I hid at the back of the crowd, almost throwing up bile.
Ba Yi and Screwdriver were no better off than me, vomiting next to me in despair.
Even Chen Weiqiang, who was used to such scenes, walked aside with a heavy expression, pretending to vomit.
What broke me the most was when Liu Shiyi pulled out the uteruses of those women, cooked them, and forced them to eat them...
The men and the front-row prisoners weren't spared either.
Anyone who dared not eat was beaten and shocked with electric batons.
Under the devil's tyranny, everyone tearfully ate a piece of what was called "living meat lotus."
After eating, they weren't allowed to vomit. Anyone who did had to lick their vomit off the ground...
After dealing with the women, Liu Shiyi had his thugs continue to punish the men.
Peeling, lighting the sky lantern, turning people into living corpses... Even the top ten tortures of the Qing dynasty paled in comparison.
During the torture, they wouldn't let the prisoners die quickly. They had to keep their eyes open and watch parts of their bodies being cut off and fed to them...
Such atrocities were truly inhuman!
After an unknown amount of time, Wrench suddenly came up to me and whispered, "The meeting is over. We need to get to the workshop."
I wiped my mouth, looking at the bloodstained black shoes before me, and tears fell uncontrollably.
"They... they're all dead!" I tried to stand, but my legs were completely numb.
Wrench, dejected, said, "Yang Lianting set this up to draw fire and escape."
"The bastard! He's a beast!"
I grabbed Screwdriver's hand and stood up abruptly. "I must kill him! Not just for us, but for the innocent women he got killed!"
The mangled, bloody bodies were dragged away to feed the crocodiles.
The cement ground was a river of blood.
A few old ladies were cleaning up the bloodstains.
The crowd, which had been densely packed, had dispersed, leaving only a few of us behind.
Liu Shiyi, preoccupied with urgent matters, hadn't had the time to force me to eat the "meat lotus." If he had, I wouldn't have known what to do.
Eating it would be a lifelong nightmare. Not eating would mean torture.
Looking up at the bright blue sky, the air seemed filled with the stench of rotting flesh.
The bright sunshine daily illuminated these atrocities, yet space remained helpless.
"Let's go to work. At least we're still alive. Otherwise, we would have been tied up there for everyone to see."
Wrench sighed, looking years older overnight, even sporting a bit of a beard.
He'd always dreamed of taking money home to cure his sister and provide a good life for his mother.
But when his last hope was suddenly shattered, he was utterly deflated.
Chen Weiqiang, understanding Wrench's longing for home, patted his shoulder. "Don't worry, there'll be another chance."
"Sigh, let's talk later. We need to get to work or we'll get beaten again."
Screwdriver, looking worried, pulled me toward the workshop.
"Brother, don't worry. There will be another chance. We were lucky to survive this time... But those women died so horribly, sob, sob!"
Ba Yi, with red eyes, cried before finishing his sentence.
This 1.88-meter-tall man from the northeast was now covering his face, crying like a child.
"As long as we're alive, there's hope." Chen Weiqiang put his arm around Ba Yi's shoulder and followed us.
Wrench and Abu, carrying guns, left the playground dejectedly to deal with another batch of bodies.
When we stumbled back to the workshop, we were surprised to find Ning and Liu Shiyi inspecting the place.
Yan Zi, looking radiant in her plain cheongsam, leaned against the window, looking outside.
The sunlight on her beautiful features made her look like a painting of a beauty in sunlight.
We quickly adjusted our sorrowful expressions, walking in one after another, forcing smiles. "Mr. Ning, Supervisor."
Ning turned, looking at my pale face. "What's wrong with you?"
"Drank too much last night, didn't sleep well." I forced a smile and sat at my workstation.
Ba Yi and Screwdriver quickly returned to their spots.
Ba Yi, still hungover, was now sober from the scare.
Chen Weiqiang, a technician, didn't need much explanation for being late as long as it didn't affect his work.
Liu Shiyi sneered, "You almost got used by Yang Lianting. If you had helped him escape, I'd have tortured you more!"
I twitched at his words, feeling miserable. If Yang Lianting hadn't used a diversion, we would be breathing free air by now.
I noticed that our area had 11 fewer people than yesterday, likely sold off during the night.
After Ning finished speaking, he left with Yan Zi.
Tang Tian was nowhere to be seen.
After a while, Liu Shiyi announced that the older worker, Fatty, would be the new supervisor, and nothing else would change.
It turned out Yang Lianting had been planning his escape for a while, just waiting for a scapegoat.
Seeing I wasn't falling for it and fearing something would go wrong with too many people, he secretly incited his former colleagues and old friends, luring them to hijack the car transporting the pigs at 2:30 a.m.
The first car had left KK Park at 2 a.m. with live pigs, and Yang Lianting had already escaped with gold and cash.
He had the pigs hijack the second car at 2:30 a.m. to confuse and delay the park's pursuit.
He had us go to the basement at 3 a.m. purely to use us as pawns, not intending for us to actually escape.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have had the ignition wires of those cars tampered with.
Since the basement doctor entered at 2:30 a.m., his men had already tampered with the cars undetected.
But those pigs killed by Liu Shiyi never expected Yang Lianting to betray them.
They used their lives to cover Yang Lianting's escape, buying him time.
If they hadn't hijacked the second car, we would have been caught halfway by Maodinglun.
The person I killed was just a thug who looked like Maodinglun...
From 2:30 to 3 a.m., they had the car driving around the park, which triggered the alarm after 3 a.m.
At the same time, Li Jianguo, provoked by Liu Shiyi, broke into Yang Lianting's quarters and started a massacre...