Han Sanqian looked up and saw several jailers walking over.
"What the hell are you yelling about? Shut your stinky mouth."
"You're a fucking slave, and you're still barking like a dog."
"If you bark again, I will break your legs."
After several jailors cursed, they turned and left.
The dungeon suddenly fell into dead silence again.
"It's better to shut up obediently and make useless noises here. It's better to leave your strength to yourself after being sold, so that you can work more and have two mouthfuls of food."
"Yeah, what are you yelling about here?"
"What a young man."
It wasn't just the curses from the jailers. Even after the jailers left, it was the other fellow prisoners who sneered at Han Sanqian's speech.
Han Sanqian was a little shocked. I came to save you. It’s okay if you don’t appreciate it. Are you still mocking us? !
"Sit down, young man."
A feeble voice came from the cell next to him.
Han Sanqian looked back and saw a man who didn't look much older than him and had extremely long hair lying there.
His hair basically covered his entire face, and he could only tell that he was an old man from his old voice.
"You're right to be energetic, there's nothing wrong with that."
"However, everyone's satisfaction is true, and please don't disturb their rest."
Han Sanqian frowned slightly: "I'm just telling everyone that I will lead everyone out of here soon so that everyone can feel at ease and have no other malicious intentions. What's wrong with this?"
"Haha, everyone has accepted the arrangement of fate, but you suddenly said something that is not true, and I ask you again, what kind of kindness is this?" He said disdainfully: "Young man, you are arrogant, I It’s understandable, but if society has beaten you too many times, you’ll know what it means to make peace with what you’ve received.”
"Don't think that just because you are arrogant, you are great. Everyone here has been like this before."
"We also dream of breaking free from the shackles and returning to our old lives, but what? It just invites more beatings. So, I hope that if you are really good to us, just stay and don't say anything, and don't say anything. Do not do."
Han Sanqian understood that the people here had become numb, giving up resistance, giving up turning over, giving up everything.
For them, accepting everything is the right way.
Han Sanqian didn't speak anymore. He glanced at each cell and found that they were all so quiet that it was terrifying.
"When I first came here, I was just as hot-blooded as you. Not only did I want to go out by myself, I also wanted to save everyone. But do you know what the final result will be?"
After saying that, he sat up from the ground. At this time, under the light, Han Sanqian finally saw clearly that his legs were actually no legs at all, but just two wooden sticks placed in the trouser legs to let them It looks like two legs.
"I resisted, and this is the price."
"Perhaps, if I don't resist, my legs are good, and considering my physique, I can still find a good buyer and then work as a slave for them."
"Although my life is not that good, at least I am free and can eat some meat. It is better than today, where people are not human and ghosts are not ghosts, right?"
Han Sanqian knew that what he said made sense.
It was precisely because of his resistance that he became disabled, so that now no one cares about him, and he has become a ghost.
Especially when he looked at Han Sanqian after he finished speaking, and Han Sanqian realized that the face under the long hair was just that of a man in his thirties, this feeling of empathy became even stronger.
"No wonder I wanted to take you away but no one responded." Han Sanqian said.
It's not that people are indifferent, but that they have long been numb.
"You are indeed qualified to scream. The girl next to you is really good-looking. With her appearance, she will definitely fetch a good price in the slave auction market. Although no one may be able to appreciate your figure, at least you can follow her. Let her get mixed up." The man sneered.
Han Sanqian smiled: "Although I believe what you said, let me tell you something. I am very valuable, so valuable that no one can afford it."
"Only you?" He sneered disdainfully.
Han Sanqian smiled: "Yes, it's just me, don't you believe it?"
"Instead of believing in you, I would rather believe that they would look at me pitifully and let me go."
"Okay, let's see."
As soon as he finished speaking, the jailer came over again...
