Chapter 10 Mine Hegemony 1

In the dim mine, it is impossible to judge day and night. Compared with the previous three-month slave life of whipping, torture and food-free every day, after becoming a mining slave, although the living environment has not changed, it has enough diet and no longer suffers all day and night without whipping and scolding. This is already unfortunate. Fortunately.

Compared by the two, one in the sky and the other in the ground are really different.

Kowloon slowly opened his eyes, and his sharp eyes easily penetrated through the dark. Not far away, Taro Mountain struggled to wave a huge hammer. He did not hit the black iron ore, but exercise his body.

Kowloon completely taught Rockus's "Red Flame Decision" to Taro Mountain. The smart and studious Taro Mountain really lived up to Kowloon's intentions, Kowloon. According to the various exercise methods on the earth and the previous training mode of Crosas, a series of exercise methods have been specially formulated for Taro Mountain, which are surprisingly effective.

"Twenty days have passed!" Jiulong muttered softly, looked at the exercise of Taro Mountain not far away, nodded slightly, and said slowly, "If it goes on like this, Taro Mountain will soon become a first-class warrior, and then he will have the ability to protect himself."

Suddenly, Jiulong raised his eyebrows gently, and there was a little impatience on his face. In his mind, a man shook and approached quickly. He didn't think about it. It must be an annoying Plai.

Sure enough, within a few minutes, the dusty Plai galloped over and stood in the distance and looked breathlessly, with an anxious look on his face, but the cunning eyes revealed that he was not really anxious, but fierce and gloomy.

"What's the matter? Is it the one who doesn't have long eyes to challenge again!" Kowloon's voice was majestic and sonorous as steel, and many days of slave life actually made Kowloon's character a little violent.

"Old... big, it's Markov. Over this period of time, he has controlled a large number of mining slaves, deprived a large amount of food, and secretly wiped out Lima. Now he is finally energetic and is coming to our side. Boss, what should we do now?"

"Marcov?" Jiulong frowned when he heard this. In the past, the challenges were all single-handed, sometimes in groups of three or five, but there was no such a large-scale attack. If there were too many ants, they could bite the elephant to death. It seemed that he really had to fight hard today, but Jiulong was not afraid, because such a long battle made him know that fighting was cultivation. Only when you apply what you have learned can you achieve success.

"What's the beginning of Markov!" Jiulong slowly stood up, with a low voice mixed with a little violence. The long-term depression distorted Jiulong's character. The sunny boy on the earth had passed away and was replaced by a decisive, majestic and dare-to-do brave man.

"Markov is an Omar man who has recently entered the mine. He is highly cultivated. According to his younger brothers, he does not do his best every time he fights. He is likely to be a five-level warrior!"

"Oh?" Jiulong became interested this time. The corners of his mouth were bent and raised, outlining an evil smile. He gently licked his lips, and his eyes flashed with imperceptible excitement. After this period of battle, the fourth-level warrior was already like an ant-fly in his eyes. What he wants to challenge now is a fifth-level warrior, and he can only sweat again. Fighting can make him understand the higher level and successfully step into the threshold of five-level warriors.

Jiulong's big hand made a soft sound, and the hot flame rose, mixed with a little gold. With a brush, he pulled out the steel knife inserted beside him. His eyes narrowed slightly, and the sharp lightning made people shudder. The faint voice came, "He Where are we now? Take me to the meeting!"

"Yes, boss!" Hearing this, Pulai was overjoyed. He nodded and bowed to make way for Jiulong. He watched Jiulong take the lead in front. His dead face smiled gloomyly and followed him.

"Tarot Mountain, train well here. Big brother will come as soon as he goes. Don't run around. Do you hear me!" As Jiulong walked, he did not forget to tell Taro Mountain to practice hard. In the past 20 days, the two have been dependent on each other and have long developed feelings. Now there is a difficult battle in Kowloon. Before leaving, Jiulong naturally has to tell him.

"It's the big brother!" Taro Mountain sweated like rain, stopped the movement of swinging the hammer, smiled brightly, and readily agreed. After witnessing Jiulong's departure, Taro Mountain came to his senses and continued to swing the hammer. "Chiyan Jue" is a first-class and profound secret book on the mainland. Coupled with the hard training of Taro Mountain, now he has got rid of his weak body, and a hundred catties of big hammer can swing 70 or 80 times, which is a great progress.

Tarot Mountain muttered to himself while hammering, "One day, I will become a powerful figure like my big brother!"

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"Gorden, you led a group of people to rush up and split the arrogant and domineering boy alive!" Markov was short, but strong as a bull, with bare hands and a gloomy look. His beard trembled, and Marco's vicious and treacherous voice came from the dark veins.

"Big boss!" As soon as Gordon heard this, his legs trembled. What kind of person is he? He is a third-level martial artist. He can't even stand out of his fighting spirit. How can he withstand the prestigious Kowloon? But he dare not disouf's orders. If he is not careful, Marco can easily pinch him to death like an ant.

"Why don't you go? Didn't you swear to be loyal to me!" Markov stared at the hesitant Gordon, suddenly shouted, and his long beard trembled, which made him tremble fiercely.

"Yes!" Gordon looked quite firm. Since he can't escape, he should face the reality.

Kowloon narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the 50 or 60 people in front of him indifferently. Although they were dressed in shabby clothes, there were several strong, tall and burly men with fierce faces. At first glance, they were all murderous butchers. Kowloon's eyes sparkled. For these people, there was nothing Without mercy, in such an environment, kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself. Only one kill is the real king.

"Rang——"

A metal trembling sound, and the crisp sound of a knife made everyone slightly distracted. This knife was the only steel knife in the mine. Previously, it was managed by the fierce and violent Chartres. Chartres were killed, and naturally became the trophies of Kowloon. Killing here and possessing a weapon is to seize the time and earth. Li.

"Which one is Markov, there is a fight!" Kowloon's voice was very loud and spread vastly, mixed with the magnificent fighting spirit, which made people's eardrums hurt.

Marcof, with a beard, suddenly took action, clamped Gordon's shoulder, pinched and creaked. The painful Gordon grinned, and a slightly angry voice came, "Go quickly!"

Yes! Yes!" Gordon nodded fiercely. Suddenly, he waved his hand and shouted loudly, "Brothers, kill with me and kill this ignorant boy!"

As soon as Gordon's voice fell, he was suddenly pushed out by Markov, like an arrow away from the string, approaching Kowloon. Immediately after that, several crazy slaves followed Gordon to raise their sledgehammers and wooden sticks to meet him.

Kowloon saw that the person who shot crazily turned out to be a third-level martial artist. His eyebrows raised and his brain was running at a high speed. Could it be Marco's deception? However, immediately after that, he denied such speculation that Jiulong's keen perception ability was. He would know everything about everything in his hand, and he would appear in his heart.

Wan——

The fire light surged, and the light of the knife suddenly appeared. A shocking fire color tore the air, and split it in response to the sound. A knife fell, and the firelight stopped. The sharp blade silently emitted bursts of cold air, making people couldn't help but feel the cold back.

The tip of the knife was just facing Gordon, who stopped in front of Jiulong. Gordon's eyes gently stirred, his throat squirmed, making a grunting sound, and his body trembled a little. With a bang, the hammer fell to the ground and hit his feet firmly, but Gordon looked as if he didn't know, and his frightened eyes stared blankly. The tip of the knife against his throat knot.

"Gordon!" Suddenly, Marco's eyes were sharp and he had seen that Gordon looked frightened. He didn't want to fight directly with Kowloon. Sitting on the mountain and watching tigers was his common trick, and it was the best way to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

With the sound of "Gordner" drinking, Gordoner's conditioned reflex generally protruded out his front paw, and the fighting spirit in his body ran crazily, trying to resist Kowloon's deadly knife, but how could his speed be comparable to Kowloon.

Stabbed——

The knife light suddenly appeared, and Gordon looked frightened and watched the knife light in front of him magnify infinitely until he extinguished his consciousness.

kill——

I don't know who shouted, and the chaotic slaves rose up one after another, as if they were subject to a spell. They began to attack Kowloon desperately. The loud momentum was like a torrent, which could break down all defense lines.

"Stop it all!" Jiulong cut Gordon with a knife, suddenly shouted, and stopped all the slaves. Then came Kowloon's angry voice, "The ants are still alive. You don't want to kill yourself. You really think that I, Jiulong, dares not kill!"

Shi Potian was shocked. In one word, all the slaves looked frightened. Looking at Gordon lying in the pool of blood, their hearts cooled from the front to the back, and then from the back to the front.

"Bear Markov, come out!" Jiulong's long knife pointed forward and shouted loudly. On the spot, the slaves made way for Kowloon one after another. The end of the road was full of shock and the angry Markov. The two looked at each other, saved a little sparks, and the war was imminent...