
It was worth knowing that the slave workers in the mine all had cultivation bases in their bodies, but they were only in the Transcedent Level range. Thus, no one could shake the Black Iron Mine. Moreover, Jansen's skill had completely explained his true strength!
On the side, Gracia was also slightly smiling. He knew that Jansen had a way of dealing with this.
Juan who was in the crowd, in his heart he was very surprised.
A few days ago, wasn't this person sickly and in need of help walking?
Why now could he be this violent!
"I can't see the difference. Wouldn't you rather give me a hint?"
At this moment, Jansen looked back at Ferry. With a great grip of his hand, the tall and burly Ferry lifted him up like a little rabbit.
Both Ferry legs hanging. He tried to get himself out of Jansen's hands in vain.
"Mine Chief, I-I know I was wrong. Please forgive me!"
He begged for mercy endlessly.
Bruk!
Jansen slammed him to the ground, causing the entire Ferry bone to fall apart.
His nose and mouth are bleeding. He screamed in horror, after which he fainted.
This cruel hand so shocked the people that they all fell silent.
Jansen looked at everyone and said indifferently, "Now, who else would want me to check the ore?"
Everyone's quiet!
In the Hidden Sect, strong people would be respected. The strong lead!
"What about you!"
Jansen looked back at all the mine chiefs.
"We will all listen to the words of the Head of Mine!"
All the mine chiefs really did not trust Jansen's strength. How dare they fight it.
In fact, even Gracia did not believe in Jansen's strength either. He only felt that compared to him, Jansen was stronger.
He secretly admired her. After all, he practiced cultivation in the Hidden Sect, while Jansen practiced cultivation in the Secular world. However, Jansen's cultivation speed was faster than him, looking like an abnormal person.
"The time of delivery of the mines is approaching. I hope you guys didn't make a mistake. Otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!"
With his arrival, Jansen spoke while looking at everyone.
No one dared to speak, not even anyone dared to look Jansen in the eyes.
In the middle of the crowd, Juan was agitated. This guy is not a sick cat. He spoke and acted quickly and decisively. If they fight it, they will be killed. He was clearly someone tough.
"Of course, if you work obediently, I can check your illness unconditionally!"
At this time, Jansen again said, "I see you guys have been mining all year and have accumulated a lot of diseases. If anyone wants to see a doctor, go find me!"
"I, lately my legs have been hurting a lot!"
"Last time mining, I hit my hand and now it's still festering. Already using any medicine did not improve either!"
"My body is weak!"
All the miners one by one opened his mouth. Everyone who works as a miner, who's not diseased? Everyone has it.
"You have rheumatism. I gave you acupuncture!"
"When mining, you touch certain ores that have radiation. The wound on your hand does not heal. Try to stay away from that ore!"
"Loose body, stop masturbating!"
Jansen examined the patient very quickly. In a short period of time, he had taken the hearts of many people.
Gracia was secretly envious. Good medical skills as well. Wherever he went, he could get along easily.
Please note, Dongdong Island is very chaotic. Even the disciples of the Wan'an Sect who arrived here took months to adjust.
Jansen takes less than a day.
It's a combination of kindness and strength, the result is very good.
"Oh no, Mine Chief, the mine has come back haunted, there are dead people!"
Just then, someone came running from the distance with a panicked face.
As soon as his voice sounded, the faces of the slave workers around changed drastically and the desire to work was gone.
Under these conditions, it would undoubtedly be very difficult to deliver the mine on time.
However, Jansen's goal is to find the troublemaker. Moreover, he could not waste too much time. Now something happened, according to his wishes!
"Bring me to see it!"
Jansen yelling.
"This is?"
The worker slave who had just run, did not know who Jansen was.
"He is the new head of the mine. Get him!"
A Chief of Mine came running and kicked the worker's slave's butt.
"Mine Head!"
The worker slave looked at Jansen nervously then quickly led the way.
Everyone followed him. Although they were in the cultivation of the Hidden Sect, but they still worshipped ghosts and gods. In fact, let alone them, even the Inner Sect disciples and Outer Sects were like this as well. The last time they went to the Cloud Palace, everything was explained.
"Uncle Yoga is dead!"
"He died horribly. It seemed like he had seen something terrible!"
"This mine can't be dug!"
Before Jansen and the others came, from afar there was already a sound of panic.
It was seen that a large number of slave workers were swarming in front of a mine cave. Everyone is feeling restless.
"Get aside, the Head of the Mine has come!"
Someone shouted and the crowd got out. Then they all looked at Jansen. Looking at Jansen who was very young, they were shocked.
Jansen looked at everyone and asked, "Who's dead?"
"The Head of Mine, who died was Uncle Yoga. He had provoked the sect then was punished to work as a slave. He has been mining here for eight years!" said a one-handed slave worker who ran over.
Jansen glanced at him and then looked towards the mine. He saw an old man aged fifty to sixty lying there with a pale face. He's been dead a long time.
In his heart he was quietly wailing. The people of Jianghu World all yearned for the Hidden Sect, but they did not know that the Hidden Sect was much more ruthless than Jianghu World and the Secular world.
This old man is old. Since he offended someone, he was sentenced to work here for eight years, he was like imprisoned.
"Jansen, can you estimate how this man died?"
Gracia also came to him.
"Let me see!"
Jansen crouched next to the corpse. His sensitivity swept over and discovered that this person had evil spirit energy. He was killed by something dirty.
"The Head of the Mine, in the mine there are still many human heads. After digging up those heads, many of us died. This mine is completely unexcavable!"
The one-armed boy shouted again. He was so scared.
Gracia's face turned cold. The delivery time for the mines is approaching and this man is talking nonsense and spreading rumors. In that case, how would the slave workers want to mine?
Jansen suddenly smiled, "Don't worry, he wasn't killed by a ghost. He died of poisoning!"
"Poisseurment? This, this is impossible!"
The one-armed slave worker was somewhat in disbelief.
"If the Head of the Mine says that this is poisoning, then this is poisoning. Could it be that you understand more than him?" reprimand Gracia reprimanding. He did not know whether this person had accidentally or indeed deliberately messed with people's feelings.
"Yes, yeah, yeah!"
The one-armed slave hurriedly said to him and said, "In the mine there are many human heads. If we don't solve this problem, we won't be able to dig a mine!"
Jansen stood up and walked into the mine cave. He saw many round stones like lumps of mud lying on the ground. From a distance, it looks like a human head.
Moreover, the mine was cold and gloomy. Once entered it feels very uncomfortable.
Jansen's divine consciousness swept over and felt something dirty in the corner of the mine. It was the energy of evil spirits. It looks like this creature is planning something.
In addition, the evil spirit energy was also looking at Jansen. His pale face smiled strangely. He clearly thought that Jansen could not see him.
The growth of the evil spirit energy took a long time, except as one encountered in the palace house, someone in particular had planned it.
Jansen had no idea who was eyeing the Wan'an Sect, nor was he interested in knowing about it. His current mission is to find the troublemaker.
"Mine Chief, have you seen a ghost?"
At this time, the voice of the one-armed man again sounded from outside the cave.
This frightened-looking sentence actually spread rumors.