The facilities in Building No. 1 are very good, completely built according to the standard of a supervisor's building. Each four-person dormitory has its own bathroom, with hot water supply all day long, and there is also a kitchen and balcony. Most importantly, living here means not having to go down into the mine to dig, and every month you can receive a thick salary.

  There is no free lunch in the world, let alone working for the greedy Dosaov. This building was prepared by him to lure his subordinates. Those who can enter here must have a distinctive feature, that is, they are very capable of fighting and can solve most of the troubles in the mine for him.

  After the death of miners, their families made trouble, and when they were dissatisfied with low wages, they demanded a raise, etc. All these were handled by these thugs.

  The thugs were all crouched on the balcony, pointing at the commotion below and laughing as if it was a circus performance. But they soon lost their smiles because Tong Dun came over with a group of people in an imposing manner.

  "Haha, this kid won't be looking for trouble with us, will he?"

  "He must have gone crazy, and didn't even ask what the next building is?"

  "You're overthinking it, even if he had the guts of a giant dragon, he wouldn't dare to provoke us on his own initiative. He must have gone to the second building next door."

  The thugs didn't take it seriously, subconsciously thinking that Tang Dun wouldn't dare to provoke the power of the monitor, so they scolded and threatened him before he even approached, with their middle fingers raised.

  "Damn little bastard, get back to your Dawnstar!"

  "Be careful walking at night, or you might get hit on the head and thrown into a mine to feed the rock lizards."

  Dozens of windows on the entire wall were crowded with people, all of whom were mocking Tang Don, whistling and throwing broken shoes, pouring cold water, and even smashing a few stools down.

  "Let's go to another dormitory building, Monitor!" someone suggested, shrinking back. After all, those guys had done too many evil things and had a bad reputation, making them very worried.

  "Shut up!" Tandon hated this morale-killing phrase the most.

  The miners next to them didn't move either, they were also stunned, and in fact, subconsciously didn't want to enter building No. 1.

  Seeing these people's weak performance downstairs, the thugs became even more unscrupulous.

  "Anyone who disobeys the master will be punished!" Jackson's hoarse throat let out a roar, and he rushed out, swinging his arm round to slap the face of that garrulous miner.

  Bang! Bang!

  Just two slaps and the miner's teeth were knocked out half of them, his mouth was full of blood, and his chin was almost shattered.

  "A bunch of trash!" Danton turned around, lifted his foot and kicked, knocking down several trusted followers beside him. "What did I say before? My words must be executed unconditionally!"

  This is in front of thousands of eyes, if you can't intimidate your subordinates, Tang Don's future days will be absolutely difficult.

  "We know we were wrong."

  The followers begged for mercy, but Tong Dun didn't stop until he had beaten up more than a dozen miners.

  "Knock out all his teeth, so he knows that some things can never be said in a lifetime!" Tang Dun pointed at the unlucky miner, and this time no one dared to disobey the order. The few people nearby immediately pounced on him and gave him a good beating.

  Without warning, two iron kettles were thrown out of a fifth-floor window and smashed down on Tong Dun.

  Tang Dun didn't dodge, directly swung his arm like a steel whip and struck an iron kettle with a loud crash, sending it flying.

  The other one landed at Tangdon's feet, the iron kettle was deformed, and the hot water inside spilled all over the floor, with a few drops splashing onto his military boots.

  "Smelly brat, stop showing off and get out of here."

  "Right, roll back to your doghouse!"

  "Come on up and I'll beat the crap out of you!"

  The surrounding dormitory buildings cast a lot of glances, all wanting to see how Tang Don would react, and then found that he indeed did not disappoint.

  Danton stretched out his hand, and Jackson immediately handed over the magic book.

  "Leave fifty men to guard the gate, don't let a single one escape." Tong Dun opened up the war space, fifteen fully armed Corpse Eater Demon Servants marched out in formation.

  The military boots trampled on the ground, issuing a dull thud, and also made the noise on the building suddenly disappear.

  Danton stepped up onto the landing, walked into the foyer of Building One, and handed the megaphone to Jackson. "Get everyone out of their dorms and lined up in the corridors."

  The swarming miners knew that conflict was inevitable and if they didn't act, neither side would have a place later on, so they gritted their teeth and prepared for an all-out battle.

  "Get out! Roll out!"

  The loud banging on the door and shouting filled the entire building, the thugs did not expect Tang Don to really have the guts to come in, for a moment they were somewhat flustered.

  Tang Dun ignored those small fries and went straight up to the fifth floor, a team of trusted followers quickly followed.

  After comparing the window position, Tang Don found the dormitory where the water bottle was lost. Before he knocked on the door, a eager-to-please follower had already rushed over and took action first.

  "Open the door quickly and get out of here, all of you."

  The knock on the door was loud and clear, but unfortunately, the other party remained unmoved.

  "The watchmen have blocked the door."

  "You're idiots! Can't you even break a door?" Tong Dun was about to explode with rage, and he kicked the wooden door next to him with one foot, creating a hole.

  The trusted followers also brought their tools and with a burst of fierce pounding, amidst flying wood chips, they made a hole.

  "Hurry up and move the bed frame over, they're going to break down the door!" The people inside also became nervous, completely unlike their attitude from earlier.

  "Number one, number two, start from here and break down all the doors!" Tang Don stood in the corridor, giving orders.

  Lower-ranking ghouls are much stronger than ordinary humans, and they wear warrior armor, like an iron fortress, fragile wooden doors can't withstand their impact.

  The thugs in the dormitory saw No. 1 and No. 2, their courage was completely lost, some clever ones quickly threw away the machetes in their hands, others' armor was so thick that even if they stood still and let their own side chop at them, they couldn't break through.

  "I'll count to three. If you don't come out, I'll break down the door and break one leg of each of you." Tang Dun shouted loudly and started counting.

  One!

  Two!

  Boom, the demons didn't stop their pace, another door was kicked open, and they rushed in, beating the people inside wildly, then dragged them out.

  The wails and howls were deafening, until someone could no longer bear the pressure and opened the door to walk out.

  "Stop hitting us, let's get out."

  Once someone takes the lead, more and more thugs start to temporarily back down.

  The trusted followers finally opened the door, but as soon as they went in, they were beaten out again. Two of them had wounds on their bodies and blood was flowing profusely.

  Tang Don walked up to the door and saw the short-haired man who had smashed the water jug earlier, holding a blood-stained straight-bladed knife, glaring at him angrily.

  Six thugs followed behind, a bunch of fierce and menacing guys.

  Dozens of the king's playing cards were scattered across the floor, along with a number of silver and copper coins, but the tense atmosphere made it impossible for anyone to bother picking them up.

  "The bet is huge, enough for a common citizen's monthly salary." Downton joked and kicked the table, walking in.

  "Hey, you little punk, do you know who our backer is?" The short-haired man yelled with a fierce tone, trying to boost his own morale. No need to mention Tang Dong's fighting power alone, just the group of miners and over a dozen iron-headed men behind him were enough to make them drink a few cups.

  "I hate nonsense, all of them are crippled and hanged on the gallows outside the dormitory area. The weather has been good these days, it should be possible to dry them into human jerky."

  Dundon showed no mercy, the water bottle thrown by the other side was heading straight for his head, if he didn't dodge, he would have been smashed to death.

  "No way out, kill him." The short-haired man yelled and rushed out, holding a machete to slash at Tong Dun's neck.

  Tang Dun stood still without moving, his right leg raised high, his military boots like a sickle, slashing from bottom to top, and slammed into the chin of the short-haired man.

  Bang! The short-haired man was kicked into the air and before he could fall, Tang Don added a spinning side kick that landed squarely on his abdomen.

  Boom! The short-haired man flew straight out and crashed into the window on the opposite wall, shattering it. Glass shards scattered all over the floor.

  The thugs who had rushed over initially were stunned by this scene, and then seeing the trusted followers rushing over with a fierce killing intent, they quickly knelt down to beg for mercy.

  "Even the strongest demon wouldn't dare to challenge me, has your brain been trampled by a dragon beast?" Tang Don tapped his short staff on the bed frame, "Go get a pot of hot water and pour it over his head."

  The short-haired man's arrogance was gone, his face had lost all its color, and he begged shamelessly.

  "Where is the building owner?" Tang Don wasn't really going to bully them, just scare them a bit for convenience of interrogation.

  "In...," the short-haired man dragged out his tone, he wanted to delay time, until the supervisor came with people to rescue, Building No. 1 was surrounded, they would not sit idly by.

  "He doesn't know what's good for him." Tong Dun pointed at another person, "You speak."

  "They're in the rooftop boxing room!" The named thug spoke quickly, afraid that if he was slow, Tang Don would take control. "That's where everyone practices their fists and feet, exercises their bodies, but now it's been turned into a black boxing room. When the foremen are idle, they usually go upstairs to seal off a few."

  "Hobbies are quite rich." Tang Dun saw nothing unusual, these guys don't work and don't find some fun to vent their excess energy, they will definitely make trouble, "What kind of people are those who fight underground boxing?"

  "They are all randomly selected miners, which can ensure the suspense of the winning rate and will not allow some people to make a lot of money. Right, newbies who just arrived will have a little more, it's also a good start."

  "This is also a warning shot, if you don't get on stage, you'll be beaten up and bullied for several days."

  Several trusted followers were grumbling and complaining with seven mouths and eight tongues, their faces revealing resentment, apparently having been forced to participate in underground boxing matches.

  "Bring them along, let's go take a look." Tong Dun walked into the corridor and found that the wall was already crowded with people, all of whom were thugs who had been driven out.

  They were still whispering to each other, but when they saw several short-haired men covered in blood being dragged out like dead dogs, they suddenly shut their mouths and didn't even dare to breathe.

  As Downton stepped up the stairs, no one dared to look him in the eye. The people who had just been shouting and scolding him at the window all shrank their necks.

  "A bunch of useless thugs." Tong Dun had no interest in finding trouble with them, thinking that the supervisor was coming, and how he should deal with it.

  As soon as I entered the rooftop, the frantic howls and barks crashed against my eardrums, making my heart feel like it was being gripped by an invisible giant hand.

  Tang Dun suddenly heard a familiar voice and quickened his pace.