The car fell silent.
Old Mo simply smoked, without even moving his eyes, as if nothing that happened had anything to do with him.
Ding Li chuckled, patted Hu Bufan on the shoulder, and said, "Old Mo, get out."
Old Mo immediately opened the door and got out with his sniper rifle on his back.
Ding Li followed him out, then headed toward the vehicles behind them.
Hu Bufan's face twisted as he shouted, "Ding Li, are you planning to rebel?"
His voice echoed across the wilderness.
"Planning to rebel..."
"Rebel~"
Seeming to realize how dangerous this was, Hu Bufan hurriedly ducked back inside. He angrily pounded the seat before telling the driver, "Drive!"
When he reached an SUV, Ding Li took off his coat and accepted a bulletproof vest and tactical helmet from Qiao Li.
After putting them on, he also prepared two pistols and an assault rifle.
Old Mo looked at him. "Mister Ding, you could have left with Young Master Hu."
"Leave the mine to us."
Ding Li laughed. "Don't be silly. My friends and brothers are at the camp."
"How could I just leave?"
"Besides, I've never had the habit of making my brothers risk their lives on the front lines while I drink and chase women in the rear."
"Let's go. We'll drive the invaders back!"
Iron Bear roared with laughter. "Mister Ding, I've been waiting for you to say that."
"Let's go. We're killing our way back!"
Several armed SUVs turned around and sped toward the mine.
The sound of cannon fire rolled across the mine. Even from far away, they could see the Management Area blazing, with building after building either burning and belching smoke or leaning and collapsing.
Once they reached the Management Area, the many buildings made it impossible for the