Chapter 492 I Don't Like Wasted Chapters
Chapter 492 I Don't Like Wasted Chapters
When Boss Ma saw the rope being thrown down, he hurriedly whispered to them to draw lots quickly so that the others could stay and clean up the mess that had just happened.
However, just as he finished speaking and reached for the rope, a figure suddenly descended from the sky. Before his hand even touched the rope, a long sword was placed against his neck.
Boss Ma stared in astonishment, "You, who are you?"
Pei Ji glanced at the situation before him.
Similar to the cave above, this is also a large cave, although its shape is not as standard, as if it was slowly hollowed out. However, it is much larger than the cave above, and there are several tables and chairs piled up. The chairs are overturned on the ground, and several broken bowls have rolled down. The lamps hanging on the rock walls are covered with glass shades, so the mine is not dark.
You can see holes of various sizes extending out from the rock face; these must be the mineral veins that have been gradually excavated.
This cave served as their temporary rest stop.
I heard a voice saying there were about twenty supervisors, but actually there are only about ten gathered here right now.
After observing the situation, Pei Ji called out upwards, "Come down!"
Lu Yangyang called over a dozen people to come down with her, while the others stayed upstairs to provide support.
Boss Ma and his men never dreamed that such a group of people would suddenly appear at the shift change point. Looking at the clothes and appearance of some of them, he completely changed his expression and exclaimed, "Are you government officials?"
Lu Yangyang glanced at the overseers, who instinctively huddled together, watching them warily.
“We are government officials. The government has surrounded the entire mountain. From now on, those who want to live should confess and be treated leniently, and those who resist will be punished severely,” Lu Yangyang said coldly. “Those who disobey orders will be killed.”
Looking at the sword pressed against his neck and the girl in front of him who looked to be no more than a teenager, Boss Ma was momentarily bewildered. He forced himself to remain calm and asked, "What proof do you have that you're from the government? What exactly do you want?"
Lu Yangyang asked someone for a knife, then pointed at someone and said, "I don't like nonsense. Take me to see those miners. If you're a step too slow, I'll break your leg."
The person he was pointing at swallowed hard and said in a trembling voice, "I, I'll go, I'll take you there."
Lu Yangyang pointed the tip of her knife at him, then turned and walked towards the mine ahead.
Just as they were about to reach the mine entrance, the man leading the way suddenly raised his right hand and threw something towards Lu Yangyang's face. However, Lu Yangyang seemed to have been on guard against him all along. The moment his hand moved, she slid in front of him and chopped off his arm with a knife.
The powder that was about to be scattered fell to the ground along with his severed arm.
The man paused, then instantly collapsed to his knees in agony, screaming, "Ah—"
A bloody arm, mixed with powder, lay scattered on the ground, the blood quickly engulfing the powder.
This scene terrified the dozen or so overseers, who immediately crouched down, covering their heads, and shouted.
"My lord, spare me! My lord, spare me!"
Even Boss Ma was so frightened that his legs went weak, and he cried out, "Brother Zhang—"
Lu Yangyang slapped Zhang Ge, the foreman whose arm she had seen, on the head and asked calmly, "Can you lead the way now?"
Brother Zhang, in pain, knelt on the ground and repeatedly replied, "Yes, yes..."
Lu Yangyang kicked him, "Get up, let's go!"
Zhang struggled to his feet, almost unable to stand from the pain, but Lu Yangyang's knife tip landed on his back: "Don't walk too slowly, my knife won't wait for you."
"Yes, yes..." Brother Zhang dared not hesitate any longer and staggered forward.
Lu Yangyang called a few people to follow.
The mine is very long, and along the way you can see many traces of mining. The smell in the air is also very strong, and even with layers of protection, it is still difficult to breathe.
She had walked quite a distance before she could vaguely hear the sound.
"You're courting death! How many times have I told you, no secretly lighting a fire, no using hot water! Who dared to boil water like that? You're tired of living, aren't you? I'll send you on your way right now!"
"Hurry up and clean up those good-for-nothings. If you don't have anywhere to throw them away, dig a hole and bury them. What are you all standing around for!"
"You damned good-for-nothing!"
Then came the crackling sound of whips striking.
And some barely audible, faint groans of pain.
Hearing these sounds, Brother Zhang felt a chill run down his spine and his whole body trembled. His steps unconsciously slowed down by a fraction, but in that fraction, the tip of the knife on his back pierced his flesh, causing him to stagger forward in pain and almost fall.
Before Lu Yangyang could speak, he dared not hesitate any longer and strode forward.
The foreman, who was reprimanding the miners, saw Zhang Ge's face and immediately bowed obsequiously: "Brother Zhang, what brings you here? Is it because we can finally change shifts? We didn't need you to make this trip, sir..."
Before he could finish speaking, he saw Zhang Ge's right arm, which was still dripping blood, and was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.
At that moment, Lu Yangyang, who was following behind Brother Zhang, kicked Brother Zhang to the ground as well.
This was a mine shaft that could hold more than a dozen people. The ground was littered with rubble, and everyone was covered in dust and dirt, almost unrecognizable. The baskets on the ground contained the mined ore, but several baskets had fallen over. The residue and dust were mixed with thick blood. Lu Yangyang saw two blackened fingers lying in the pool of blood.
Several motionless people lay nearby, or rather, barely human-shaped, as they were mostly crushed by the falling rubble. They had palm-length wounds with flesh turned inside out, filthy and mixed with the slag, making it impossible to tell their color.
Cinnabar is red, blood is red, and rock debris is black; they are mixed together in a chaotic mess, so pungent they hurt the eyes.
The people following Lu Yangyang were all from the government office. They were usually only responsible for patrolling and maintaining security in the city. When had they ever seen such a bloody and cruel scene?
Even some people couldn't help but feel like they were about to vomit.
In the mine with a dozen or so people, there were only two supervisors. The two supervisors were so frightened by Brother Zhang's appearance that they knelt on the ground and dared not utter a sound. The remaining miners stopped what they were doing and stared blankly at Lu Yangyang and the others.
Lu Yangyang saw that one of the boys standing there was shorter than her, thin, and probably only twelve or thirteen years old.
His eyes were large, so thin they almost bulged out, which was quite frightening, but there was no spirit in them at all.
Lu Yangyang walked over to the miners who were half-buried, reached out and pulled one of them up. She felt his pulse; it was still beating. She looked at the overseer and asked coldly,
"He's not dead yet, what are you going to do with him?"
"No, he's not dead, but it's useless now..."
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