The speaker was a giant man close to 2.5 meters tall, about thirty years old, and as tall as a bear. Sitting at the dining table, he was more than half his body taller than the person next to him.
"His name is Barnetta. He is Chief Engineer Ram's top thug. Apart from the guard captain, he is the best thug in the mine. He is the fourth level soul peak." Giroud lowered his voice and whispered in Downton's ear.
, "I heard that he has part of the orc blood in him, which is why he is so strong."
Downton nodded imperceptibly and glanced around. In addition to the miners eating, there were more than 300 kobolds gathered in the west. The hatred in his eyes was not concealed at all.
"Humph, why are you following him?" Barnetta stared at the steward and yelled.
"No, it's nothing!" The steward's forehead was suddenly covered with sweat. He wiped it shivering and smiled apologetically at Downton, "Well, I suddenly remembered that I have something urgent to do. Let's have dinner together next time!"
After the steward finished speaking, he hurried away without waiting for Downton to reply, fearing that Barnetta would cause trouble if he was too late.
Downton was keenly aware that when he saw him entering the cafeteria, a dozen of his followers who were about to approach stopped and left with their heads lowered.
"Don't worry, I will protect your safety." Arnold felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere. Since he had received his salary, he had to work hard for his employer. He said in a low voice, and then stared at Barnetta.
"Hey, hey, are you looking down on me?" Jackson was very dissatisfied with Arnold's contempt and poked his back with his finger, "With me, Lord Jackson, who can hurt the master?"
"Order!" Harley walked to the dining table and knocked on the table, but the chefs glanced at them and ignored them at all.
Haha, Barnetta's group laughed unscrupulously. Especially the miners who wanted to get closer to Downton Tower, but under the intimidation of their eyes, they all left, which made them even more proud.
A strange scene occurred in the cafeteria hall. Not only did it suddenly become quiet, but the miners around the four Downtons couldn't wait to leave. All the people passing by avoided it, as if they were the god of plague and would be in trouble if they came near them.
Downton's expression remained unchanged, but he sighed in his heart. Ram, which had been in business for eight years, was like a mountain weighing on the miners' hearts, which could not be eliminated overnight.
"Boss, they look down on you!" a miner muttered.
Barnetta stopped laughing and frowned. He looked at the four Downton people. These guys didn't show any panic expression, just like they were facing ordinary passers-by. This made Barnetta very unhappy. He
I feel like I've been underestimated.
"Aren't you afraid?" Jackson poked Giroud.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to have a good meal or drink good wine!" Giroud rolled his eyes, "Your master is in trouble, why don't we evacuate first?"
"Why are you running away? This guy's legs are thicker than my waist. Not bad, I can eat it for a week." Jackson licked his lips and boasted shamelessly, "I'm just a miner, what do I have to worry about? I
I even killed a giant dragon back then, and its teeth are still on the wall of my achievements."
Giroud obviously didn't believe it and pointed his middle finger directly.
"Would you be okay if I smashed this place?" Downton was rejected by the chef. He was about to make a scene, so he asked Harley.
"It's best not to. This kind of meaningless fight should be avoided as much as possible." Harley shook his head, "Innocent people will be hurt."
Downton guessed that given Harley's moralistic character, this would definitely be the answer. But he really couldn't leave, because he wouldn't be able to gain a foothold in the mines in the future.
Seeing these guys muttering as if no one was around, Barnetta felt humiliated and winked at his subordinates, asking them to act according to the planned plan.
The miners who were queuing up for meals immediately started to make a noise and shouted at the cook.
“Why have lunches been served less?”
"Yes, how can I be full?"
Dissatisfaction and shouting broke out, spreading wider and wider, and finally they were all voices criticizing the chef.
"Something's not right!" Harley pulled Downton, "leave quickly."
"Wait, this is obviously coming for me. If I leave, I will never be able to hold my head up in the future." Downton stood still and clenched his fists, "It seems I have to teach them a lesson."
"Don't shout at us, it's useless. If you want to blame, just blame some people for disrupting the order of the mine and beating our people in public."
"If he doesn't apologize, he will provide this amount of three meals a day from now on."
As one chef answered, others also shouted. Although they didn't name anyone, everyone understood that they were talking about Downton.
More than a thousand eyes fell on Downton.
"Downton, get out of the mine."
"Apologize."
The leading miners raised their arms and shouted again, trying to encourage more people to cause trouble. Someone threw the rice bowl at Downton, and then more and more people started to hit them.
"Fighting against the director workers will kill you!" Banetta and his team sneered. They were using food to coerce the neutral miners and tie them to their own camp.
Now, all he has to do is wait for Downton to take action, and then he can justifiably kill him. Of course, if he runs away in despair, his prestige will plummet, and it will be up to him who will be willing to follow him in the future.
Barnetta didn't take Downton to heart at all, and was thinking about where to go to dance with the dancers after killing him, when he heard a loud bang.
Downton didn't yell back. After throwing one chair away, he grabbed another one and smashed it into the window.
Bang, the chair knocked over the iron pot, and the full pot of potato soup was scattered on the floor, and the aroma filled the air.
The chefs were startled, and the miners were also shocked and shut their mouths. They didn't expect Downton to do this at all. You must know that the head steward of the kitchen is Ram's biological brother?
"This guy must be crazy!"
The miners felt that Downton was doomed this time, and their eyes subconsciously fell on Barnetta.
Downton still wanted to smash it, but Jackson, who was worried about the world being in chaos, was quicker and picked up a dining table and threw it into it. The glass was broken and several iron barrels were knocked over.
With a crash, there was a rush of footsteps, and more than five hundred young miners rushed into the canteen, then pushed through the crowd and appeared next to Downton.
"Master overseer, are you okay?"
Several cronies expressed their loyalty one after another. They were young and energetic young men who did not want to live a life of abuse. They had also followed Downton into the Foreman's Building, so there was no way out.
"Are you afraid?" Downton nodded, smiled and punched their chests.
"Afraid of a bird!"
The miners roared in unison, making the whole cafeteria tremble. They knew that Downton was generous, and as long as they followed him, they would not lose anything.
"What did you do? Do you know whose territory this is? I tell you, you are dead." The head chef saw the mess in the canteen and thought that if the bad-tempered steward knew about it, he would
What happened? He was immediately shocked and yelled at Downton.
Downton grabbed a water glass and threw it hard, hitting the chef in the face and causing blood to flow all over his face.
"Drag him out."
As soon as Downton finished speaking, several miners climbed over the display window and jumped inside. However, the barbarian Arnold was the fastest. This guy was like a cheetah. With a few leaps, he appeared next to the chef.
He grabbed his neck, dragged him to the ground like a chicken, and pulled him over.
Arnold's technique was so rough that the head chef knocked over an iron bucket, and the boiling soup spilled over half of his body, making him scream and scream.
"You bastard, let him go!" Barnetta couldn't sit still anymore. As he stood up, a group of other boys also stood up, making the sound of chair legs scraping against the ground.
Jackson's answer was simple. He took out his crossbow, cocked it neatly, and pointed it at Barnetta.
"Do you think I'm afraid?" Banetta looked fierce and shy, and Jackson's green pupils made him very afraid.
"You can give it a try!" Jackson shrugged. It looked very tough, but its mind was thinking about whether the owner would dismantle itself if the arrow missed and it ran away.
Arnold threw it away casually, and the chef lay next to Downton like a dead dog.
Downton took advantage of the situation and kicked him on the chest.
The head chef's body immediately curled up into a shrimp shape.
"beat him!"
When the order was given, the cronies rushed forward, punching and kicking the chef.
Tang Zheng walked a few steps, lifted a chair, and threw it into the crowd. A few unlucky ones couldn't dodge and were hit, but they didn't even dare to fart.
"Is there something wrong with you? The cafeteria deprived you of three meals a day. Why are you angry at me?" Downton roared, "You idiots are born to be taken advantage of. Didn't you have enough to eat before I came?"
Have you passed?"
The leaders of more than a thousand miners who had been scolded by such scolds did not dare to look at Downton anymore, and some even began to sneak away quietly.
They are not stupid. Thinking about the bad behavior in the cafeteria in the past, they know that Downton is just an excuse for them to take advantage of the opportunity for corruption.
"You losers, these guys, and Ram's brother, are all drinking your blood, using your meal money to go to pubs, and enjoying a luxurious life, but what have you done? Stand up like a man.
Really? No, you all have shrunk your eggs like turtles, and you only dare to hide in the corner and complain."
"Don't listen to his nonsense. Let's all come together and beat him up." The miners who had been arranged hid in the crowd again and began to incite the atmosphere.
"Hit me? How dare you?" Downton snorted coldly, "Come on, a few of you stand up and let me see how brave you are!"
No one came out, not even the thorny ones. Downton's record had been widely circulated in the past few days, and they didn't want to die.
"If you don't dare to do it, then I will do it. From now on, the canteen must provide enough food, otherwise I will smash it every time you see it." Downton said with a sense of justice, and wanted to pull these neutral miners onto his chariot.
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"Who dares to move?" Ram's brother received the news and ran into the hall surrounded by a group of people. Seeing this scene, his face was filled with blood. (To be continued...)