Hero’s Creed

　　Because the impact of the third order of the soul is imminent, Downton does not want to cause any accidental damage to his body, so he is prepared to find only the foremen who are in charge of less than one hundred people.

　　 With the oil lamp on his left, Downton walked through the tunnel and entered the gathering place.

　　 was forcing the three miners and his foreman to throw away the cards in their hands and stood up. Several close friends also carried iron braces, staring at Downton with a bad look, and surrounded them.

　　 "Are you the foreman here?" Downton glanced at the copper plate on the broken blanket. "The stakes are not small!"

　　 "What do you want to do? Rob miners?"

　　 The foreman exploded with a sloppy speech and walked aggressively in front of Downton. At this time, the momentum could not be weakened at all, otherwise there would be no way for the ordinary miners to be obedient.

　　 "Don't snatch, just want to beat people!" Downton's voice hadn't fallen yet, and the iron in his hand went out.

"Bash him!" The foreman was ready and insidious. When he lifted up his work clothes, he drew a dagger from the waist of his trousers, but he hadn't poked it into Downton's abdomen. On his mouth.

　　 Bang, the foreman rolled his eyes and fainted directly. His body fell like a dead pig on the ground, and his head was knocked by the stone.

　　 celebrity miners yelled and started, but the result was just a blink of an eye, and two beaten heads broke the blood, screaming and hugged their heads to the ground.

　　 Downton wielded the iron braze, and the offensive was wide open. For these guys who crushed the miners, he had no intention of keeping his hands.

　　 Cronies couldn't break into the army. They were fleeed by Tang Dun's embarrassment, and even ran out of the gathering place. He failed to kneel down on the ground to beg for mercy.

　　Ordinary miners stopped their work and looked at the foreman and his dog legs who were knocked to the ground, shocked.

　　 They had also seen the kind of young people who did not know the heights of the earth, but without exception, they were all repaired miserably, but this teenager actually killed a dozen people alone.

　　 "Unable to hit, cough, I'm Downton from Chenwu Town!"

　　Tang Dun cleared his throat and said the same thing yesterday. Then regardless of the reaction of the miners, he put the blood-stained iron on his shoulders, blew a brisk western whistle, and walked out of the tunnel.

　　 Miners watched Downton's back, and felt that he was really arrogant. Those foremen would never let him go, but if you think about him, everyone still has some expectations. Unless idiots, who would pay the ore tax in vain?

　　 One morning, Downton's car overturned nine foremen. This is because he was not familiar with the route of the dagger mine, which delayed a lot of time, otherwise the number of defeats will be more.

The foremen have received the news that a young boy with a strong fighting ability is making troubles. They haven’t paid attention to it. After all, this kind of stunned youth is too common, but as the news keeps coming back, they are a little dumbfounded, and then they are impatient.

　　 The young man, who did not use the miners under his hands, was just a person, and easily crushed more than 200 miners in one morning.

　　 The rise of any foreman is accompanied by such **** fighting and conflicts. In the mine, a hard enough fist is everything, and it is the guarantee of status.

Feeling bad, the foremen began to communicate with each other. They were anxious to prepare some colors for Downton, as well as some wise men to protect themselves. Want to look at the situation first, is Downton a puppet supported by a big foreman, after all, he It was a bit weird to do this multi-miner and confidance alone.

　　 Some people speculate that Downton is a magical person, but he did not use any martial arts at all, all of which are ordinary dry tricks, so that everyone can not understand his true strength, causing some people to dare to act rashly and continue to wait and see.

　　 At noon, Downton went to the cafeteria for the first time, really squeezed to death.

　　The miners were all dirty, and they were all ash and sweat stains. In addition to the hard work, most people did not take a bath when they were tired, so sweat and body odor were mixed together, and they could almost smoke people.

　　 The smell of the food in the canteen can't cover the smell, but the miners are used to it, and they squeeze one by one to the window.

　　 "Big Brother, I'll go and cook for you!" A miner was attentive.

　　 "No!" Downton refused, and then turned his eyes to the left, seeing the inspectors wearing dark blue uniforms carrying black short sticks.

　　 They were maintaining order in the cafeteria, and their eyes were as sharp as the falcons. Downton found that as soon as the supervisor walked in, the nearby miners immediately had a chance to be quiet.

　　The rights of the supervisors are too great. No one dares to resist them, or wait for Guan Xiaohei to be jailed. That is definitely a punishment that is better than death.

　　Miners lined up in twelve long lines, pushing and shoving from time to time, but also standing on tiptoes, staring at the iron buckets behind the window, watching the food inside swallowing saliva.

"next!"

It’s Downton’s turn to wait for him to hand out the dinner plate. The chef has taken a large spoon, digs up a spoonful of cooked oatmeal, pours it on the plate, and then digs a spoonful from a vegetable bucket Potato soup, poured on the rice.

　　 "Next!" The chef wiped the sweat on his forehead and urged loudly, "Hurry up, don't block the road."

　　 "Foreman, sit here!"

　　 There was a young miner who had taken his seat and shouted towards Downton.

　　 "It's just that? How to eat enough?" Downton put the plate down and glanced around. Although the mine kept three meals a day, the number was too small.

　　Miners are used to it, and they started to gobble up.

"Brother, look over there." The celebrity dining spoon pointed to the right side of the canteen hall. "There is the seat of the foreman. The food is much better than this side. If you work harder, you will soon be eligible. Sit down."

　　The entire hall is simply two scenes of Jing Wei. The ordinary miners on the left, even if they are crowded again, dare not cross the yellow line as a sign.

　　 The foremen were eating a richer lunch, and their eyes were constantly on the way. Some of them found Downton and pointed at him.

　　 "Brother, although you are now a foreman, but if you want to eat better, you have to bribe those chefs, without money, everything is worthless." There are old fritters reminding Downton, what is the purpose of being a foreman? Doesn’t it mean you don’t have to work, can you eat better?

　　 Downton dug a spoonful of oatmeal and stuffed it into his mouth. After chewing twice, he wanted to spit it out.

"Can this thing be eaten? Half-baked, and there is sand." Downton frowned. He has been a postman since he was thirteen. He has suffered a lot and has been hungry. But compared with these miners, it is nothing. It's hard.

　　 "If you don't eat, you can only be hungry." Although the words of the miners are simple, they reveal endless bitterness.

　　 Downton originally wanted to push the dinner plate to others. Anyway, there was still food in his war space, but after watching some miners finish eating, he licked the dinner plate without even thinking about it. He didn’t let go of any rice grains, and he began to eat.

　　 Why can't I eat the suffering and suffering of others?

Although Downton harvested a lot of gold bricks in Hohenzollern’s bank, and there was a dungeon fortune waiting for him to dig, but he never regarded himself as a rich man, and still worked hard as before when he was a postman. With.

　　 After lunch, Downton went back to Jizhuan and rested.

　　 In the afternoon, Downton was not going to beat the foreman, read the book, wait for the early morning, and then entered the dungeon through the teleportation array, striking the third order of the soul.

　　As the time for lay off was approaching, Downton was keenly aware that the miners began to be nervous and frequently looked towards the tunnel and themselves.

　　 The answer was soon revealed, the two black miners, who were tall and arrogant, walked into the gathering place and roared with a fierce expression.

　　 "Are you the new foreman? Get over here!"

　　 The two foreman's thugs saw Downton sitting on the blanket and spit out in disdain. "Come on, don't let the uncle wait for you!"

　　 "How to talk to our Downton foreman?"

　　 "Look to death!"

　　Although they knew that they were big foremen, they still stood up boldly and defended Downton.

　　 "Do you have itchy skin?" The thug glared and pulled out the iron pipe under his uniform.

　　 "How was yesterday's ore tax not paid?" Another thug stared at these miners and threatened, "I don't care if you change the foreman, ore tax can't be worse than a pound."

　　 Miners were breathing heavily because of nervousness, and all looked at Downton.

　　 "Go back and tell you the foreman, in the future ore tax, don't even want to take a copper plate from us." Downton stood with a brazing iron, "Go!"

"Haha, have the courage!" The miner threw a grin and rushed to Downton, but after just running two steps, a soldering iron was spinning, flying over, hitting him on the chest, and flipping him directly .

　　 "Do you know who we are?" After seeing his companion vomiting blood~www.readwn.com~ Another thug wants to report backstage, but Downton is too lazy to listen.

　　 "Still dumbfounded, break my leg!"

　　 heard these words, cronies directly, swarming and flying, they used to be bullied by these thugs, and now they are finally back.

　　 "Your kid is kind, wash your **** and wait, the multi-tasker foreman will definitely kill you!" The thugs do not eat the loss in front of them, and ran away covering their bleeding heads.

　　 "Long live Downton!"

　　 The miners suddenly cheered. They thought Downton had cheated them. Now it seems that he really intends to do it, he never wants everyone to pay an ore tax, and shields everyone from the wind and rain.

At this moment, Downton was truly supported by ordinary miners. He believed that as long as the conflict spread out, there would be more and more people supporting him, until the foremen, even the supervisors and big mine tyrants could not The point of neglect.

　　 In a good mood, Downton had dinner and returned to Building 6.

　　 "It's all gone!" Downton and his cronies greeted each other, took out the key, and prepared to unlock it. As a result, they saw that the door of the dormitory had been pryed, revealing a gap.

　　 Downton's face sank, pushed open the wooden door and rushed in. Sure enough, the dormitory was like being looted by the mob and turned into a mess.

　　 There are traces of smashing on the cabinet, and the lock is also pryed away. The backpack inside is gone, and the magic book is gone!

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　　 PS: There is one more change today, and it’s time for New Year’s Day!