After work and meal time in the afternoon, lightning and thunder sounded again.
Nian Gao, who was eating, was startled and coughed from the soup in his mouth: "So, on purpose."
Deliberately when the slaves could sit down to rest and eat, thunder and lightning would come to prevent the slaves from having a good meal with peace of mind.
When Lao Liu and Wang Qiao heard the sound of cannonballs outside, they lost their minds to eat.
Baoye reassured them: "Don't worry, the master has set up a barrier on the construction site, and lightning can't come in."
Wang Qiao sighed: "If we can't hit us, we will hit other places, even our relatives."
Hearing this, Bao Ye looked out at the clear sky with lightning bolts, and began to worry about his adoptive father. He didn't know how the situation in the senior slave dormitory in Nancheng was. Although his adoptive father would live for more than 20 years, he was still worried that he would pass the time. Getting here has brought changes to this time and space.
After the meal, when the deacon came to take them back to the slave tent, the thunder and lightning had not stopped, but everyone had to get into the car and go back with the deacon.
According to the past, when passing by the river, the slaves were asked to take a bath in the river, but in such a dangerous situation, not to mention the slaves dared to go into the river to take a bath, and even the motorcade did not dare to stop.
"Ah-" someone suddenly screamed.
The slaves who were standing silently in the carriage quickly looked out. A senior slave fell to the ground, and small holes were blown out behind him running all the way.
The high-level slave endured the pain, quickly got up and ran away. Immediately afterwards, a thick fist of lightning struck the place where he had just fallen to the ground. After that, no matter where he ran, the lightning struck wherever he went.
The slaves of the big truck exclaimed and broke into a cold sweat for him.
"If the lightning strikes don't hit him, it won't stop. This senior slave is dead."
Bao Ye frowned when he heard this.
"Save me, save me." The senior slave shouted anxiously to Baoye's team while running towards Baoye.
Most of the slaves in the truck looked panicked and shouted anxiously: "Don't come here, don't come here, you will kill us."
If the senior slaves came, they would also be implicated.
A small number of slaves are silent, but their hearts are struggling to save people.
Bao Ye glanced at them lightly, and he couldn't blame the slaves for being cruel. If they saved people, they would be the ones who died.
The slaves' unwillingness to save made the senior slaves particularly chilling and desperate, and they were unwilling to die like this. Their mentality began to distort, and they became evil.
Bao Ye, who was thinking about whether to save people or not, saw the senior slave grit his teeth and used all his strength to run towards them.
A slave cried out in fear: "He wants us to die with him."
As the words fell, there was a bang, the sound of gunshots, and the senior slave stumbled to the ground.
Bao Ye was startled and saw the driver in the big truck behind him pointing a gun at the senior slave.
Before the other slaves could breathe a sigh of relief, a huge lightning strike from the sky slammed down and hit the senior slaves.
A loud bang.
The dazzling light and flying debris, as well as the shock wave and deafening bombing sound caused by the bombing, made Baoye and the slaves quickly cover their ears and close their eyes.
It took a few seconds for the shock wave to stop.
Everyone scrambled to open their eyes and saw that the place where the senior slave fell was blasted into a 10-meter-wide pit, and he was speechless for a long time.
Bao Ye saw the cruelty of the gods again, and couldn't help but redden his eyes.
The big truck continued to move forward, and when it was about to set up the shed, someone muttered: "Fortunately..."
Fortunately, no senior slaves were allowed to come over, otherwise, their entire team would be implicated.