who controlled the lifeline of the entire Black Street economy.

Wang Dafu! !

With a loudspeaker, he opened up all areas of Heijie, and let a large number of poor people pour in, speaking wantonly on the booth.

"10 catties?"

"20 catties?"

"30 catties?"

"Let me tell you... In the eyes of human traffickers, you garbage scum is not worth even 10 catties of food."

"Those pink and tender girls still have a little bit of value, but the humble lives of you poor people are not worthy of a single grain."

Wang Dafu added a lot of bad words, each sentence was extremely true, but it pierced the hearts of the audience, and many poor people shouted and cursed below.

Scum.

asshole.

vampire.

A demon who exploits flesh and blood.

This is how Wang Dafu is seen in people's eyes. Every time he gains a little bit of profit, someone will suffer a heavy loss... The accumulated wealth does not know how much blood and tears are hidden.

Wang Dafu looked at everyone with contempt.

He suddenly changed the subject, raised three thick fingers with gold rings, and said in a deep voice, "300 catties!!"

"I give you a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"You can sell yourself, and I will give you 300 catties of food stamps as compensation."

Wang Dafu's words stirred up waves.

300 catties of grain, what a shocking number in the last days.

If you sell yourself, you can get 300 catties of grain compensation, and there is no demand threshold, how is this possible? ?

The crowd was stirring.

There are more and more crowds watching, and the noise is overwhelming. Some people can't wait to sell themselves in exchange for the 300 catties of grain.

Many black businessmen also gathered around to watch.

They frowned, not knowing what Wang Dafu was up to.

With this amount of wealth, not to mention buying those lowly poor people as slaves, it is more than enough to hire some evolutionaries.

"and many more!"

"I haven't finished my terms yet."

"This 300 catties of grain is of course not easy to obtain. It will be used to buy your life."

Wang Dafu continued to explain, and everyone responded like a tide, expressing their willingness to sacrifice their lives! !

Of course.

If you buy 300 catties of expensive grain, you will naturally have to work for Wang Dafu, or even become his slave.

"You didn't understand me."

Wang Dafu shook his head again, and continued: "Working hard is not just about working for me, but will really face death in a short period of time, and this time will not exceed one month."

What? ?

Wang Dafu's words shocked everyone again.

This is real hard work, a mortal ending, if you sell yourself, you will definitely die within a month.

"I stress it again."

"Within one month, all those who sell their lives will die."

"Life is very precious. I hope you can cherish your own life. Only those who regard death as home and are determined to die are eligible to sell their lives."

Wang Dafu repeated a trace of his words, showing a hypocritical expression of regret: "Of course, we will give some compensation. After all, you will die soon, and this huge wealth will be transferred to your relatives."

Dead people naturally don't need a lot of wealth.

300 catties of grain, even if you sell yourself, you can't enjoy it, and you can enjoy a P even if everyone is dead.

But your relatives, friends, or other designated people... can enjoy this compensation, which is a full 300 catties of food stamps that can be exchanged.

How could this be?

How could there be such an absurd thing.

Many people in the audience couldn't sit still, and they would definitely die within a month. What kind of terrible things would they experience? ?

"People who work hard, why do they die?"

"Can our loved ones really receive compensation? What if they are robbed?"

The audience was chaotic, and Wang Dafu had already prepared for this question. After the crowd had been noisy for a while and digested all the news, he continued to explain.

"Why did you die?"

"That's hard to say, maybe your head will be cut off by a chainsaw, maybe you'll be cut in two by a knife, maybe you'll be turned into blood in poison, maybe you'll be cruelly abused in torture...or even throw you into a rotten place." In the middle of the corpse monster, it was eaten and dismembered."

Wang Dafu said very viciously, although there were exaggerated parts in the words, it also fully expressed how terrifying this death was.

It's not just talking! !

"As for whether your relatives can enjoy this compensation..."

Wang Dafu raised his hand and invited another protagonist, Zhang Yun who was wearing a white suit and a blindfold.

"Zhang Yun!"

"One-eyed Zhang Yun, that's Rainstorm's leading brother, is he also involved in this matter?"

Zhang Yun, who is a natural person, is the most popular in the base. No matter the poor refugees or the rich and powerful in the streets and alleys, everyone has heard the name one-eyed Zhang Yun.

"No need to worry!"

"All the people who have been compensated will be protected by the rainstorm. Whoever dares to bully and oppress them will be the mortal enemy of the rainstorm!!"

Zhang Yun's statement shocked everyone present again.

This matter is not just for fun, even Zhang Yun, the leader, has made a promise, that is to say, those who "work hard" will not only receive exaggerated compensation, but also get protection from heavy rain.

"Life is precious."

"Everyone can think about it slowly, we have opened up 1,000 places."

Wang Dafu continued, this number once again caused an uproar, originally thought they would only buy a few people, dozens of people at most.

But 1,000 places is too exaggerated.

300 catties of food per person, adding up to a thousand people would be an astronomical figure... Does Wang Dafu really have so much wealth? ?

And why does Wang Dafu want so many untouchables?

Evil human experimentation, or something more cruel, is just insane.

The buying of human lives continues.

Those who originally wanted to work for Wang Dafu all retreated.

They want wealth because they want to live a more nourishing and comfortable life, with enough food and drink, instead of dying within a month.

But even so, some people are still struggling repeatedly.

A relatively young father in his thirties glanced at his daughter. She was at the age of a tall man and had already reached his waist.

The daughter has sallow skin, malnutrition, and endures hunger.

She is very sensible, even though she hasn't eaten for two days, she still hasn't complained to herself.

bow your head.

The father's eyes were shining with soft light, stroking the dry and forked hair of the good daughter.

The little girl seemed to feel something, grabbed her father's clothes, gnawed on her little finger aggrievedly, lowered her head and said, "Dad, I'm not hungry, I'm really not hungry."

hear this.

The father suddenly felt a pang of pain in his heart, and the tears he endured almost didn't burst.

"Listen to Dad."

"It's okay, just like my father was on a business trip before, he will be back soon."

When the daughter heard this, she burst into tears immediately. Although she was still young and didn't know what would happen next, the father and daughter Lianxin could feel the firmness of the father.

Never come back determined.

"Dad, don't go, don't go on a business trip..."

"I will be good, I will definitely be good..."

The corner of the father's mouth twitched, and he wanted to say something more, but he was afraid that his voice would tremble too much.

He pushed his daughter, turned around and wiped away his tears so that her daughter wouldn't see it.

He came to the booth and whispered an opinion; "I hope you can take care of my daughter a little bit, she doesn't understand anything yet."

Wang Dafu saw everything in his eyes.

He nodded: "Don't worry, she will grow up healthy, and she doesn't need to sell her body and dignity. If she grows older, the rainstorm will send her to the hospital as a nurse, or learn something else."

His father breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and before he could ask another question, Wang Dafu patted his shoulder and continued in a low voice:

"Our boss, I hope that those who work hard can see death as home, and want you to die with peace of mind."

"We're willing to pay dearly for this, and trust me... things will work out in the future."

The father took one last look at his beloved daughter, but he didn't dare to look directly into her bright, clear eyes full of grievances.

"My daughter, I will leave it to you."

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