Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 529 Release
After an unknown amount of time, Wang Yougong saw several people who had been dragged away by the Control Bureau before coming back, holding those people's heads in their hands.

The faces of those heads were filled with fear, but they could not do anything except frowning and opening and closing their mouths. They saw the gang throwing these heads into the pile of human heads like garbage and mixing them together.

They picked up a few more heads and walked back, going back and forth several times. When they came out again, the bodies had changed their owners. Those dozens of people walked into the team with bodies with nervous expressions, looked back at the pile of heads where they had been, and immediately turned their backs and didn't look at them anymore.

"They... they are not good people at all."

Wang Yougong heard a soft murmur coming from beside him. He turned his head and saw Zhang Xue, with whom he had just talked, staring at the ground with a dull look and an expression that was almost desperate.

"We can't do anything about it! This is like a war. There will always be casualties in a war. Lord Xia Shou's approach is the best we can do. Is there any other way?" Wang Yougong forced a smile and explained to Zhang Xue in a low voice.

Zhang Xue raised her head and looked at him in surprise with eyes wide open, her eyes full of fear.

Her look made Wang Yougong panic. Wang Yougong nervously scanned the surroundings. Seeing that there was no one from the Control Bureau, he quickly said to Zhang Xue: "Don't say such things! Do you want to be transported away too? It's better to stay here than to go to that evil cult."

At this time, not far away, No. 102 came over and said to all the remaining people: "Xia Shou's words are not pleasant to hear, but we have encountered this kind of situation many times in our work. We can't save everyone, we can only save as many as possible."

After that, No. 102 pointed to the pile of human heads behind them and said to Wang Yougong and the people around him, "Pack up all these heads and transport them to the street we were on before."

Wang Yougong blinked blankly and turned to look at the pile of heads.

He saw faces of fear, confused faces, and completely numb faces, as well as faces that were squeezed together, going crazy because of the crowded environment, and biting the heads of other people around them.

They want to transport them?

"Don't look at it. They have finally stayed here, so they should be of some use. This is also for their own good. Those who are sent away may not suffer miserably. Maybe you will suffer more in the end. As long as they listen to the funeral home, they may not be tortured." No. 102 said coldly.

Hearing this, some people were stunned and looked at No. 102 in confusion.

No. 102 glanced at everyone coldly and said, "This is reality. You have no choice, and neither do we. Even if you are all ordinary people with kind hearts, after being tortured by the funeral home, you will all become slaves who obey their orders.

People like you who are of no help and will become enemy combat force if caught by the enemy, if other people are in charge, they will definitely help you all to be rescued, which is good for both of us.

Maybe we will become enemies soon, but even if that happens, we still won’t kill you now because you are all innocent.”

No. 102 waved his hand, signaling them to take the pile of heads away.

It wasn't until someone around him started to move that Wang Yougong reacted and numbly put the head back into the box.

At the top of the pile of heads, Wang Yougong saw the head of the old man who had just stood next to him. He opened his mouth wide, as if shouting something, and the muscles in his throat were contracting as he "shouted" in vain.

……

……

"Has Ke Zitong not come back yet?"

A man with skin as white as snow paper asked. On his cheeks were black tattoos with two lines of poetry written vertically.

On the left face is a line that reads "Ghosts in autumn graves sing Bao family poems, their blood of hatred has been buried in the green earth for a thousand years."

The sentence on the right face reads "Calling the stars to summon ghosts to enjoy the cups and plates, the mountain ghosts eat when people are chilled."

"Master, do you want me to go and take a look?" the girl beside the man asked.

Song Jianshou looked at the rubbing of the text in his hand and sighed: "Nothing will happen, I hope."

"Senior can open the field, nothing will happen." The girl replied.

"But it's been so long and the ghost car hasn't arrived yet. Half a day has passed. If it weren't for that person who played with fire, I would have asked someone else to go and check out the situation. But we don't have enough manpower. Do I have to go and see it myself?" Song Jianshou sighed again.

"So I said I'd go take a look." The girl reminded softly. Song Jianshou bit his nails, frowned, and thought to himself, as if he hadn't heard her.

After a while, he stood up and said, "Come with me and take a look."

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……

Wang Yougong and others dragged the box and walked back along the same path they had taken. Along the way, he kept thinking about one thing.

Do we really need to send these people back to that street? Wouldn't it be easy for the funeral home to find them?
Although everyone else was disgusted by what Xia Shou said, Wang Yougong didn't think so. Although a few minutes ago he still felt that there was something wrong with doing so, he has now figured it out. There is nothing perfect in the world, just like in a war, there will always be casualties.

Instead of sending these people to the funeral home, it would be better to just dump them somewhere randomly. This way, at least they won't be easily found, and they won't become Lord Xia Shou's enemy.

Now that his thoughts were sorted out, Wang Yougong felt that Xia Shou was too kind.

This is a battle between good and evil, a matter of life and death.

This thought kept lingering in Wang Yougong's mind, but the other people who were dragging the boxes with him were discussing something else.

"Damn it! These people with super powers don't even treat us as human beings! Did you hear that? Even if we go back, our bodies are still in the funeral home and we will still be tortured. By then, our lives will be worse than death, which is even worse than now."

"I think... why don't we just go to the funeral home!"

"What are you talking about! They have harmed us to this point, so why should we surrender to them?!" one person said angrily.

"Then what do you say we should do? Can you bear that kind of torture? Didn't you see it just now? You are so courageous, why didn't you let Xia Shou kill you just now!"

"..."

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent, and no one spoke for several minutes. After an unknown amount of time, the man who had just said he wanted to seek refuge at the funeral home spoke again:

“On the way here, I thought about it, and what Xia Shou said is absolutely right, ordinary people like us have no choice.

Either die, or suffer excruciating pain, or work for a funeral home.

Do you think I want to join them?

Given a choice, who would want to be that kind of scumbag?
But do we have a choice? Ask yourself, who among you can bear that kind of pain? "

Everyone was silent. The fear of pure physical pain overwhelmed the remaining morality in their hearts.

Wang Yougong remained silent and cursed these people one by one in his heart.

What a bunch of spineless people! They actually wanted to betray Xia Shou and join the beasts who kidnapped them!
These people really have no ambition left.

But it was not easy for him to say such things directly now. After all, there were many of them, and if he said it now, he might be beaten up.

It’s better to report them after you get back.

They walked and thought for an unknown amount of time, and finally, the person in front stopped.

"arrive."

They finally returned to the same street.

(End of this chapter)