"You untouchables, do you know what this place is? There is courage to make trouble, I want to hang you all!"

Ram's younger brother roared like an angry bull. He was usually used to prestige and blessings. He didn't treat miners as humans at all. M.

"Pig teammates." Downton looked at the fat gyro-like guy and glanced dismissively at the corner of his mouth. This kind of person was only leaning on his brother to take the position of logistics, otherwise he would get out early.

The expressions of the miners have changed, unwilling, depressed, and one after another. After all, in this world, there are only a few people who don’t have self-esteem.

"Don't fight." Harley persuaded, pulled away a few miners, and then lost a healing technique to the chef who had broken several ribs.

I have to say that this guy is a good person.

"Get out." The steward took his short legs and kicked towards the miners around. "I let you get out, didn't you hear?"

"It's your meal cost in the pit?" Downton asked. His words were all purposeful.

The sentence just smashed the restaurant just now will make the neutral miners no longer hostile to him. He wants to stir up the emotions of these people. At that time, as long as they have the tendency to defeat Barnetta, they will definitely step on the ground and step on a few feet. Report the old grudges.

"You garbage, I can make you full, and you should be grateful to me. What attitude is this?" The manager is still beating people, because no one resists, making him feel that his majesty is still there, so he is more arrogant. Too.

These words made the miners clamor.

"What noisy? What are you still doing? Let's go together and beat this guy for me." The manager was tired and pointed to Downton gaspingly.

No one started.

"Manage!" Banetta couldn't stand it anymore. This thing was really stupid and greedy. If it weren't for Ram's brother, he would have been dying.

"And you, go on and kill him." The steward didn't listen at all. The bodyguards he brought wanted to do it, but there were so many people around Downton that they didn't dare to act lightly.

"Your words don't seem to work." Downton mocked deliberately and waved his hand. "What are you waiting for? Smashed the canteen!"

"Haha, who do you think you are? The king? It's really overwhelming." Ram's brother laughed and stared at Downton, as if looking at a clown, and then swept the miners around him with evil eyes, "I think who dares to move? I... eh!"

The manager was dumb, unable to speak anymore, and his eyes changed from fierce to astonished, and then his face was covered with disbelief, because he saw the miners all excitedly lifted their chairs and threw them into the window.

The iron bucket and the dining table seemed to be swept by the typhoon. The smashed cups and plates were messy. Bread, vegetables and broth were spread all over the floor.

"You're looking for death!" The manager rushed to Downton and waved his arm before slapping him.

Downton raised his leg, and his military boots kicked heavily on his calf.

The servant was sore and screamed, thumped and knelt on the ground, just about to order Downton to be killed. The latter's military boots flew up and hit his round face.

Ah, the blood was sprinkled in the business, and the facial features were twisted.

Barnetta was anxious and approached, but was blocked by Arnold and Harley, especially when he punched against the barbarian, and the people were motionless, he stepped back a few steps.

"Damn it, I've run into a hard stubble." Barnetta hesitated and didn't know what to do. One Harley would be difficult to deal with. Now there is another barbarian. As for Downton, it seems to be difficult to deal with.

The miners were stunned to see Downton really smashing the canteen, but at this moment, they really admired him.

Downton's boots rubbed on the keeper a few times and wiped off the blood on the splatter. He didn't need to guess. He also knew that Dofink would not be too happy to get rid of the goods under his feet, so that he could arrange for a credible person to take the position of logistics manager.

You know, this is a fat shortage. The food and drink supplies of tens of thousands of people in the mine are all under his control. Just a little bit of corruption is a big number.

"My brother, you can't delay it. Act according to the plan. If he has an accident, we will all follow the luck." Seeing the luck of the affair, a little brother quickly reminded.

"Did you not see them all afraid?" Barnetta was also depressed. According to the plan, the thorns that were placed next would provoke trouble and develop into a group of racks, and then someone assassinated Downton, but the kid beat him. After Ram’s younger brother, they calmed down.

"Let's go." The kobold, who watched with cold eyes, swallowed the last bite of potato soup, dropped the spoon, stood up, and walked aggressively to Downton.

The other kobolds followed quickly.

"As long as they do it, let's go." Baneta was overjoyed, and the murmur still made the kobold reliable, and then began to wink at the crowd crowded in the crowd.

"Downton, my emperor Polo, you can't eat!" Jinya approached, suddenly picked up a chair, and hit Downton's head fiercely.

Downton's arm flicked and broke the chair. Just about to start, he saw the group of kobolds scattered and hit the miners beside him.

"What kind of nerves do you have?" Downton was unclear, because the gold teeth withdrew and did not continue to make trouble.

Let the kobolds make such a mess, the scene is completely messed up, and the scuffle begins.

"What are you waiting for, get on!" Barnetta grabbed a miner, threw it at Harley, then flew at Downton, and the thief captured the king first.

The thorns whistle, and according to the agreement, swarm to Downton and his party.

The barbarian tried to intercept Barnetta, but was squeezed by the miners and stood unsteady, a step slower.

Downton wanted to crack his tongue, his own miner forces were all pieced together temporarily, there was no fighting power at all, and after an impact, he completely broke up and was surrounded by others.

"Don't do it." Harley tried to control the situation, but to no avail.

Downton had just waved his hand to bless the glory of Gaia's stamina, and Barnetta grinned, striking from the side, and an iron fist went straight to his temple.

"Go away!"

Downton shouted, the giant iron fist blasted out.

boom!

The two fists collided together, and the strength of the anti-shock caused both of them to retreat, but Downton took a few more steps, which made his face look ugly.

A prickly head with short eyes drew a dagger from his arms to sneak down on Dunton, and was cut with a knife to the neck artery and fell down.

"It's worthy of the fifth order of the soul." Downton didn't look at the unlucky ghost on the ground, and kept staring at Barnetta, knowing that he could not beat the other party without the Titan idol.

"What kind of martial arts is this?" Banetta was shocked, even if the barbarian blocked his iron fist. After all, the ranks were high, but why was Downton? He is a third-order soul!

"Damn humanity!" Anno accidentally glanced down at Downton, then angered, and yelled at Banetta. If the employer was injured, he would not get a salary.

This is absolutely intolerable for the barbarian who is about to be reduced to being a robber, so he broke out and the enemies around him were in disarray.

"Master!" Jackson knocked over several miners, walked to Downton, and respectfully presented the magic code.

Downton took it, and the bronze door immediately opened, and the heavily armed ghoul demon servant walked out.

Um, after the blessing of Swift Aura Radiation, the demon servants instantly formed a V-shaped front and launched a charge towards the other's front.

Downton’s miners saw that the demon servants were like a chariot, and they directly crushed the past. The morale was greatly boosted and the water dog was beaten down.

"Enough is enough. Stop it all." Harley shouted, waving a sober halo from the sky, spreading on everyone, trying to calm these guys.

"Useless, hurry up, bless our people with the three-handed magic." Downton knew that Harley was a war order. He saw him spreading aura and blessed the magic to the crowd. The envy is beyond meditation. It's not about offering sacrifices to cheap gods and upgrading your own starting three divine skills.

Jackson played a guerrilla warfare, hiding behind the demon servants, and constantly shooting the magicians with crossbow arrows. Although they could not hurt a few, they were greatly worried, and they dared not let go.

As Harley and Arnold blocked Barnetta and his party, the situation fell to the Downton side. The number of ghouls was small, but all were dressed in heavy clothes. For the miners with only daggers, it was as unshakable as the mountains. There is no way to break through.

"Golden Teeth, what do you mean?" Downton didn't look down on the kobolds, but this guy suddenly shot and made him angry.

Jinya didn't answer, and continued to beat people. He just shot, because he was worried that the two parties would not be able to fight. After all, the chaotic mine is in his interest.

"For the sake of planning, you should die." Jinya is a racist. It hates any heterogeneity. If it is not for the survival of the tribe, it will kill all humans.

"What are you doing? Stop it all, I let you stop it, have you heard it?" The head of the guard led the three hundred guards into the cafeteria.

The boots stepped on the floor and made a dull sound.

"If I don't stop, I will order the murder."

The commander's face was astonished, and he raised his right hand.

The one hundred guards immediately took off their bows and arrows and wound to aim.

The sharp arrows suddenly quieted the cafeteria, and the miners returned to their bosses, leaving only the unlucky ghosts who couldn't really climb, and they lay on the ground and wailed.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that the manager was curled up on the ground with a swollen nose~lightnovelpub.net~ The head of the group was taken aback, and hurried over to condolences.

Several thorns quickly reported.

"Downton, it's you again?" The head was angry, "Come here, get me up and put him in a black jail."

Ten guards rushed out, and they were to detain Downton, but before they approached, they were stopped by the demon servants.

"How? Do you want to violate the law?" The head of the group moved out of the mine law.

"What decree? Besides, if I make a mistake, the master will punish me. What do you count?" Downton yelled back, but his heart was cursed. The ordinary miners were unreliable. When they saw the guards, they were really scared. Chilling.

"Okay, very good, even if it's Doshaf, don't dare to talk to me like this!" The head of the delegation was furious, and he turned down to Dunton. "Kneel down and admit to me wrong, I won't kill you!"

The bows and arrows of the guards aimed at Downton, but were blocked by the demon servants, but the miners didn't look at it that way. They thought that Downton was too big, and actually provoke the head of the guard. RS