studiobondurri Chapter 233: 215: Blood Insect Camp_2
Chapter 233: 215: Blood Insect Camp_2
Chapter 233: Chapter 215: Blood Insect Camp_2
Masses of Lamp Tree Crystals hung up high, dispersing the mist. Metallic piles loomed like mountains, some stored in warehouses, while others were already placed in the open space.
Compared to the ample steel materials, it was the pale-faced men and women on the ground who drew even more attention.
They were thin, their faces pale, some holding weapons, their gazes coldly fixated on the others.
The other group, the largest in number, each had their hands chained, engaged in labor.
Some were farming, others polishing and processing metal, their expressions numb, but under threat, they had no choice but to work.@@@@
“Brother Cang.”
Those around Zhou Yingcang immediately greeted him loudly, but Zhou Yingcang did not respond much and strode into the largest warehouse of the transfer center.
“Next, let the Blood Curse Insects out obediently, and then mark your contributions. Bleeding now gives you a chance to grow stronger, don’t take it for granted.”
A cold shout came, and following the sound, one could see that in this factory, a series of huge metallic cages were arranged one after another.
Inside the cages, they laid out bed sheets and bedding, and on these beddings, many men and women were held separately.
There were about twenty prisoners in each cage, and at a glance, there were no fewer than 50 cages here.
The man who had just shouted loudly was wearing a black denim jacket, his arms were muscular, and he had yellow teeth.
He knocked on the metal cage with an iron rod, as if teasing a pet inside, his snicker filled with mockery.
Following him were three or four other men who strode forward to the cages, passing a large jar to the side of the cage.
The people inside the cage looked at the large jar with fear, but beyond the fear, there was also complexity.
Someone moved closer, lifted the sleeve of their left arm, and then their face immediately bulged with veins, showing an expression of pain.
“Just go if I tell you to.”
Xin Xuehao was taken aback, a flash of fear in his eyes, and then he immediately said, “I’m on it.”
Zhou Yingcang’s eyes swept over the cages, then he strode deeper in, to several large spaces separated by metal partitions—their main hall.
Zhou Yingcang walked assertively in, where a man with eagle-sharp eyes and gaunt cheeks sat in a chair.
In front of him lay a corpse, its skin exposed and covered with gashes, with four or five Blood Curse Insects feasting on it.
Feeding continuously, then climbing back behind the man’s arm one by one, they slowly burrowed back in.
The entire main hall was so quiet that only the faint sound of chewing remained, especially frightening.
“Boss, Miao Wei and the others had an accident, they were attacked by the officials.”
As Zhou Yingcang told Jiang Long what happened, he couldn’t help but bow slightly.
Even though he was a Second-order Superior and felt certain he could soon break through to Third Order, he still did not dare to make any more presumptuous moves in front of Jiang Long.
When Jiang Long heard the word “officials,” he looked up, his gaze calm, “They couldn’t put up any resistance at all?”
“Yes, I rushed over as soon as I got your message, and by the time I arrived, nothing was left. The person who took action from the officials is a master.”
Zhou Yingcang also couldn’t help but say, “Boss, I had Xin Xuehao gather our manpower. Tonight, we’ll slaughter the officials, it’s just a few guns, it’s not like we haven’t dealt with that before; right now, strength is the foundation...”
“Blood Curse Insect Lord doesn’t want us to expose ourselves lightly; the officials might have a Third Order soon, don’t you understand?”
Jiang Long’s gaze was fixed on Zhou Yingcang, and his calm demeanor was somewhat intimidating.
Zhou Yingcang’s face darkened, and he echoed, “If we don’t make a move, the officials will definitely strike, and the Blood Curse Insects might not be able to stop Miao Wei and the others from selling us out. It’s not like when we were in the prison anymore.”
Jiang Long’s gaze shifted slightly as Zhou Yingcang continued, “Even if the officials might have a Third Order, Boss, you are also Third Order, and no matter how much trouble there is in Guanling Mountain, it’s still under the hand of Blood Curse Insect Lord. Would they really flip the official camp?”