Chapter 4 Surprise your master

Dragon's head, sunset, middle man, black hat, pool of blood...... Alexander Chucher!!

Dean opened his eyes suddenly, and a fine cold sweat oozed from his forehead. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Is it another dream?

The nightmare has been with Dean almost every night since.

Taking a deep breath, Dean's emotions slowly calmed down.

As soon as the sky was faintly light, the "prisoners" in Dean's cage were already up. Everyone doesn't seem to be used to sleeping on the wet ground, and the boys who provoked Dean last night don't seem to be sleeping well because of caring for Huck, who has injured his finger.

Bloodshed often occurs in the camp, and injuries can occur from beatings by guards, accidents during labor, and even conflicts between prisoners. For the seriously injured prisoners in the camp, there was only one way to die.

So even though the wound on his right hand was still painful, Huck simply covered it with a dirty sleeve to avoid being "disposed of" by the guards as useless garbage.

And for Dean, who has been using the sky as his bed since he was a child, except for the nightmare that he can't get rid of almost every day, this night is quite ordinary.

At this time, the guards came over.

"Hurry up, you guys are working for the first time today. Give me a little cleverness, otherwise you will feel better! ā€

It seems that the prisoners are going to be sent to work as coolies.

Everyone was taken apart and regrouped at work, and Huck was able to get together with Dean in a good way. Facing Dean who was smiling at him all the way, Huck didn't show too much fear, but just carefully kept his distance from Dean.

Dean didn't care about this "courageous" hapless bastard, and while pretending to tease Huck, he secretly remembered the route and followed the guards to their place of work.

It is a coal-producing mine, and there are countless piles of jet-black coal near each of the mines. Except for a large dense camphor forest on the south side, the other three sides of the mine are bare stones. Dean quietly glanced at the layout of the guards around him, and found that the number of guards here was not large, and they were even more scattered than the guards stationed in the camp.

At the entrance of the mine, everyone took chisels, shovels and other tools.

Dean and Huck were grouped together by four younger teenagers and led down to the mine by two guards. As the guards continued to march deeper into the mine, the air in the mine became thinner and thinner, and the fires used for lighting on both sides became weaker and weaker.

Dean sniffled, it seems that this mine is really deep. The humidity and oxygen thinness like the current one should have dropped to nearly a kilometer or so. According to Dean's understanding, this has reached the maximum depth of existing mining technology.

Along the way, Dean saw many of the sub-tunnels that were unworked, but they didn't look like abandoned mines.

This made him wonder if mining is generally smooth. Why venture down to such a deep location when there are still unexplored mining areas along the way?

The guards at the head of the guard staggered as if they had drunk too much wine. In addition, the mine road is dark and difficult to walk, and everyone's travel speed has become very slow.

Finally, after more than half an hour, they followed the guards to the deepest position, and then everyone took out their tools and prepared to get to work.

What the two guards said before leaving caught Dean's attention: "You guys are new here, this mine also produces purple crystals, and you must hand them in as soon as you dig them." If anyone dares to hide it privately, be careful of your cheap life! ā€

Purple crystals? Dean had never heard of anything like it.

Putting aside the doubts in his heart for a while, Dean tilted his head, smiled at the guard led by him, and asked, "Sir, is this part of the mine area only our group of people working?" ā€

"Could it be that you still want your uncle to help you?" The saber guard at the head sneered.

"That's going to be easy."

After saying these words that made the guards confused, Dean shook his body and instantly bullied himself in front of the sword guard.

The Saber Guard was taken aback, and before he could react, he was brought down by Dean with a headbutt. Then, he kicked another unarmed guard against the mine wall, and the force shook a layer of dust off the top of the mine.

Dean shook his head, looked at the two unconscious fallen guards with some worry, and said to himself, "Isn't it too hard......"

The others, including Huck, jumped back in fright, not to mention whether the dangerous weirdo in front of them would attack them. If other guards outside the mine find out about the situation, they must draw a line with this dangerous person as soon as possible to avoid being implicated.

At this moment, the mine layer is already very deep, and because the air is already very thin, the fire on the rock wall of the mine has become weaker. In the silent mine, only the heavy ** sound of everyone could be heard, and the flickering firelight illuminated Dean's face more and more terrifyingly.

Seeing the frightened crowd, Dean scratched the back of his head helplessly, and then folded his hands in front of his chest and leaned against the mine wall.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to find a Harilan named Shi Qing. Black hair, with three swords, have you ever seen one? ā€

After a moment of hesitation, a thin teenager took a deep breath and responded to Dean tremblingly: "This ...... There is indeed one such person here. ā€

"Oh? So where is he now? ā€

He ...... A few days ago, he had barged in alone and had choked the guards. We thought we had met a savior, knot...... It turns out that he seems to have been caught by Hudson with a friend. After ......"

Before the thin boy could finish speaking, Huck stepped forward and said, "Then the guy put down his weapon, tied his hands, and was kidnapped by Hudson's men, which I saw with my own eyes that day." ā€

"Damn, that guy can't have been killed, right?" Dean slapped his thigh hard, startling several people around him again.

Another slightly obese teenager hurriedly waved his hand after hearing this: "No, no, no, he should still be alive." Hudson had a private arena at the other end of the camp where there were many poodles and bears, and I had been taken by the guards to clean it up the other day. The swordsman was hung upside down from a large tree, and he heard from the guards that he hadn't eaten for five days, and he didn't know how he survived. Not only that, but the swordsman was arranged by Hudson to duel the beast every night, and I think last night's lion's roar came from there. ā€

Hearing the news that Shi Qing was still alive, Dean did not show surprise, but looked a little sad.

He sat on the ground with his butt on his shoulder, and then sighed: "So it was really him who fought with the lion last night!?" Alas, it seems that it was really in vain. ā€

Looking at everyone's strange expressions of fear and doubt, Dean couldn't help but sigh again: "It's quite starving, but I can't recruit him to join the gang just to save food, right?" I'm really worried. Forget it, anyway, you don't have to worry, I'll get you all out. ā€

With that, Dean stood up and stripped off the guard's uniform......

Dean put on the guard's uniform and a small cape with a hood, and asked everyone about the "purple crystal", but everyone didn't know anything about it. It was only known that this purple crystal seemed to be important to Hudson, so a considerable number of the prisoners did not participate in the coal mining work, but were sent to dig the purple crystal in the depths of the various mines.

For the guards of this gang, Dean didn't feel a headache. If he wanted to, he could have just rushed out and knocked them on their backs.

However, now he doesn't have the leisure to do so, not to mention that if he wants to save this group of people unscathed, he needs to make a good plan. Therefore, after Dean lost interest in Shi Qing, he irresponsibly decided to leave this trouble to others.

Dean thought to himself: in a small town not far from here, there should be a patriarchal branch of the local church. When they sneak out, report the situation here to the branch, and then a large number of knights will come to rescue these poor fellows.

Dean put on the guard's uniform and told everyone to stay where they were and wait for him to return. Anyway, before dinner, they don't have to go out at all, and in such a deep position, these lazy guards shouldn't take the initiative to come down and patrol.

Dean put the hood off his uniform and began to walk back.

Dean deliberately slowed down and took the same amount of time to get back to the mine. He slowly tugged his hood forward, covering his face as much as he could. Then, following the example of the saber guard, he staggered out.

The guards all around seemed to be lazy, and once in a while Dean was greeted by a nod. After all, the guards here are not regular soldiers, just some gangsters who are loosely organized. So, Dean had an easy journey.

Dean seemed to be casually patrolling, but in fact he had quietly walked to the southern edge of the mine.

Looking at the dense woods in front of him, Dean sighed, it was not his style to escape cautiously like this. But he was worried that it would cause unnecessary trouble to the hard-working people in the mining area.

Just as Dean was about to take off his hood to catch his breath, a loud shout suddenly came from behind him!

"Stop!"

Dean's heart sank, and his hand holding the hood hovered in midair. Listening to the footsteps of the guy behind him approaching him quickly, Dean silently counted the best time to turn around and fight back.

Who knew that at this time, the guy suddenly laughed and said: "You guy didn't call Lao Tzu when he came out to pee, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" ā€

Dean couldn't laugh or cry, turned around and punched the opponent in the lower abdomen, and put him down directly.

"Rabbit cub, scare your master!"

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