"I very much agree with your point of view. The dead cannot speak!"
Holding an oil lamp in one hand and tossing a few stones with the other, Downton strode into the fair as if walking in his own backyard.
"How dare you show up?" Thinking of the last time he was beaten, Cook instinctively felt a little afraid and looked at the man beside him.
"Are you the arrogant Downton?" The man was nearly two meters tall, with muscles all over his body and full of strength.
His name is Cash, and he is the number one red stick thug under the multi-class foreman. Even Os, who is in charge of more than a thousand people, doesn't take him seriously, let alone Downton.
The ore tax is an important source of income for the big foremen, so it cannot be cut off. Duoban will naturally send out capable officers to deter the disobedient miners.
"Stop hitting him, the real owner is here!" Downton threw the stone in his hand, hitting a thug who was beating a henchman with a bloody head.
When the miners saw Downton appear, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and a few 'cronies' came over. Anyway, someone finally stepped in. When Downton was not there, they realized that they were directly facing the big foreman.
The power is so terrifying.
"Boy, you are so crazy!" The thugs left the young miner who was beaten half to death and stood behind Cash. They are not stupid. Downton is a magician. He just needs to say a few harsh words. Fight.
Or leave it to the boss to take action.
"From today on, you will continue to pay your ore tax." Downton's words made the miners into an uproar.
"Foreman, didn't you say you won't hand it over?" A middle-aged miner asked boldly, which aroused a lot of agreement.
"Well, come here, take it!" Downton handed the oil lamp out.
The middle-aged miner trotted over quickly and reached out to catch the oil lamp. As a result, Downton raised his leg and kicked him hard on the stomach with his long military boots.
Bang, the miner fell out, the oil lamp knocked over, and a fire broke out.
The miners who were still whispering immediately shut their mouths and looked at this scene in panic and confusion.
"It seems that I am still too good to you." Downton regretted. Not to mention the big foreman, the mere appearance of a few thugs made the miners afraid to breathe, but they dared to question their own decisions. They were really ignorant.
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Although the miners did not speak, the atmosphere changed. Occasionally they looked at Downton with hatred in his eyes. They felt that he had revealed his true nature and wanted to exploit them.
"Scum!" A young miner couldn't hold back and cursed in a low voice.
"Haha, interesting!" Cash laughed and taunted Downton, "You are such a failure as a foreman."
"You're right, you are scum." Downton ignored Cash, stared at the young miner, and ordered his cronies, "Go and tear his mouth out."
When the cronies saw that Downton was angry, how could they dare to disobey orders? They immediately pounced on him.
The young miner still wanted to resist, but he was knocked to the ground within a few moments. One of the henchmen didn't have any tools at hand, so he picked up a sharp stone and hit him in the mouth.
A shrill scream rang out, and the miner spit out a mouthful of blood. There were also a few yellow teeth mixed in.
Looking at the bloody faces of their colleagues, the miners remained silent, their breathing slowed down, and they shrank their necks, fearing that Downton would notice them and cause trouble.
"Look at you, you are a bunch of trash." Tang Zheng roared, "Why were my people beaten? Not for you? For not paying the ore tax? But what did you do? You actually stood up for you while watching them being beaten.
companion."
Downton walked towards the nearest miners and glanced at them with sharp eyes. The miners lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly at him.
"I want to protect my money, but I don't want to pay sweat and blood. How can there be such a cheap deal in the world? Tell me, I want to do it too."
Downton was angry and kicked him. These grown men didn't even dare to hide. They were as docile as sheep.
"Waste! Waste! Waste! If you don't want to, get up and beat me!" Downton roared, grabbing a miner by the collar and pulling him to his side, "I want you to pay the ore tax, not to those big foremen, but to those big foremen.
It's for the miner whose leg was broken."
The miners were speechless. Their mentality was actually easy to guess. They wanted to protect their own interests, but were timid and afraid of getting into trouble. Even if a few people stepped forward, it was a pity that the force was too bad and they were killed by the big foremen before they could accomplish anything.
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With these examples of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys, the miners are like worker ants, being continuously squeezed.
"Hey, I'm not here to see you teach others a lesson." Kash frowned, "You've got a brain in your head. Why do you care whether these weaklings endure hardship?"
Downton still didn't look at Cash, he left the miner and looked at the thugs behind him, "Whoever did it just now, break a leg to apologize, otherwise if I take action, all your limbs will be left behind.
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"Brother, don't talk nonsense to him. Get rid of him quickly. With this reputation, you might be able to become a foreman." Cook pointed at Downton bitterly and encouraged Cash to take action.
If Downton doesn't die and Cook can't get his position as foreman back, he will have to work as an ordinary miner. That would be even worse than death.
"I'll tell you again, the ore tax will increase to five times starting today, and you won't be able to lose even a copper penny."
Cash glared angrily, thinking that if he didn't fight against the enemy, his reputation would be even greater and his salary would be increased a lot. As for becoming a big foreman, he couldn't even think about it. Just look at Downton's situation.
The next day, the big foremen had united and gathered more than twenty magicians to kill him.
Besides, even if the big foremen are dealt with, there are still mine tyrants and supervisors waiting behind. The power of the Dagger Mine is layer by layer, and it is not just about being able to fight that will lead to success.
"Who do you think you are? If you want taxes, tell Duoban to come here and tell me personally." Downton said disdainfully, "It's just a dog leg, why are you so arrogant?"
"You are looking for death!" Cash was furious and rushed towards Downton.
Downton exerted force on his knees and shot at Kash like a cannonball. No wonder this guy was so confident. Two soul shields popped up on his body, proving that he had the second-level combat power of the soul.
"Arrogant!" Cash saw Downton refusing to dodge and actually charged forward. Feeling that he had been slighted, Cash became furious and punched Downton hard on the head the moment he approached.
Downton clenched his fists and fought with Cash.
Giant Iron Fist.
Click!
The sound of huge fractures echoed in the mine, but it was quickly covered up by screams.
Kash couldn't hit any combos, and he felt that Downton's fist was as hard as iron, like a battering ram, and unstoppable. He stumbled back as he rubbed against it, and the next second, a heartbreaking pain shot up from his fingers.
Come.
"How is that possible?" Looking at the three twisted fingers, Cash was shocked and couldn't figure out why he couldn't even take a punch from Downton.
Downton kicked the ground with his feet, rushed forward, and struck out with another giant iron fist.
This time Kash learned the lesson and flew his soul shield over, blocking him in time.
Bang, the ball shield was opened.
Downton refused to give up and continued to attack fiercely.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Even though Kash had two shields, he still couldn't keep up with Downton's punch frequency. After being opened, he could only block with his hand.
Giant spear!
Downton pointed his fingers like a knife, the magic energy covering his palm, and then shot out with a thrust, hitting Kash's small arm.
Ah. Cash screamed, his arm was broken and bent at ninety degrees.
Several thugs couldn't believe their eyes. Kash was the number one red stick under Doban and had killed no less than a hundred opponents. However, in front of Downton, he retreated steadily and was beaten like a dead dog.
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Cash doesn't know how to use unarmed martial arts, relying on the powerful body of the magic user and rich fighting experience, but this time the opponent is different.
Downton's body alone can completely overwhelm Kash, not to mention his dragon-slaying martial arts. There is really no pressure to crush Kash with his bare hands.
After receiving another heavy punch, Cash had three broken ribs. He was vomiting blood and fell back. He wanted to release his soul talent and summon puppets to help him fight.
Downton sprinted, attacked, and at the same time took a sharp breath and let out a giant roar.
The huge sound echoed in the mine, causing small rocks above their heads to fall. The miners covered their heads, feeling dizzy and tinnitus.
Kashy almost fainted after being hit with a restraining skill in front of him. He was temporarily absent-minded, and the puppet summoning was also interrupted.
Downton punched with both fists. After opening the two shields, he raised a giant iron fist and hit Cash on the chin, causing his jaw to shatter into pieces and blood gushing out from his mouth.
"Death!" Downton reached out, grabbed Cash's floating body after being beaten, pulled it down, and then hit his knee, hitting him in the lumbar spine.
Click!
Cash fell out and let out an earth-shattering scream. His lower body was completely paralyzed, twitching unconsciously, and his urine soaked through his pants and flowed all over the floor.
The air seemed to be frozen, and there was no sound.
Cook rubbed his eyes, his face full of disbelief, and then his legs began to tremble. He really didn't expect that Downton not only knocked over Cash, but also crushed him sideways.
Several thugs clung to the cave wall, trying to walk away.
"Stop them!"
Upon hearing Downton's words, several thugs were so frightened that they ran away.
Downton pulled out the shower dagger from his boot and threw it.
Poof, a thug was stabbed in the thigh, screamed and fell to the ground.
Downton rushed to Cash in a few steps, grabbed him, and threw him as a human stone bullet. He knocked over two more. The others could not escape and were stopped by the miners.
"Foreman, please spare my life!" The thugs begged for mercy with tears and snot on their faces.
"Break all their legs." Downton was too lazy to talk nonsense with them. After getting the shower, he ordered his cronies, "After cleaning up, hang them at the entrance of the tunnel. If anyone dares to come to collect taxes again, this will be the end."
"Long live the foreman!" the cronies cheered.
After asking the miners to take care of his injured comrades, Downton left the tunnel and went to the canteen to eat. At this time, he should appear in the public eye and not let others think that he has shrunk.
"Hmph, I will send you to hell tonight, and everyone who offends us will die!" The big foremen were eating a sumptuous dinner, looking at Downton who was cooking, and showed cruel smiles.
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ps: Continuing with the fourth update, and there are so few monthly tickets. I beg you for your support! (To be continued...)