Jiang Dazhe didn't think of a solution in the end.

After a long time, he only felt that the light in his room was bright, yes, very bright, as if the roof suddenly disappeared, and the sun shone in, and even what had been gray in the room because of the lack of light showed its original color.

Jiang Dazhe was shocked and listened to the voice outside: "The people in the room, come out, seven men and four women, line up to come out, otherwise they will be shot!" ”

Jiang Dazhe thought about it carefully, he came with five servants, and there were three maids from the junior living here, and there was also an elderly porter, isn't it seven men and four women, he hurriedly dodged, got under a table, and then shouted, "Jin Dazhong, go and see what happened." ”

Kim Dae-jung was his servant, and since another, more convincing, beaten home, and told him to inform Madame and Miss to run away quickly, he has become the most trustworthy subordinate.

Jin Dazhong didn't dare to stand up, crawled on the ground, slowly passed, probed his brain out of the window, and soon came back, saying, "Master, master, the flying house is flying on the roof of our house." ”

"Ignore him, ignore him."

Jin Dazhong knelt on the ground, not daring to make a sound anymore, he didn't know what he was talking about, so he could only deal with it like this.

After a long time, he suddenly felt a sound at the door, the sound of "knock knock" came, Jiang Dazhe turned a deaf ear, and when the sound came, he felt that something was broken, and at the same time, he heard footsteps.

Jiang Dazhe suddenly thought that there were still some people in the family, could it be that after they went back, not only did they not flee, but they also formed a team to rescue themselves? If the relationship is good, there are more people, and there is more hope for survival.

However, Jiang Dazhe mustered up the courage to take a look, but he didn't know any of the people brought by the footsteps, but looking at the service, it is true that the clothes of the natives in North Korea are all strong men.

"Oh no, is this a robbery that took advantage of the fire?"

Jiang Dazhe didn't dare to think about it, if it was just these "gods", then it would be fine, but when facing the North Koreans, his official authority could still be played, straighten his waist, stand up, face them, and say: "Do you know who I am, here is ......"

He just wanted to report his official name, but saw that these people did not pay any attention to him, but rushed up, each with a stick in his hand, and began to fight with the servants around him.

This has almost no power to resist, there are many of these people, and they are not afraid of death, and soon, Jiang Dazhe's subordinates were knocked to the ground, and even Jiang Dazhe was beaten unreasonably because he stood up.

In the confusion, he felt that he was being helped up by his family, and a team of people, the whole family was not left, and they were all driven out.

The more he walked out, the more he appeared, and the people living in the surrounding families were also treated like this, all of them were started by North Koreans and driven behind.

In a trance, Jiang Dazhe saw that the arms of those North Koreans were bare, but on them, there seemed to be a strange tattoo, not the bird and beast patterns that Chinese like, but lines of different thicknesses, close together.

Bar code.

Jiang Dazhe has a daughter, named Jiang Douli, at this time, she is lowering her head, not daring to cry, she can only twitch at that little point, she is very scared, follow the people in line, walk forward little by little, there are many fierce and vicious North Koreans around, all with sticks, maintaining order, anyone who is afraid to run, whether male or female, will be beaten.

Jiang Douli was in line, all of them were women, not very old, she and her mother were close to each other, refusing to separate, slowly grinding forward little by little, facing their unknown fate.

From time to time, a voice of pain reminded her that although it was still Pyongyang, it was impossible to go back to the past.

Yes, exhale.

Jiang Douli was bold before, and secretly observed that she was at the front of the women's team, and there were a few expressionless men and women, who seemed to be holding something, concocting the people who reached the front, and everyone who reached the front had to stretch out their left arms to each other, and after that, they were holding something and burning it on the poor man's arm.

Just like that, it's a hoarse shout, but then it's pulled away and going in the other direction.

She could see that as long as the person who passed by that cry of pain would have some more tattoos on his arms, which were lines of different thicknesses, close to each other.

Walking forward step by step, although praying never to reach the end, praying that suddenly all the gods and Buddhas would come to save him, but this seemed to be just a delusion, and any picture of the dream did not appear, but came from the outside world, and constant cries came.

Yes, constantly, not only Jiang Douli's team, but the entire people of Pyongyang have been concocted in this way, but Jiang Douli is the only one who has been placed between this team.

She was getting closer, so she could begin to hear clearly, and there seemed to be questions before she was "branded".

"What's your name?"

"Kim Hee-sun."

"Ah......h

"Next."

"What's your name?"

"Li Yingai."

"Next."

"What's your name?"

"Kim Ji-hyun."

"Woo ......"

"Next."

It's progressing well, isn't it.

Finally waited for Jiang Douli, she looked slowly, trembled with fear, and sitting in front of her was a woman who was not young, who seemed to be very fat, with a little hatred in her eyes, she glanced at her angrily, and asked, "What's your name." ”

First name, first name.

Jiang Douli is thirteen years old, although she is only roughly literate, but she still knows her name, but what can she do, she doesn't dare to publicize her identity to the outside world at will, God knows, what kind of fate this will bring.

"Lin Yun'er." She slowly said the name, which her parents had already discussed, and if anything happened, she would use this name incognito, and as she spoke, she shrank into her mother's arms in fear.

"Hmm."

The fat woman looked at her with a bit of scrutiny, with an attitude of observing her prey, and after a while, a black artifact in front of her suddenly lit up with a green light.

A green light means pass, she waved her hand with satisfaction, and immediately a few people who took turns on duty, all old people from Shenyang, came over and held down Jiang Douli, oh no, it was Lin Yun'er, and a person was on her arm, imprinted with such a mark.

The fat woman looked at the painful "Lin Yun'er", the hatred in her eyes faded, she was a local whose family was killed in Shenyang, and the reason why she came to North Korea this time was not for the so-called salary, but for revenge.

Whether it's branding a barcode on your arm or debugging a camera, it doesn't seem like a high-tech job, just a little training.

She looked at the girl who was branded, and was pulled away by another rough aunt, she didn't know what her fate would be in the future, so she could only cry and call her mother.

The aunt seemed to enjoy this very much, watching the North Korean mother and daughter scattered, grief-stricken, and looked at it for a while, before signaling that the companion would take Jiang Douli, oh no, now the girl named Lin Yun'er, directly away.

Lin Yun'er didn't know where she was, she only felt held hostage by an aunt with a big waist and a round waist, and quickly left her mother, her whole body was weak, and her branded left arm was so painful that she couldn't use her strength at this time.

She was soon sent to a courtyard where there were quite a few people, all of them seemed to be maidens of her age, and she knew at a glance that they were all people, like her, who had the mark on their arms.

However, the feeling here seems to be different, no one is crying, women's resilience is slightly stronger than men, as for the pain in the body, it has actually been eliminated, and more is the unknown of the future fate.

And now, since there are many people who have the same fate as themselves, it seems that it is not so uncomfortable, is it.

Lin Yun'er is now, there is also a queue here, but there is no constant sound of pain in front of her, and the voice is much more easy-going, and when she arrives, at the end of the line, there is a much more gentle woman, who seems to have a little elegant taste, at least in the eyes of the scholarly family, it is more credible than the fat woman who looked like she was born to do hard work before.

The woman didn't seem to look at her very seriously, but asked, "What's your name?" How old are you? ”

This question again, Lin Yun'er thought about it and said, "Lin Yun'er, it's thirteen." ”

"Hmm."

She listened, seemed to have some understanding, and didn't say anything more, she seemed to be very satisfied, can she be dissatisfied, at least, this girl can report her age, I don't know how much stronger than all the ignorant women, and it seems that only look at the skin and action, the tutor is not ordinary, the elders, maybe they will like it very much.

Soon, on a small wooden plaque, the words were written: Lin Yun'er, thirteen.

The wooden sign is not big, it is attached to a steel wire, and it is surrounded by a person, around Lin Yun'er's arm.

Although Lin Yun'er was afraid, she didn't dare to resist, she only looked at the brand on her arm, but it no longer hurt at this time, and the texture became clear, it seemed to be black, as dark as the ink on the wooden card.

Lin Yun'er was guided away, this is a room, God knows whose family it originally belonged to, at this time it was occupied by this group of fierce and vicious people, after entering a room, she was still afraid of the future fate, but the original expectation was different, the room was full of girls who were not old with her, and they seemed to be very anxious, sitting around the fire.

At this time, it was still very cold, and on the burning fire, there were more than a dozen young girls, not very old, but they all refused to speak, and no one cried, just listened to the sound outside, constantly coming from the sound, all kinds of sounds, noisy and impossible to judge.

Lin Yun'er also did the same, sitting down in a corner, in some kind of consideration, everyone wanted to sit in the innermost, away from the door, so she could only sit outside.

Squeezing Ai Ai to sit down, she is literate, slowly observing, everyone seems to be similar to her, although she tries her best to cover the ugly article with clothes, but how can she block it, and on everyone's wrist, there is also such a wooden sign that cannot break free, with a name written on it.

She looked slowly: Lee Ying-ae, Kim Xi-sun, Kim Ji-hyun, Jang Nara, Li Xiaoli, Moon Geun-ying......

There are a lot of names, but some of them can't be seen clearly, but she still understands a little bit of knowledge, these are all girls of her age, and they are all very beautiful.

She was full of thoughts, and she knew more, there were Jurchens in the north of Korea and Japanese in the east, all of whom were terrible enemies, and when she thought about it, who were they.

Touching the "brand" on her body, her eyes were still moist.

Li Xiangqian, who is clearing the city little by little, doesn't care about these, as a person who is eager to run upward, a little bit of resources, just a little bit of money, let the other elders collect beauties and Lori, it's really a good thing to benefit and not cost, people's energy is limited, only 24 hours a day, and the time to really have spirit and spirit to do things, it is impossible to live 1o hours, he just needs everyone, a little "thing" to do, don't be too flexible to compete for something.

They are very professional, but not so professional, professional meaning, is very fast, they understand their positioning: a group of advanced equipment in the 21st century as the basis, the goal is to establish a top-down rule of the world-class power collective, although a few people think in their hearts, I don't know, but most of the mainstream ideas, since now, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, so it is good to naturally relax and relax.

"In the end, it's still a different race, the language is not clear, you have to be careful of being bitten back."

Li Xiangqian listened to the reminder of the beauty who was thousands of miles away, smiled very heartily, and said: "Don't worry, I still have some experience in how to cultivate the leading party, do you know where the most difficult thing about the leading party is." ”

Zhao Jiaren said: "Money? ”

Li Xiangqian said: "Wrong, if you are willing to do things for the good, then you can definitely stab us backhand for a little benefit, of course, it is estimated that we will immediately stab us into dumpling filling, well, in fact, in the psychology of the Belt and Road Party, it is very simple, rebellious." ”

Zhao Jiaren thought for a while and said, "Lead the way to the party's rebellion? ”

Li Xiangqian said: "I keep saying that human beings are very strange animals, there is a threshold for doing things, that is, the critical point, I can imagine that at the beginning, a person is not able to get over the face of being a traitor, but soon, after his mentality changes, it will become to think, well, why is it only me who is a traitor, but you have nothing to do?" No, you have to go into the water like me, the same bad luck, or I will suffer this loss! ”

Zhao Jiaren paused, seemed to digest this sentence, and after realizing something, he said: "In terms of thinking about making people's hearts go bad, you are the worst person I have ever seen, the worst and the worst." ”

Li Xiangqian said: "You say I'm bad, but you don't say I'm wrong, just because, if you approve my words, there are actual examples here, but you don't know, you know pyramid schemes." ”

Zhao Jiaren thought for a while and said: "The person who was deceived and pulled the head, after knowing that he was deceived, will still cheer himself up, and then, muster up the strength to pull the head, deceive other innocent people, and fall into the trap of the upline, there is only one reason, they will feel that they have suffered a loss anyway, it is better to use the power of this group to deceive some people and reduce my losses." ”

Li Xiangqian seemed to be very cheerful, and said: "Correct solution, correct explanation, if people are not fooled, they will scold people." ”

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