A Yong said he wanted to sell everyone in the building. This happened before.
I heard Ada say that this happened to the first group of people when they first entered the park.
They didn't have much experience at that time. They knew how to beat anyone who didn't work. Later, they were beaten to the point of collapse, and they lay on the ground without moving. After being defeated by everyone, they simply beat all these people. Sold to another park.
As for this time, I don't know whether what A Yong said is true or false.
I only know that every day when I see this group of people walking into the work area, they look lifeless. When they get off work, no matter how late it is, you can see smiles on their faces.
The weird thing is, how do I remember when I started working in prison, like this?
At that time, when we encountered a discipline that made us unhappy, we would report it and slow down our work. The sensible ones would buy two sticks of the most shabby cigarettes every now and then to ease our mood; the ones who didn’t understand the world, everything seemed to end up in trouble. Here’s what the park looks like now.
Anyway, the main theme is rebellion.
Nowadays, the entire park is in a period of rebellion.
The mule was led by the success master and kept his feet on the table all day long. As soon as A Yong and Lao Zhu appeared in front of him, he immediately took out the previous rules and said: "It's not even seven days yet, it's not even seven days yet." We’re here!” The mule performed well seven days ago, so you can’t slap yourself in the face, right?
The one who gave Ah the courage wanted to take out his belt and beat him to death.
Finally, a person who had no performance after seven days showed up. He didn't say anything harsh, so A Yong went over and opened his belt and beat him.
The results of it?
The whole room was full of people watching him being whipped like ice, wandering around, but they still did nothing but laugh.
In the end, A Yong had no choice but to take out his gun fiercely. He had already made up his mind to kill one or two people despite being punished, otherwise all the management of Building 2 would be abolished if the supervision came.
At this time, the man in the young couple who came with me stood up, held Ayong's hand like a zombie, put the muzzle of the gun on his head, and said with pleading eyes: "Brother Yong, you Just go ahead and hook your fingers, I've had enough, I've had enough life."
At this time, Ayong turned to look at the others. There was no fear in the eyes of these people, let alone life and death. They looked at everything in front of them with pale eyes like watching a black and white movie. They seemed not to notice even the gunshots they heard immediately. How shocked.
Wasted.
If this continues, Building 2 will be abandoned.
The death of the small landowner showed these bastards that there was no way they could escape;
Glasses' death is like telling them that even if you are determined to work for the park, there won't be any good ending.
What else to do?
Ah Da was very worried.
Not only was he worried about his Building No. 2, but he also hated the master of success. Not only did this grandson fail to ignite everyone's enthusiasm again, he also turned into a monkey performer. As long as he kept broadcasting, there would be no work in the house.
This is a display of violence, and it is done blatantly in the park, and even torture cannot stop it.
But, is this a good thing for them?
Absolutely not!
Usually when faced with this situation, the park will pack up and sell all the people in Building 2, or directly transport them to Miaowadi, the final destination of life, half-sale and half-free.
Once you get there, to that area known as the 'Hammer of Eastern Burma', people no longer count money based on their individuality, but rather score points!
I was standing behind Ah Da with an apple in my mouth and watching all this. To be honest, I also hated this place and wanted to escape as quickly as possible...
However, I can't just watch like this, otherwise once Ada admits defeat and reports the matter to the superiors, all my plans will have to start from scratch.
"Brother."
I said this when Ada was least prepared.
Then, watching him turn his head angrily, he asked, "Isn't this okay?"
What awaited me was a scolding: "Bullshit!"
"I need you to tell me!"
Ada waved his strong arms and poked my chest with his fingers.
I could only raise my hands and step back, wait for the angry eyes to cool down a little, and then I said, "How about you let me try."
Ah Da was stunned for a moment, then waved his hands and finally said a hometown dialect: "Throw it away!"
"The masters of successful learning are not able to do it, but you can do it?"
I looked at him and asked without fear: "Besides me, do you have any other options?"
At that moment, Ada and I looked at each other for a long time.
"What do you want to do?"
When I heard this, I pulled Ada out of the room, stood at the door and asked, "Brother, how important are the promotions you usually give this group of people to the company?"
"How important is it? That's how important it is to give them flowers."
When I heard this, I continued: "Then can our technology use some means to really get this money back to them?"
Ah Da understands!
He said thoughtfully: "What do you mean..."
"Give them something to think about."
Everyone who comes here knows that they can't go back. If they don't miss it at all, wouldn't the final situation be like this?
When everyone is in fear, perhaps torture is the most useful method, but there is nothing more sad than death!
When no one is afraid of death, even if someone is tortured, there will be an invisible extra spiritual power.
Yes, I know that after killing a few people in this situation, they will continue to work like zombies. That is still the safest way. But the problem is that I don’t really think about the people in the park. The method, everything, is just part of my plan.
"no!"
Ada immediately denied it: "Doesn't that mean I've given in?"
"Then there will be someone in charge of Building No. 2 in the future?"
But I could see from Ada's eyes that he was really tempted.
At least this can solve this embarrassing situation.
When Ada rejected my suggestion and turned back to the house, I saw him take the stick from the old pig and vent all his anger on the man who was holding the Ayong gun and pushing it against his head.
"You're fucking pretending to be your mother to me!"
Snapped!
The swing of the stick was similar to that of a baseball bat, and it was swept directly to the opponent's head horizontally.
I stood outside the door and saw with my own eyes that the man's head shook hard and all the sticky sweat on his hair came out before he fell down.
Ada is crazy.
He walked over with a stick and pointed at each one: "Who doesn't want to do it anymore?"
"I'm asking which of you doesn't want to fuck anymore!"
"say!!"
Bump, bump, bump!
Ada hit the mule with several sticks in succession, knocking it down by the strong man. He looked back and kicked out. The young man flew out like a kite with a broken string, landed on the table and rolled to the ground, knocking him down. Several chairs.
Whoop, whoop, whoop.
Ada stood in the room panting heavily, looking at everyone like an angry bull: "I ask you, who else doesn't want to do it anymore!"
