Hearing the word "high-level", the smile on Kuroda's face instantly faded.
He knocked the wine glass in his hand heavily on the table, causing the remaining wine to splash.
"Higher-ups?!"
Kuroda gritted his teeth hatefully, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly with anger.
"Just because of those bullshit decrees they issued, the money I made this year was less than one month last year!"
The more he talked, the angrier he became, with a fierce look in his eyes.
"Since these guys don't want me to live and cut off my income, then don't blame me for being rude!"
"Say no more," Kuroda sneered, with a hint of mockery and determination in his tone.
"We, the Chamber of Commerce, do have a great business in the eyes of the people below, but from the perspective of the adults at the top, we are simply inconspicuous."
"As long as we pay on time, how can they bother to keep their eyes on us?"
Hearing Kuroda's words, the housekeeper opened his mouth, and finally sighed deeply.
He knew that the master had been completely blinded by the overwhelming benefits, and any further persuasion would be in vain.
The butler bowed his head respectfully, shut his mouth completely, turned around and retreated into the shadows to arrange those bloody errands.
On the other side, loan sharking and deposits have been suppressed at the same time, leaving Mining District with no room to breathe.
Wandering ninjas who received three times their advance salary flocked to Mining District in droves.
The mansions of the nobles were warm and cozy, but the mines outside the city were swept by the white-haired wind.
In the heavy snow, the miners only wore thin and tattered coarse cloth jackets.
The straw sandals on their feet were already stiff from the cold.
Their hands were covered with frostbite and their skin was chapped everywhere.
The blood seeping out from between the fingernails was mixed with black slag, forming a layer of blood scab that could not be washed away.
At this time, Dahe Long was sitting in front of the silver charcoal fire.
He enjoyed the fresh fruit peeled by the maid, and the juice was slowly seeping out from the pulp.
On the other side, Kuroda was lying in the steaming hot spring pool, humming the tune of Land of Birds comfortably.
A sudden crisp sound drowned out the sound of wind and snow Mining District.
An old miner with white hair had not eaten for twelve consecutive hours.
His legs suddenly became weak and he just wanted to lean on the cart to catch his breath.
The leading rebel picked up the barbed whip and swung it towards the old man.
The rough winter coat was torn on the spot.
A bloody whip mark immediately appeared on the old man's back.
He screamed and fell into a pile of sharp slag, coughing out a large mouthful of blood mixed with soot.
"Don't even pretend to be dead for me!"
The masked rebellious ninja stepped on the old man's back.
He was playing with the gleaming Kunai in his hand, grinning ferociously.
"The boss has said that from now on, each person's share per car will be doubled!"
"If you don't have enough sex before dawn, just take off your clothes and tie them up in the wind vent!"
Several young miners had bloodshot eyes and clenched their pickaxes angrily.
They tried to protest in front of the old man.
The light of the knife passed by.
The young miner who rushed to the front didn't even have time to shout.
He was struck to the ground with a knife.
Warm blood sprayed on Frozen Ground.
Blood dripped down the cracks in the rock and fell into the mine truck below.
The blizzard was getting bigger and bigger, completely covering up the groans of the fallen man.
Under the shining blade and bloody whip, no one dared to raise their head again.
They lost the courage to resist and could only turn around numbly.
Ding, ding, ding...
The mining pick dropped mechanically again and again, hitting the hard rock formation, causing the tiger's mouth to burst and bleed.
In this snow-covered land of despair, the golden mountains of the powerful are being built up piece by piece with the bones and blood of the poor.
At dawn the next day, the tragedy happened deep underground.
The location is right at the junction of the No. 3 high-quality mineral vein.
Two mining teams under Dahe Long and Kuroda collided head-on in the dark and narrow mine tunnel.
A vein of top-quality Marrowstone Sand mineral has just been dug ahead.
Under the oil lamp, the gray-white mine surface shone with attractive light spots.
Dahe Long people have sharp eyes and quick hands. They rush forward and plant the boundary flag.
The killer supervisor hired by Kuroda doesn't care about this at all.
They led people across the border to seize the mines by force.
"Go back to your doghouse!"
"This is the Alliance main mine. Who allowed you to touch it?"
Kuroda The rebellious ninja here spit out the grass roots in his mouth.
Then he raised his foot and stepped on the boundary flag directly into two pieces.
Dahe Long The foreman's eyes have already turned red.
He cursed at the top of his lungs.
"The land deed is clearly written in black and white!"
"The mineral veins go eastward, and they belong to you!"
"You are a bunch of thieves who cross the border and rob!"
Before the curse could stop, a Kunai passed by Mining Lamp.
Kunai penetrated the plumber's throat.
"How dare they strike first!"
"Kill me!"
"Seize this mine, and each person will be rewarded with a heavy reward of 10,000 taels!"
There was a continuous sound of choking, and Ninja Sword took out their sheaths one after another.
The miners who were forced into desperation were also furious.
They raised their heavy mining picks and smashed them against the opposite side without hesitation.
The narrow mine tunnel was a mess on the spot.
The sound of weapons clashing continued to echo underground.
The gravel from the top of the mine also rustled down.
Those top-quality ores with a shimmering light were dyed red by warm blood in a blink of an eye.
The shrill screams echoed repeatedly in the deep pit.
Dozens of people fought for a section of the mine, fighting desperately in the narrow pit.
A large number of guards came with swords in hand and forcibly suppressed the chaos.
The ground was already littered with dozens of people lying on it.
Several of them never stood up again.
Wind-Earth Border's business rules that had been maintained for decades collapsed on the spot in the competition for interests.
The entire Mining District was also plunged into bloody internal strife.
[Ding! Horror from the entire Mining District and Fear Points, +127600!]
[Ding! Cognitive collapse from the grassroots management of the Chamber of Commerce and Trembling Points, +18900!]
After dawn, the regular meeting of the Chamber of Commerce was held as scheduled.
The absurdity of the situation has reached an unprecedented level.
Dahe Long and Kuroda are sitting at opposite ends of the round table facing each other.
The two of them were holding high-end tea cups and their smiles were extremely hypocritical.
The four words "dressed like an animal" were brought to life by them.
Dahe Long Blow away the foam of the tea, making you smile.
"I heard that brother Kuroda spent a lot of money to recruit a lot of good people last night."
"Why, the output of the old mine has bottomed out?"
"Mining District from the east of the city, nothing happened, right?"
Kuroda narrowed his eyes and took a sip of tea.
"It's just a small fight."
"On the contrary, you, the president, just took the miners' rotation away from work."
"Aren't you afraid of the mud-legged people down there rebelling?"
"Your methods are really ruthless."
Brother and brother shouted affectionately.
But when the two of them put down their glasses, they both covered the contract bag with their sleeves.
No one wants to let the corner of the seal be exposed.
Both parties believe that this is the only deposit they can make for a private sale.
Just wait until you get the huge sum of money in three months, and then swallow up the other party's property.
Outside the conference room, Obito disguised himself as an ordinary chamber of commerce guard.
He could see everything clearly through the crack in the door.
The White Zetsu Clone attached to his sleeve transmits the conversation back to the inn.
Over the communication line at night, I could hear Obito's tight breathing.
Two lunatics, with their hands full of blood debt, are holding each other's necks with a life-threatening contract.
This situation makes Obito chill even more than just breaking their necks with Kamui.
[Ding! Worldview Reorganization Points from Obito Uchiha, +75200!]