I was Born in Hell

Four hundred seventy-seven. Too difficult

when.

Dangdang.

The sound of the mining pick hitting came from inside the cave.

The first-line cave base in Tianshui is still digging deeper holes. The area that Gu Fan and others have seen before is just the tip of the iceberg, and there are more hidden forbidden areas that are not open to outsiders.

Dusty.

The gravel in the mine is constantly cracking, and a large amount of dust and smoke is sucked into the lungs of the miners, and the air gradually becomes thinner. The harder people suck, the more difficult it is to breathe, and the lungs seem to be covered. A layer of sand.

Shen Mengxi was also striking with a pickaxe.

With her thin body, she would be out of breath after running for hundreds of meters, and the physical strength consumed by swinging the mining pick to smash the rocks was even more amazing. After dozens of swings, her arms felt sore and her fingers were stiff.

"Ok?"

"Can't move anymore?"

"Isn't it amazing when you showed off your abilities just now? Don't forget that you have to do it for that man!!"

The untrustworthy person in charge of supervision specially observed Shen Mengxi. When she was soaked in sweat and rags, the pickaxe she raised was like a heavy weight, and it was difficult to swing it any longer.

Snapped.

With a whip, Shen Mengxi fell into the pit.

The eyes of the inferior people around were numb, they had seen too many such things.

"I... can still hold on..."

Shen Mengxi gritted her teeth and stood up again.

Her stiff fingers could hardly grasp the handle, but she persisted in raising the pickaxe and striking the solid rock again.

"Ah."

The unbelievers snorted coldly, glanced at other places, and found that other miners were slacking off, and they didn't continue to control Shen Mengxi, so they stepped forward and gave him a whip.

This night was extremely long.

Every inferior person has to suffer through the same thing.

Shen Mengxi didn't know how he persevered, the handle of the pickaxe was covered with blood, the sweat mixed with the blood stains from the whip stained his clothes, and his firm consciousness was almost to the limit.

"It actually survived."

The unbelievers looked at Shen Mengxi and sneered, then turned to the other inferiors and said, "You have three hours to rest."

This is their rest time.

There are only three hours a day, squeezed to the extreme.

This group of low-class workers dragged their tired bodies towards the simple wooden house in the mountains as if they were being pardoned, and another group of low-class laborers were quickly replaced and continued to work.

"This is to punish us to death."

"Inferior people really have no human rights. We can't last a month like this."

"Hehe, they want us to die. Don't forget that we have poor-quality blood flowing in our bodies. It would be better if they were extinct under their pressure."

A few new low-class people talked about that this kind of life is not as good as a dog.

"Hush!"

"Don't say it so loudly, if the unbelievers hear it, they will be whipped again."

The timid man who was just trying to survive showed fear in his eyes, and looked at the position of the unbelievers with a guilty conscience, and then he felt relieved.

They... have really been defeated.

Shen Mengxi returned to her bed, and a dozen people lived in a dilapidated wooden house with air leakage on all sides.

The cold wooden bed was covered with a pile of weeds, and the simple layer of bedding smelled of sweat and blood. It seemed that it had experienced several owners.

Such a shabby configuration in the cold winter can't make the exhausted body feel the slightest warmth. Shen Mengxi is already weak, and his exhausted body is trembling with pain, and becomes stiffer after the cold wind blows.

Snapped.

At this moment, the door of the wooden house was kicked open.

Several burly men came out, and they also had big scars on their faces, and they were obviously inferior.

Several people looked like wolves.

They stared at Shen Mengxi hungrily, and walked over with wretched smiles.

Shen Mengxi remembered them. In the mine just now, these "old men" who had lived for a long time would occasionally be lazy, but they did not give a lesson to the unbelievers.

I vaguely heard someone discussing that these "old people" will help the unbelievers educate the novices,

So it is still relatively useful, and the occasional laziness and presumptuousness are still within the tolerance range.

"Hey!"

"We, the old people, need to educate the newcomers."

"Today there is a girl who is disobedient, so I have to let you know what you can do and what you can't do."

Those big men walked towards Shen Mengxi's bed, and they could guess what they wanted to do with their buttocks. The exhausted and trembling Shen Mengxi immediately jumped off the bed, and sternly reprimanded: "The unbelievers have established a rule, and inferior people are not allowed to reproduce..."

Before he finished speaking.

The big man slapped Shen Mengxi on the face and knocked her down to the ground.

"Little girl, you don't know yet."

"Inferior people's food already contains sterilization medicine."

what! !

Shen Mengxi was even more shocked after hearing this.

In that black filth, there are drugs that can make people lose their fertility. If they are taken for a long time, they will completely lose the right to be a mother.

"Also, we're just educating and punishing you, it's not a violation, hehehe."

The big man smiled wretchedly, grabbed Shen Mengxi's hair and pressed it on the bed, but at this moment, the seemingly weak woman suddenly took out a handful of wooden thorns, which were made from sharp wooden branches picked up from the mountains. weapons.

The wooden thorn pierced into the neck, but it was Shen Mengxi's own neck.

"let me go!!"

"Otherwise, I'll stab myself to death, and if someone dies, no believer will let you go!!"

Shen Mengxi did not attack the man, but stabbed himself with a wooden thorn. The sharp part had already penetrated deeply into the flesh, and it seemed that any further penetration would cut a blood vessel. His firm eyes told the man that he was not joking.

If she did it again, she might really commit suicide.

How cruel!

This woman is really cruel to herself.

She is very sensible, if a wooden thorn is inserted into the neck of a big man, she will not escape responsibility for killing someone, and may even be expelled from the base.

The only thing that can ensure their safety is the threat of their lives. The faces of those big men are dark, and they all feel troubled. They have never seen a woman react so violently.

"it is good!"

"you are vicious."

"Remember, this matter is not over yet."

The big man finally let go of Shen Mengxi, gave her another hard look, said a few harsh words, and then led him away.

After the few people left, the dormitory was in chaos.

A kind-hearted man shook his head and sighed: "Girl, you have caused trouble. Just now that person was called Laigou. He is a rascal as his name suggests. If we inferior people offend him, there is nothing good to eat."

Shen Mengxi put down the wooden thorn with a confused look on his face.

She didn't understand why, the same is why the gap between people is so big.

Just because of bloodlines, the inferior people want to live a life that is not as good as pigs and dogs. The most outrageous thing is not only that the unbelievers will bully them, but even the inferior people themselves are not united. It is normal for the stronger ones to bully their own kind.

Unknowingly, two lines of clear tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

She is too difficult.

Before she knew it, she fell asleep.

Vaguely, Shen Mengxi felt a man sitting beside her.

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