"Right, you're the new big boss!"

  Someone took the lead and the remaining three big bosses also didn't want to lose face, so they opened their mouths to compromise. They had no choice, Tang Don was just too formidable, killing them with a chill.

  Originally more than a dozen master craftsmen, now only three are left, they don't want to end up like those people, becoming corpses lying on the ground.

  The Magicians also retreated, after all, if they died, they would no longer be able to enjoy their current life of luxury.

  "You say fight and we'll fight, you say stop and we'll stop? What am I, a plaything for you?" Tang Dun sneered. "Under the heavens, there's no such cheap thing!"

  The miners looked at the corpses on the ground, their faces slightly pale, and then heard the words of the big worker, their eyes suddenly turned to Tang Dun, filled with envy.

  This young man has only been here for two days and has already climbed to this position, it's really unthinkable. However, he was soon stunned again by Tang Dun's answer.

  "What? Did I hear that right, he actually disagrees?"

  "Being a foreman is already the limit of what a miner can achieve, does he want to be an overseer now?"

  "Don't dream on, the supervisors are all old masters' trusted subordinates, holding down the fort for him at the Knives' Mine. Even the new master, Dofenk, can't handle them. What can a commoner like Tandon do to fight against them?"

  The miners whispered among themselves, feeling that Tang Dun was a bit too arrogant and that it would be best for him to step down.

  "What do you want to do?" The corners of the big workers' mouths twitched, although they hated Tang Don to death in their hearts, but they still put on a smile and used polite language.

  "It depends on your sincerity."

  The other party obviously wants to kill themselves, and Tang Dun will naturally not show mercy. If he lets them go with just a few good words, that would be foolish.

  "Three thousand gold coins!" The three big foremen communicated with each other through eye contact and gestures, quoting a price.

  "Is your life worth only 3,000 gold coins?" Tang Dun smiled and then his face sank, "Without 30,000 gold coins, you can go die!"

  "Where are we going to get so much money?" A big worker had not finished crying, a crossbow arrow suddenly shot over and nailed into his eye socket.

  The remaining mages were scared out of their wits, and in their chaotic retreat, they looked at Jackson, whose eerie laughter made them feel no safer even with their soul shields up.

  Bang! The corpse crashed to the ground, eliciting a burst of screams.

  One was shot dead on the spot. The previously arrogant and domineering mages didn't even dare to fart, let alone speak out against Tang Dong.

  "Pshaw, you think 3,000 gold coins can get rid of our master? Can you be any more naive?" Jackson strung his crossbow and cursed, "Hang them all to death, let everyone know what the consequences are for offending Master Dongton's dignity."

  The ghouls with halos under their feet stepped in unison, ready to continue their slaughter.

  "Thirty thousand gold coins, we're out." The three big foremen shouted anxiously, all of them were about to be tortured to death. How many miners would this huge loss have to squeeze dry to recover?

  Wow, the surrounding miners clamored again, they didn't expect the foremen to be so rich, and then the angry anger that dared not speak out crawled onto their faces.

  "Silence!" Danton thundered.

  The air in front of the building suddenly became still.

  "These 30,000 gold coins will not enter my pocket. I will set it up as a relief fund. If any miner is injured, they can go there for free treatment."

  Dangton shouted out loud, he knew that if he accepted this money, it would absolutely sow the seeds of resentment in the hearts of the miners, and it was better to use it to buy people's hearts.

  "Long live the great leader Chairman Mao!"

  The workers immediately felt relieved and shouted out, the atmosphere reached a boiling point.

  They haven't forgotten that this young man in front of them is a Holy Knight, and even if he gets injured later on, they don't have to worry about not having money for treatment or ending up disabled.

  Mo Dian was very satisfied with these words. Tang Dun considered the problem very thoroughly. Thirty thousand gold coins were a huge sum for others, but they couldn't even fill his teeth gaps.

  In the war space, there were also gold bars taken from the House of Hohenzollern, which filled ten large cargo containers, worth over a billion.

  With Holma's IQ, it had already guessed that Tang Dun was going to start configuring therapeutic drugs. Anyway, they couldn't be sold, so it was better to give them to the miners, killing two birds with one stone.

  "You three, come here!" Tang Dun beckoned to the remaining big workers with a hook of his finger.

  The three unlucky ones who were called out were extremely unwilling, but seeing Jackson about to shoot an arrow, they hurried over and said, "Don't take action, what orders do you have?"

  "I don't care how much property those dead bigwigs have, I just want 50,000 gold coins." Danton hugged a bigwig's shoulder and lowered his voice.

  "Ah, no more than that, 30,000 is our limit." said Da Gongtou, also known as Ku.

  "The 30,000 I mentioned earlier is for the three of you to split." Tong Dun's voice was as cold as the north wind, piercing the spine. "Don't force me to double the 'mental damage fee'."

  Three big men looked at Tangdon's eyes and their faces fell. They nodded and found that Tangdon was not easy to fool.

  "We must act quickly, seize those dead gang leaders' underlings, pry open their mouths and ask where the gold coins are hidden!"

  "Go!"

  Upon hearing Downton's words, the three big foremen were like amnesty, and they ran away without looking back.

  "Really give him 80,000 gold coins?" A big boss was depressed, these family properties, they had been saving for several years.

  "Does he think it's that easy? If you want money, first get past the mine owner and the supervisor."

  "Right, let's drag things out for a bit. I reckon within a week, he'll be done in by those two forces."

  Three big foremen whispered among themselves. Thinking that after Tang Don's death, half of the miners in the mine would fall under their command, they couldn't help but burst out laughing with joy.

  "Master, those three guys are obviously up to no good, why not kill them?" Jackson licked the corner of his mouth, crossbow aimed at the back of Da Gong's head, but didn't wait for the order and ultimately didn't dare to make a sneak attack.

  "Hmph, you think I don't know? Looking at the three people leaving, Tang Don sneered, "The big trouble is yet to come, what if they're forced into a desperate situation and I get hurt?"

  Jackson didn't need to ask, for he saw the miners scatter like they had encountered a snake, quickly making way on both sides.

  A group of overseers wearing black uniforms walked over with an air of superiority.

  "Don't worry, if they don't comply, I'll make them understand what punishment it is to offend me!" Downton glared at the director of works, a robust man with a coarse face and an air of brutality.

  "I'm getting a little impatient." Jackson's bloody gaze wandered.

  The foremen's momentum suddenly stagnated, and the pair of eyes gleaming with green light was like a fierce beast searching for food, as if thinking about which part of their body to bite would be easier.

  "Are you causing trouble?" The foreman who had previously interacted with Tong Dun at the workshop stepped forward and questioned him.

  "Which eye of yours saw me causing trouble?" Tang Don retorted, these guys' overbearing attitude was obviously not benevolent.

  "Listen up, kid. This is Dagger Mine, and we're the overseers." The lead overseer tapped his black baton against the armband on his sleeve. "All miners are under our control. If you don't want to lose out, just listen and obey."

  The foremen had a big fight, and the miners dared to watch the excitement. Now that the supervisor has arrived, they hurriedly left and didn't dare to stay any longer.

  It can be seen that the mine bosses' style is so barbaric and overbearing, in the mines, they control everything of the miners, even including life and death.

  "Oh, what are you going to do?" Tang Don waved his hand, "Jackson, go to the dormitory and bring the magic book, absorb the remaining soul fragments."

  "You think you can become a great boss just by winning some small battles? You also need to pay tribute, 50,000 gold coins per month. If you can't afford it, then don't even think about it."

  When the foreman really had to pay, but didn't need that much, the overseer's eyes widened at the sight of Tang Don's battle axe and magic book, even the armor on the ghouls' bodies, they also wanted them.

  Tang Dun fell silent, pondering whether he should turn against them. Offending a group of foremen was nothing, the key was the attitude of the new master.

  The miners who had walked far away stretched their necks to look around, saw that Tang Dun was no longer as tough as he was just now, and all of them sighed. Indeed, who dared to provoke the power of the foreman?

  "Look at you, so poor, no money is no problem, use those armor and battle-axes to offset the debt, wait until you've raised enough money, then come back to redeem them." The foreman couldn't wait any longer, opened his mouth to demand, even a fool would know that as long as they got their hands on something, it was gone forever.

  "Daydreams are done while sleeping." Tang Don retorted, suddenly realizing that he had no choice. The greedy and murderous looks on the faces of these foremen made it clear that they wouldn't let him off tonight.

  "What? You'd better say it again!"

  "Looking for death!"

  The foremen grasped their clubs and rushed up to beat Tang Don.

  Danton struck out, his fist wrapped in a steel knuckle-duster smashing into the face of an overseer, knocking out half his teeth and sending blood streaming from his nose.

  "Huh? You're actually ordinary people? What makes you think you have the nerve to bother me?" Tong Dun sneered, his blows becoming even heavier.

  Heavy boots kicked fiercely at the supervisor's abdomen and knee, all of those who were hit fell to the ground, wailing incessantly.

  The miners were stunned, they didn't expect Tang Dun to even beat up the foreman, was he tired of living?

  "Halt, you've disrupted the order of the mine! I'll lock you up in a small dark cell for a month to reflect on your actions." The supervisor bellowed, his face so gloomy it seemed to drip with ink. "Go call over the guards, there's been an uprising!"

  The supervisors are not omnipotent, relying on the power in their hands. These people are not all demonics, a large part of them have a close relationship with Duosha, and are actually moles who were planted inside.

  Dofenk had long wanted to eradicate these guys, but their power was intertwined and closely linked. As soon as he revealed a thought, the miners, under the instigation of the supervisor, began to strike, smash and make trouble, forcing him to retreat.

  Affected the mineral output, no need to move more Shafu by hand, Duke Praxido would remove Dofenke, he doesn't need such a waste that can't even do this kind of thing.

  A team of guards wearing armor rushed over, panting, and surrounded Tang Don, their long guns pointing at him.

  "Dangton, you're dead meat! I'll show you what happens when you defy me!" the supervisor bellowed. "Seize him and hang him to death."