The mine's main gate was stormed by a convoy like a rampaging beast.
Luo Yan brought Jiang Youwei to the gate, where he saw that the convoy consisted of five or six modified SUVs and three cargo trucks.
After the SUVs came to a stop, the man covering his nose with a handkerchief remained seated inside one of them.
One by one, soldiers leaped down from the three cargo trucks. They were fully armed, wearing Combat Suits and steel helmets, like soldiers about to enter the Battlefield.
Their weapons were also of excellent quality. With standardized equipment across the board, they looked nothing like a ragtag army.
Jiang Youwei whispered to Luo Yan.
"These are Master Hu's personal troops. There are more than a hundred of them, and they train every day."
"But they rarely see combat. They mainly protect the Hu family."
"I never expected Master Hu to send them out this time. Looks like we're in trouble."
Luo Yan remained silent as the soldiers lined up, then split into two columns.
At that moment, several more soldiers in dark camouflage uniforms came over, automatic rifles strapped to their backs. Their movements were agile and fierce.
They were clearly different from the ordinary soldiers. They seemed to be the elite of the Hu family's personal guards, and they came to the rear of Hu Bufan's SUV.
One of the soldiers shouted, "Salute!"
All the soldiers stood at attention and saluted Hu Bufan.
Only then did Hu Bufan get out of the vehicle.
Jiang Youwei wiped his sweat and said, "I'll go over and greet him first."
He jogged over, but before he could speak, one of the Hu family's elite guards swiftly raised his gun, pointed it at Jiang Youwei, and shouted.
"Stop!"
Jiang Youwei was startled and dropped