In the next few days, everything was quiet. The gypsy gangster seemed to have no intention of taking revenge. Even when he saw Mu Shaoan from afar, he immediately avoided it, with only his eyes very vicious.

Mu Shaoan didn't care. Until the fifth day, he walked out of the mine and felt a little different immediately, because the entire mine suddenly became several times lively. He even immediately sensed in the crowd that some strangers were very strong and had already surpassed the scope of ordinary people.

The most important thing is that he felt a deep hostility and murderous aura.

The first thing to be affected were the five black and thin Vietnamese standing dozens of meters away. Their eyes looked like poisonous snakes. Behind them, the dozen Vietnamese who were initially robbed by Mu Shaoan were staring at Mu Shaoan arrogantly.

Yes, reinforcements are coming, they are quite powerful. The strength of the five Vietnamese should be above level D. Thinking about it, I know that the mysterious organization has been developing this mine for decades, so there should be still many ‘masters’ accumulated with attribute cards.

This is the first Vietnamese. There are more than a hundred people on the left, surrounded by more than a dozen men and women with extraordinary temperaments and cold expressions. They are also yellow people and look very cold.

More than a hundred meters away on the right, there were also a group of niggers with small braids licking their tongues with small knives, looking sinister. When Mu Shaoan looked at him, he looked like he was looking at a delicious barbecue.

Opposite these little braided niggers are more than thirty guys wearing black clothes and black masks, Middle Eastern terrorist styles, and their weapons are all Damascus scimitars, which are also murderous.

However, these small gangs of different origins seem to be just supporting roles, because three hundred meters away from the exit of the mine, there is a man wearing a half-old top hat covering most of his face, putting his hands in his pockets, and posing in a classic axe gang leader.

Well, I forgot that there were really two cold axes on his waist.

It seems that he is alone, and he is the coquettish person present.

However, this must be considered that there are 200 murderous men thirty meters behind him.

Mu Shaoan looked at the formation and was a little confused, but he could be sure of one thing, so he shouted to the 'Axe Gang leader': "Bitch, your father called you back to have a meal!"

That's right, this slutty young man is Lord Long, the one Mu Shaoan was looking for at the beginning. The online name is Bitch Forget. It seems that this guy is indeed a slutty guy, and he actually made this show.

However, the words Mu Shaoan shouted had no effect, and no one even looked at the bitch more. Everyone's eyes still fell on him, and the otaku Lord Long still maintained the shape of the leader of the Axe Gang.

It was not until ten seconds later that a sneer sounded like a ghost. Lord Long slowly took off his hat. He looked at his figure and face outline. Mu Shaoan was sure that he was very similar to the landlord Lao Long, but at this moment he suddenly realized that the person in front of him was the landlord Lao Long, which was simply vivid.

After a second of surprise, Mu Shaoan suddenly realized that this was not the landlord Lao Long, but his son Lord Long, who was so old that he was exactly the same as his father.

"Damn timeline! Oh no, I actually forgot this. It seems that my previous inference has made a huge mistake."

Mu Shaoan just thought of this, but when he saw the 'Lord Long' opposite side, he squinted his eyes and said coldly: "Who are you? How do you know the name of my grandfather?"

"What? You are the bitch forgotten grandson, Lao Long's great-grandson!"

Mu Shaoan was completely shocked. To put it this way, in the real society, Lord Long, that is, the bitch, has been missing for less than a month, but in the current world, his grandson is already in his fifties, but their family's genes are still so strong.

Various thoughts flashed through my mind, and then Mu Shaoan smiled bitterly, "Damn it, the mysterious organization adjusted the timeline so quickly, this is taking human life and trying hard to squeeze human power to mine for them."

Yes, that's right.

Compared with this black mine that accelerates the timeline crushing, the black mine in the real world is simply not worth mentioning.

In the real world, in order to exploit the surplus value of workers, capitalists force workers to work for 16 or even 18 hours a day.

But that's really nothing.

In this black mine that accelerates the timeline, it only takes one day to produce ore that can only be obtained in the real world for a year.

It can produce materials that can only be produced in the real world for hundreds of years in one month.

This is very scary.

But what's worse is that the workers in this black mine can't feel it at all. They can even follow the eight-hour work schedule every day, get married and have children, and drink some wine without any trouble, but they don't know that their long life is just a moment in the eyes of others.

So hooligans are not scary, they are afraid that hooligans are educated.

No wonder Mu Shaoan always felt that the situation in this mine was a bit loose. The mysterious organization of love didn't bother to play with ordinary supervisory methods. This level is very high.

However, in this case, one month is equivalent to 100 years. If the timeline is adjusted so high, the consequences will be very serious unless the mine here is a controllable copy.

But this copy is really rooted on the real planet Cybertron, which is interesting.

Catching humans in the real world to make dungeons, and crazily exploiting them, this mysterious organization is really arrogant.

"External, answer me!"

At this time, the bitch who forgot his grandson shouted coldly again.

Mu Shaoan also instantly understood why the gangsters in the entire mine came to watch him strongly. In his relationship, he was an outsider.

That's right, at first he thought that the mysterious organization was constantly immigrating, so his appearance was not so eye-catching. As a result, people actually played a copy of the timeline. So theoretically, for these people in the mine, he was definitely the first stranger to appear here in decades. How could this not be taken seriously?

As soon as he thought about this, Mu Shaoan no longer wanted to teach these gangsters a lesson. In a sense, they were also quite sad.

So he raised a finger and said lightly: "First, I come from the earth, I believe you are not unfamiliar with this place at all; Second, I came here by an accident, you can understand that I accidentally broke into an alien planet; Third, I think we don't need to be hostile, maybe I can give you some help you need, and you can also answer many questions for me; Fourth, I want to meet the real ruler of this mine, or the leader, or the supervisor, how about it? Peace helps development, right?"

As soon as Mu Shaoan finished speaking, he heard someone laughing loudly, and then many people laughed wildly with unknown reasons, as if it was so funny.

Until the bitch forgot grandson waved his hand, the scene suddenly became quiet, and then he raised his chin and said proudly:

"Sorry, the person you want to meet is me, this mine is mine. Starting from my father, my family is the owner of this mine. Everyone here needs to pay taxes to me, and everyone must respect me and surrender to me. Is there any problem?"

Mu Shaoan was stunned, then shook his head and said, "You are not, what I want to see is them, the group of people patrolling the fort."

There was a dead silence around again, and then a few seconds later everyone laughed wildly, as if they heard some funny jokes. Someone even shouted: "This foreigner is a fool. He doesn't know what a mirage is. What you see now is all phantoms. You think they are close to you, but in fact they don't exist at all. In fact, even the most powerful sunset warrior among us, the Great Sunset Warrior, the Third Emperor of the Kuangzong, he once crossed the river north, the Wangyang east, the Huangsha south, the Kunlun west, and even the end of this world, he could not find the real existence of these mirages. Can you be more powerful than the Third Emperor of the Kuangzong?"

Cooperating with this statement, the bitch forgot grandson raised his chin again, and it was indeed extraordinary.

However, if Mu Shaoan was a little hesitant just now, then he can basically confirm that he is in a mine copy.

That mysterious organization must have more than just this mine copy. It is simply imagine how many resources they plunder from these mine copies every year, and where are these massive resources applied?

Mu Shaoan couldn't help but think of the millions of mechanical army he had seen in the deep-sea base before.

"Okay, I'm a fool, but I have one last question, where did the ore you mine go?"

Mu Shaoan just asked this question, but he felt it was inappropriate, because the next moment he saw everyone looking at him with an idiot expression.

And the bitch forgotten grandson coughed at this time, stretched out his right hand and said loudly as if he was stroking the sky:

"Foreigner, I can forgive your stupidity, and you can forgive your offense to the people I protect. And given your good strength, I will now give you the opportunity to be loyal to me. As a reward, you will have the opportunity to become the greatest sunset warrior!"

This scene was so funny that Mu Shaoan was stunned for a moment, but he really didn't want to negotiate with these poor people, and he was even less interested in fucking them, until he suddenly saw the ring worn by the bitch forgetting grandson on his right hand.

This ring was nothing, but the gem inlaid on the ring was a bit interesting because it was clearly a CPU chip.

He immediately said, "I'm not interested in being a sunset warrior, but I can help you return to your hometown on Earth, provided that you have to tell me who gave you the ring on your hand?"

As soon as these words were said, the bitch's forgetful grandson immediately became alert, but ignored Mu Shaoan's proposal at all, and just snorted coldly: "Foreigner, you are so stupid and cunning. Can you also see the extraordinary significance of this Supreme Lord Ring? Humph, don't you be afraid to tell you that this is left by my grandfather. He is the first generation of sunset warriors, extremely powerful!"
Chapter completed!