"East."
Zhang Feng pointed in the direction of the border city, "I've played a few rounds at Brother Mountain Cat's casino before."
"Oh, regular customer?" The enforcer handling the gemstone replied casually, then looked at the gemstone.
They worked in the mining business, so they had a keen eye and quickly realized the gemstone was genuine.
"Buddy." He played with it fondly, "Where did this come from?"
"Don't ask what you shouldn't." Zhang Feng pointed towards the mine, "Is Brother Mountain Cat here?"
Silence.
Neither enforcer spoke, they just quietly watched Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng had an overbearing tone, which they didn't like.
They showed no signs of being intimidated, as if saying, 'Just because you talk tough like a gang boss doesn't mean I fear you.'
Zhang Feng ignored them and patted his pocket, "I've got a gun here, will you back down or shall I?"
"Don't move!" Hearing there was a gun.
They immediately grew alert.
The enforcer holding the gemstone nodded to the other one, "I'll disarm him, then you take the gemstone and go find Brother Mountain Cat, tell him someone's here to visit."
Having said that, he handed the gemstone to the other person and slowly approached Zhang Feng to take out his gun and search him.
After verifying nothing happened, the other person also ran inside the mine.
"Don't worry, we won't rob you of your gemstone." The enforcer stored Zhang Feng's gun carefully, "Wait a bit."
"Okay." Zhang Feng stood in place and didn't say anything further.
After a while.
A voice came from the enforcer's communicator, "Let the boss come in to chat."
"Alright, Brother Mountain Cat." The enforcer replied and looked at Zhang Feng, "Let's go, boss."
Following the enforcer into the mine.
The two proceeded straight to a row of small bungalows not far from the entrance.
Though their walls weren't very white, compared to the workers' blackened dormitory area in the distance, they seemed very clean.
Arriving here.
The enforcer pointed at the door ahead, "The frontmost room, the door that's open, go on in."
"Mm."
Zhang Feng surveyed the area and saw two gunmen patrolling outside the bungalow.
However, as Zhang Feng approached, they didn't stop him because they had received orders from Brother Mountain Cat.
Entering the room.
It was a small office.
There was a desk, a reception sofa, and a new tea machine.
Besides these.
Two enforcers stood there, with submachine guns slung over their shoulders.
M3 submachine guns.
Quality among budget options, very practical.
As Zhang Feng entered, they stood on either side of his body.
Zhang Feng wasn't concerned, instead looking towards the man behind the desk.
He was in his fifties, bald, closely examining Zhang Feng's gemstone.
This was Brother Mountain Cat.
"This is decent stuff." Brother Mountain Cat looked for a few moments more before raising his head to Zhang Feng, "Are you selling, or what?"
Zhang Feng first glanced at the two enforcers beside him, then asked, "Are you Brother Mountain Cat?"
"That's me." Brother Mountain Cat laughed, "What, someone dares impersonate me on my turf?"
"No." Zhang Feng laughed too, "Just confirming, didn't want to miss the real deal.
Because my business is big, only Brother Mountain Cat can handle it."
"Haha!" Hearing compliments, Brother Mountain Cat stood up from the boss's chair and approached Zhang Feng, "You said the business is big? It's not just this one, right?
What, there's better merchandise?"
"Yes." Zhang Feng nodded, "I want to be direct, no politeness, because I've got things to do later."
"Great!" Brother Mountain Cat laughed, "I like straightforward people! I don't like wasting time with pleasantries either!
So, what else do you have?"
"There's more..."
Before finishing, Zhang Feng suddenly struck, hands reaching up sharply, 'crack' snapped the throats of the two enforcers.
Then, with a step forward, Zhang Feng switched from claws to fists, delivering a blow to crush Brother Mountain Cat's throat.
"There's more, after killing you, I need to find a way to get out."
Thud—
Before the bodies hit the ground.
Using his hands and feet, Zhang Feng gently laid them on the floor.
The next moment.
Zhang Feng moved to the door, slightly avoiding, and looked outside.
The gunmen not far off were still patrolling, unaware of what happened inside.
Zhang Feng glanced at the AKs on their backs, not rushing out immediately, but looking at the submachine guns on the enforcers' bodies inside the room.
This model, Zhang Feng wasn't very familiar with.
So Zhang Feng then approached Brother Mountain Cat's body, searched him, no gun.
First put away the gemstone.
Then looked at the nearby desk.
Clatter—
Quickly ransacking through.
Zhang Feng found a P2 type pistol in the drawer.
Its surface was black anodized polished, had excellent performance, and was popular in the military and police world.
Zhang Feng remembered it well.
'This will do!'
Zhang Feng quickly disassembled and checked, taking out the dozen bullets from the drawer.
Inhale—
Took a deep breath.
Zhang Feng embraced it with both hands, tucking the pistol under his elbow.
Walked out the door.
The two nearby gunmen looked at Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng didn't speak, heading straight towards the distant exit.
'Why didn't Brother Mountain Cat see the client off? Did the deal fall apart?' They looked doubtfully, then walked towards the small room.
When Zhang Feng saw their backs turned towards him, he quickly took a few steps toward the exit.
As he judged that they were about to reach the hut's doorway window.
Zhang Feng suddenly turned around.
At the same time, the two men saw the scene inside the hut.
One of the overseers was about to pick up the walkie-talkie.
The other one was glancing at Zhang Feng while trying to take down the AK slung on his back.
Bam bam bam!
But Zhang Feng struck first, firing four shots in succession, hitting the man reaching for a gun twice in the chest, causing him to collapse immediately.
The other man's arm was hit, but his survival instincts prompted him to roll into the hut.
"What happened?"
"Where was the gun fired?"
The sharp sound of gunfire was incongruous even in the machine-operating mining site.
As Zhang Feng fired his shots, nearby overseers looked in the direction where Zhang Feng was.
Bam bam!
Zhang Feng fired two shots at them and then swiftly ran towards the side of a nearby big truck.
Da da da—
Two seconds after he hid behind the truck, bullets rained down on the other side of the truck like the patter of raindrops.
Zhang Feng reached out, grabbing the truck's railing to suspend his body in the air to avoid being shot in the legs should someone crouch down to spray bullets.
"He's behind the truck!"
"Surround him!"
"Big trouble! Brother Mountain Cat is dead!"
A chaotic chorus of shouts erupted from behind him.
'Shit!' Zhang Feng looked at the exit forty meters ahead.
This has been a thrilling fight, taking the enemy leader's head from amidst thousands of soldiers.
But escaping now was slightly problematic.
'Do I need to waste a revival opportunity?'
Zhang Feng was already contemplating an escape plan.
If he revived, it would be at the 'automatic save point' from ten minutes ago.
At that time, he was at the doorway and still safe.
If he were to die, he'd have to fall early and return to before the trade.
However, there were only about thirty armed overseers on the surface.
And perhaps, in a mine full of costly machinery, they weren't using heavier weaponry either.
So, Zhang Feng still wanted to give it a try.
"Fire!"
Zhang Feng gritted his teeth, exerted strength with his hands, and flipped himself onto the top of the truck.
He looked at the few overseers who were running this way.
Bam bam bam!
Zhang Feng emptied a magazine without looking at the results, immediately jumping down.
Thud—
Zhang Feng listened to the sound of bodies falling, it was two people.
"Ah..."
"My leg..."
The wails were from two men.
The salvo hit four people, but he didn't know how many were killed.
"Change the clip, change the clip..." Zhang Feng quickly reloaded.
But more people were closing in.
Just then.
"I just want to go home! Go home!"
Suddenly, there was a bigger commotion from behind.
A young man managed to reach a vehicle and drove straight towards the group of overseers!
He was the young man who had missed his grandparents earlier.
There were still tear marks on his face.
"This kid is nuts!"
"Run quickly!"
Boom—
The force of the vehicle sent two overseers who couldn't dodge flying and frightened the remaining overseers into scattering.
"I picked up a gun!"
The young man wasn't alone; a few workers also picked up guns from some of the corpses and clumsily fired at the dodging overseers.
"Quick, quick, quick! Help that man!"
At the same time, more than a dozen men joined the rebellion wielding shovels and hoes.
"Don't just stand there! Quickly help the one who killed Brother Mountain Cat! He's saving us!"
"Go to the overseer dormitory, they have guns! The night shift is also asleep!"
Accompanied by a tide of shouts, the group of rebels expanded.
Zhang Feng was a spark, igniting a prairie fire.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Feng also peeked out and began to snipe at the overseers who wanted to kill the workers.
...
Evening.
The vibrant red dusk cast a glow on the dark valley.
The workers sat together, not speaking, quietly watching Zhang Feng at the forefront.
Now, they had cleaned up and put on some new clothes.
Although they were those of the overseers.
But they were already very happy.
Behind them were a few large trucks from the mining site, but now they weren't loaded, just emptied.
And cleaned.
They planned to drive back together, sending fellow workers back.
At this moment, they hadn't left because they didn't know how to thank the person before them.
Zhang Feng also looked at them, feeling the warmth of the setting sun and the slightly chilly wind at the end of autumn,
"It's cold, let's go home."