Daqin: I, Fusu, can summon the undead

Chapter 159: Laborers in the Gold Mine

Fusu walked along the road west of the town until dusk, when he finally came to a muddy river.

There are several small wooden houses on the river bank, and in front of the houses, several cowboys are holding guns and bragging to each other.

"The oriental woman sent yesterday was so delicate!"

"The one you gave me yesterday was also very good, but it was a little too strong. I died overnight!"

"I came several times last night!"

If you listen carefully, you can also hear what they brag about, and what they brag about is women.

"somebody is coming!"

Just then, a cowboy saw Fusu walking in the distance and immediately said to the others.

Hearing this, the other cowboys stopped talking and looked at Fusu, who was walking towards them in the distance, wearing a black robe. Their hands were also on their guns.

The next second, their eyes blurred and they saw Fusu, who should have been five or six hundred meters away, was already more than three hundred meters away.

"Wasn't that person very far away?"

A cowboy rubbed his eyes and asked his companion next to him.

"I saw it too!"

"It's probably too hot, and my eyes are blurry!"

The other cowboy said uncertainly.

However, while they were talking, Fusu had already walked to their wooden house.

"Stop, who are you?"

Seeing this, the cowboys didn't care whether they were dazzled or not, and hurriedly shouted at Fusu. Several cowboys holding long guns even pointed their guns at Fusu.

Fusu slowly raised his head and took a look at the cowboys.

The burning blue flames suddenly made the cowboys' hearts tremble.

The next second, a group of cowboys wanted to shoot the people in front of them. However, they no longer had the strength to pull the trigger.

The vitality in their bodies quickly faded away, and in the blink of an eye, these dozen cowboys turned into dehydrated mummies standing there. Even their clothes became rotten and torn, but they still maintained the movements they had when they were alive.

After taking a glance, Fusu continued to walk past the wooden house with his head down. His steps seemed slow, but in fact his feet did not touch the ground, and each step was very far.

In just a moment, Fusu arrived at the place where gold sand was washed.

In the narrow river, hundreds of workers, in ragged, old and dirty clothes, standing in the muddy water, swaying their arms to filter the sand in the wooden basins. On both sides of the river, there were thirty or fifty neatly dressed cowboys, holding guns and chatting.

There is a muddy path not far away. Laborers are carrying sacks on their shoulders and carrying them here. Then special cowboys distribute them to the laborers in the water.

On the road, cowboys were holding muddy whips, beating the laborers who were transporting gold and soil from time to time. Every whip left their skins torn.

"who are you?"

Just then, a cowboy noticed Fusu who had come to his side at some point, and immediately frowned and asked.

"It doesn't matter who I am!" Fusu shook his head calmly and turned away: "Every effect has its cause. Since I have seen it, this is my retribution in this life."

Looking at Fusu's leaving figure, the cowboy was suddenly confused.

However, the next second, a large amount of black gas emerged from the water and mud and penetrated into the bodies of the laborers. The laborers who were washing and transporting soil knelt on the ground in pain.

"What are you doing! Get up and work."

"Thanks~ Don't you guys want to eat? Do you want to try the whip in my hand?"

Seeing this, the cowboys started shouting loudly, and those who had whips continued to whip the kneeling laborers.

However, no matter how they were whipped, these laborers knelt on the ground in agony, as if they were experiencing something extremely painful.

Such a strange situation also made the cowboys around look ugly, and a sense of uneasiness rose in their hearts.

Some cowboys even quickly took up the pistols at their waists and looked at these suffering laborers vigilantly.

"Roar!" The next second, a laborer suddenly let out an inhuman roar, threw himself at the cowboy holding the whip, and started biting him. This roar was like a switch, and in an instant all the laborers who were kneeling on the ground in pain roared, and rushed towards the cowboys around them and rushed towards the cowboys on the river bank like crazy.

“A riot!”

"Shoot and kill them!"

Seeing the laborers rushing towards them frantically, the cowboys opened fire.

For a while, the gunshots continued, and bullets kept hitting the workers who were rushing over.

However, the next second, the cowboys were dumbfounded. They saw that the laborers who were shot by bullets did not fall to the ground at all, and did not even wailed. Instead, they continued to roar and rushed towards them in their increasingly frightened eyes.

"what!"

The next second, a cowboy was thrown to the ground and let out a shrill scream.

"Run, they are no longer human!"

At this moment the remaining cowboys reacted, and at the shouting of one of them, the remaining cowboys turned around and ran for their lives.

However, how could they outrun the workers who had already turned into zombies at this time?

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"problem occurs!"

In the gold mine a thousand meters away, when the dense gunfire was heard in the distance, the cowboys near the mine stood up one by one, their hands on the guns at their waists, looking at the direction of the river with serious eyes.

This kind of gunfire is most likely caused by the workers rioting.

"Jack, can you take a few people on horseback and go over to see what's going on?"

"Boy, take your men to the warehouse and move out all the heavy machine guns and cannons."

"Jenny, take people to keep an eye on the workers in the mines. Be careful that they may riot."

Among the cowboys, an old man with a white beard, also dressed like a cowboy, was shouting loudly and giving orders to his cowboys.

"We have machine guns and cannons. You are quite well prepared here!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded beside the old man.

Hearing the sound, the old lady quickly looked to the side.

I saw a man in a black robe standing next to me, and the man's eyes were reflecting the blue flame.

Seeing Fusu's appearance, the old man Sean's heart trembled, but he quickly calmed down and said politely: "I wonder what this gentleman means?"

"It's nothing, I just want to show my appreciation!" Fusu said lightly.

Sean immediately said, "That's easy. I don't have anything else here, but a lot of gold. Ten kilograms of gold, sir, what do you think?"

"Not good!" Fusu said lightly.

"Then fifteen kilograms!" Sean immediately raised the price. Fifteen kilograms was only half a day's mining volume.

However, Fusu just shook his head normally.

"Twenty kilograms, if you are interested in cooperation, we can still cooperate!" Sean said again. Although the man in front of him looked like a demon, he didn't believe that real gold would not move him.

"I don't want gold!" Fusu said calmly, "What I want is for everyone here to die! And by the way, I want to see what your heart looks like!"

After saying that, Fusu stretched out his hand, pierced through old man Sean's chest with one palm, and grabbed out a beating heart from it.

"It's black indeed!" Fusu threw the heart to the ground in disgust.

"Shoot!" At this moment, someone among the cowboys shouted, and immediately all the cowboys around were about to pull the trigger at Fusu.

However, the next second, black chains suddenly emerged from the ground and tied them up tightly one by one.

"You just stay here and feel the fear of being eaten!" Fusu smiled faintly and looked into the mine.

In that mine, there were more than a thousand ragged men holding tools, some were still digging for gold numbly, while others were staring at the mine with a dazed look on their faces.

(End of this chapter)