Several cars drove up in front of Chen Fan and Liang Chao, and then stopped.
The car door opened, and a middle-aged man got out of the car and took everyone to observe the mine. He frowned slightly and looked a little weird.
Because the middle-aged man discovered that after entering this mine, he suddenly felt that the energy in his body could not operate.
It felt like there was a force suppressing the energy in his body.
"This place is so magical." The middle-aged man sighed.
At this time, the man standing behind the middle-aged man asked: "Where is your boss here?"
Liang Chao stood up and frowned slightly: "Who are you? What are you doing with our boss?"
The middle-aged man ignored Liang Chao and kept observing the surrounding terrain.
The man said again: "We are here to buy rough stones."
"Buy rough stones? We don't sell them directly here, so you should go to the jade market and wait." Liang Chao didn't know who the people in front of him were, so he responded immediately.
"Haha, let's go to the jade market and wait? Do you understand the rules? When we buy rough stones, we always buy them from the mines."
Liang Chao wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Chen Fan reaching out.
Chen Fan smiled lightly and said: "If you want to buy it here, it's not impossible, but the price is twice as expensive as outside."
The middle-aged man glanced at Chen Fan with interest: "Boy, no one has ever dared to sit down in front of us and raise a price."
"That's someone else. If you're here, you have to abide by my rules. Otherwise, please leave." Chen Fan spoke without mercy.
The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly: "Sure enough, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers."
Chen Fan didn't speak either.
However, all the temporary miners who were resting in the mine at this time gathered around.
Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man smiled disdainfully, glanced at the men around him, and winked.
Soon, the men around the middle-aged man took a few steps forward and confronted the miners.
"Boy, I advise you to think clearly. Going against us will not end well." The middle-aged man's words were full of threats.
In fact, he wanted to teach Chen Fan a lesson in person, but he couldn't mobilize his energy at all, so he could only let his subordinates take action.
But he didn't know that the energy under his hands was also suppressed by some kind of energy.
"Liang Chao."
"Yes." Liang Chao responded.
Chen Fan asked: "Do you know what it means to close the door and beat the dog?"
Liang Chao was overjoyed: "I know."
"Let's do it." Chen Fan said calmly.
Liang Chao winked at the men at the door.
The door that was originally opened was instantly closed.
"Looking for death." The middle-aged man's men came forward with their men and punched the chest of the absentee in front of him.
Seeing this, I stretched out my hand to pick it up.
"Humph." The man who took action sneered.
In his opinion, if the opponent dares to use his hand to catch his punch, it is simply the same as seeking death.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound.
The next second, the man's face changed instantly.
Because he was shocked to find that Kuang Gong had easily caught his own punch!
The man looked stunned and raised his leg to kick the absentee.
It's a pity that I was already prepared for absenteeism.
Kui Gong raised his leg and kicked the man directly in the lower abdomen.
"Ouch!" A pitiful howl.
The man's figure immediately flew backwards, and then fell to the ground hard, with a look of disbelief on his face.
The middle-aged man's face also became a little ugly.
"Rules? Today I will let you know our rules!"
"superior!"
Liang Chao had already shouted loudly, and immediately, everyone rushed towards the group of people in front of them.
Chen Fan stood aside and watched the show.
Without energy, these cultivators who only focus on cultivation are simply a bunch of waste.
In just a few minutes, the middle-aged man and his group were beaten to a pulp by Liang Chao and his men.
In a matter of moments, these people fell to the ground, each one wailing incessantly.
Chen Fan slowly came to the middle-aged man's side and asked: "My people just came back from selling rough stones. How did you know that the rough stones were produced here?"
The middle-aged man's nose and face were bruised and swollen after being beaten, and now he did not dare to hide anything at all, and said quickly: "I received a text message this morning, saying that you have mined a lot of top-quality jadeite rough here, so I came to this place.
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"This morning?" Chen Fan frowned slightly.
Someone must have leaked the news on purpose.
The first thing Chen Fan thought of was none other than Mr. Zheng yesterday.
Maybe Mr. Zheng wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife, and then he could reap the benefits after the two of them started fighting.
But soon, Chen Fan rejected this idea.
Because not far away, several more cars drove over from the mountain road.
Chen Fan took a closer look and saw that Mr. Zheng from yesterday was sitting in one of the cars.
"Lock them up first." Chen Fan looked at Liang Chao and ordered.
"Yes!" Liang Chao responded.
Chen Fan then ordered someone to open the door and let the vehicles in.
After the middle-aged people were locked in a small dark room, the cars drove directly into the mine.
The car door opened, and Mr. Zheng from yesterday jumped out first.
Then an old man with white hair and a long beard got out of the car. He looked like a fairy.
"Mr. Zheng, I didn't expect that just one day has passed and you are already here." Chen Fan looked at the young man and said.
The young man's face looked a little ugly. How had he ever suffered such injustice in so many years?
The old man's eyes were a little confused at first, and he glanced at the vehicles that had not turned off, and then his eyes fell on Chen Fan: "You must be Mr. Chen."
"Not bad." Chen Fan nodded.
"I am the head of Wan Chao Sect. I came here today to apologize to Mr. Chen." The old man looked at Chen Fan and slightly cupped his hands.
Hearing these words, the young man on the side was immediately dumbfounded and looked at the leader in shock.
The old man said again: "Mr. Chen, our Wanchao Sect is relatively short of funds, and we have never engaged in tyrannical competition. Although these methods are somewhat inappropriate, they are also based on brains, not force."
Chen Fan was also shocked by the old man's words.
The old man cupped his hands towards Chen Fan and said again: "If I have offended you too much before, please forgive me, Mr. Chen."
Chen Fan pondered for a moment and then asked: "Have you told others about this mine?"
"Tell others?" The old man looked at the young man.
"No, I didn't tell anyone." The young man responded quickly.
Seeing that the old man didn't believe it, the young man said again: "I really didn't tell anyone. Even yesterday, it was Zhai Hao who wanted to sell this mine. Someone sent me a text message and I rushed here."
"Someone sent you a text message?" Upon hearing these words, Chen Fan frowned tightly.
He always had a feeling that they all seemed to have been fooled!