Chapter 522 You Try

Han Xi stood there without moving, just looking coldly at their suddenly pale faces. The last bit of warmth in his eyes finally sank completely.

The air in the restaurant was like a fully drawn bowstring, and the muffled sound outside instantly drained most of the color from the faces of Han Shuo's confidants.

Only Han Xi remained standing there, tapping the table with his fingertips, his eyes as cold as a frozen lake.

Deng Xiulin, who was standing beside him, leaned against the corner of the wall, slowly wiping the wine stains from his fingertips, as if the noise outside was just a trivial matter.

Everyone in the restaurant stared outside nervously.

After a few seconds of silence, the door was pushed open with a bang.

The cold wind blew in with dust, and Jiang Dong strode in with four men in black.

He was tall, with straight shoulders and a shallow scar on his face extending from his brow to his jaw, shining coldly under the light.

This face means absolute deterrence in the mining area. When he first came five years ago, he smashed the knees of three thorns with an iron rod.

From then on, Jiangdong became the sharpest knife in Han Shuo's hand. People only obeyed Han Shuo's orders, and others were not even qualified to borrow his permission to speak.

When the mine manager saw it was him, his tense nerves relaxed a little, and he even forced out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Jiangdong? What's going on out there? Did someone break in?"

As he spoke, he subconsciously took a half step forward, hoping to get some reassuring answers from Jiang Dong.

But who would have thought that Jiang Dong didn't even glance at him, but walked straight through the crowd and stopped in front of Han Xi.

Those eyes that had always reflected only Han Shuo's figure now showed a rare restraint towards others.

He stood in front of Han Xi, nodded slightly, and spoke in a low voice, but clearly enough for the people around him to hear.

"Boss, the security posts and patrols outside the mining area have all been cleared."

The four words "cleaned" exploded in the restaurant like a thunderclap.

The smile on the mine manager's face froze instantly, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he looked at Jiang Dong as if he had seen a ghost: "You...what did you say? Jiang Dong, are you crazy?!"

The tall and thin man next to him also reacted, his voice trembling: "What are you doing? Those are the Fourth Master's people! Don't forget that you are also the Fourth Master's people. What did the Fourth Master tell you when he left? You...how dare you?!"

Jiang Dong didn't even raise his eyelids, as if he didn't hear the questions. He just took a step sideways and stood steadily behind Han Xi.

That gesture had clearly stated his position and verified their guess.

Now everyone understood.

The expressions of those close confidants who had just been trying to speak sweetly changed from astonishment to fear, and finally froze into an ugly look of death.

The mine manager stared at Han Xi, his voice hoarse with anger: "Young Master! Don't forget that the Fourth Master is also a member of the Han family. The Fourth Master has worked diligently for the Han family over the years to guard this mining area. What on earth do you want to do by doing this?!"

Han Xi raised his eyes, his gaze swept across their panicked faces, and his tone was as calm as if he was talking about the weather: "Can you give me the key to the raw stone warehouse now?"

The mine manager and his colleagues' faces turned pale and their lips trembled, but they dared not say a single word of "no".

They clenched their fists until their knuckles turned white, and silence weighed on their hearts like a huge rock.

no!

The key to the raw stone warehouse must never be handed over.

If it is handed over, it would be equivalent to handing over the lifeblood of the mining area.

Wouldn’t the Fourth Master’s planning over the years be in vain?

When the Fourth Master comes back, he will not let them go!

They all knew the Fourth Master's methods. Instead of waiting until the time came and being unable to live or die, it would be better to wait.

The private army raised by the Fourth Master is stationed only a few miles away from the mining area. As long as they find an opportunity to send a signal, they will arrive soon.

By then, Jiangdong would not be able to control the mining area with just the few people he had, nor would he be able to compete with thousands of private armies.

Everything is solved.

Looking at the deep expressions of several leaders in the mining area, Deng Xiulin, who was always serious, wanted to laugh.

These people are probably waiting for Han Shuo's private army left in the dark to receive the news and come over. As long as they can hold on until then, they will be trapped.

What a pity...

"Don't wait."

Han Xi seemed to see through their thoughts, and a hint of sneer appeared on the corner of his lips. "Those people my fourth uncle kept in the forest were controlled half an hour ago. You can't count on them."

"What? Impossible!"

The mine manager cried out in shock.

And Han Xi only needed to give him a look, and the last trace of blood color on his face completely faded away.

The other people also seemed to have their bones pulled out, and instantly collapsed in their chairs with dazed eyes.

At this moment they realized that Han Xi's sudden visit was not a so-called inspection at all, but he came to the mining area. He had already planned to close the net tonight.

The only sound in the air of confrontation was the sound of heavy breathing.

Han Xi glanced at his watch, and the last bit of warmth in his tone disappeared: "One last time, where are the keys?"

The mine manager gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, but still refused to give in.

Han Xi didn't say anything else, just tilted his head slightly.

Jiang Dong behind him immediately understood, and his right hand reached behind his waist like lightning, and the black muzzle of the gun was instantly pointed at the mine manager's knee.

"Bang——" a muffled sound.

The sound of the bullet penetrating the cloth was clear and sharp. The mine manager screamed and fell to the ground hugging his knees. Cold sweat instantly soaked his shirt.

This shot completely tore through all disguises.

Han Shuo's confidants were like cats whose tails were stepped on. They all pulled back and frantically reached for the guns hidden at their waists. The sound of metal clashing rang out frequently.

Almost at the same time, several men in black behind Han Xi also pulled out their guns and pointed them steadily at the opposite side.

The restaurant was instantly filled with the cold muzzles of guns, and the air seemed to solidify into substance.

The two sides faced each other across from the mine manager who was lying on the ground and wailing. There was murderous intent in every look. They were just being polite and cozy, but now it was just a fight to the death.

"Young Master, even if everyone outside is yours, we have the most people in this restaurant. As long as we capture you, those people outside will naturally not dare to take action!"

"Really? Then try it."

The tall and thin man had a gloomy face. He looked nervously at the guns in the hands of Jiang Dong and the people he brought with him, and the sweat on his forehead slid down involuntarily.

The mine manager was still lying on the ground groaning.

The fat man's palms were sweating profusely, and they were so wet that he could hardly hold the gun steadily.

Han Xi said, "You're right about one thing. The mining area belongs to the Han family. Although my fourth uncle has been in charge of the mining area for many years, it is just an appointment made by the Han Group. As the executive director of the Han Group, I can recall him at any time."

"I just don't know what you are going to do when the time comes."