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Chapter 1311 Chapter 233. Boss Joan
Joan needed some time to digest the situation and the rules of the Broken Mine.

When she first arrived, she was inexplicably turned from a miner into a thug. Before she even met the boss, the rival gang attacked. Then the boss died in a sneak attack, and she became the new boss of the Fire Dragon Gang without knowing it.

The Fire Dragon Gang is not very strong. Apart from the dead boss, there are no other professionals.

but……

"why me?"

She just arrived... Can a newcomer be the boss?
The foreman said that this is how things are in the Broken Mine, with gangs and bosses changing all the time, and their gang of thugs can only rely on the strong. When the boss dies, they either surrender or run away.

The words just now released by the rival gang were "kill them", and there was no surrender, so they turned around and ran.

The gang members cleaned up the battlefield - mainly searching for valuables and weapons, and returned to the mine surrounded by simple fences.

"Am I your boss now?" Joan asked.

"Yes boss."

"What do I mean?"

"Yes boss."

"Well, call all the laborers to me!"

"No problem boss!"

The foreman looked like a new lackey, running into the mine under the jealousy of the old lackey.

Soon, more than fifty laborers in the mine were driven out with beatings and scolding.

They were wearing thin dirty clothes and shivering in the snow.

Joan couldn't bear it, so she cut to the chase: "How long do you have to work a day, how many meals do you have, and how much can you get paid?"

No one responded, but someone who was too cold to bear it shivered and said, "I... I can do it for a few dozen minutes."

Joan was still wondering, but when she saw the foreman's lustful eyes, she realized what was happening and said with disgust, "Take him back. You are not allowed to eat today."

The foreman kicked the begging laborer back to the mine like a hungry tiger.

Hiding her reluctance, Joan repeated, "How long do you have to work a day, how many meals do you have, and how much wages can you get?"

Only then did they begin to speak timidly.

Compared to those working in the open-pit coal mines, their treatment was better, at least they were really hard laborers rather than consumables - they had food to eat, although they could never get full. They had money to take, but they would exchange it for food as soon as they got it.

This is the opposite of open-pit coal mining. The former is short-sighted and immediate, as long as the value of the work done by the bought or deceived laborers exceeds the cost of buying them. The latter regards the laborers as personal property, and it is obviously more profitable to support the laborers than to work them to death.

Joan nodded, glanced at the remaining hard labor, and imitated Annan and said, "I am the new boss of the Fire Dragon Gang, so from today on, you only need to work twelve hours a day, eat two meals, and your wages will be doubled... no, tripled!"

Even if it triples, it is only half of the most basic work in Golden City.

Even so, the gang members were still surprised.

The foreman came up to Joan and whispered, "Boss, isn't that too much...?"

“We won’t make any money?”

"It's profitable, but not much..."

"What are you afraid of?"

The foreman had no choice but to endure it, since he was the new boss.

Compared to the laborers who were overjoyed and filled with tears, the gang members who had just finished a fight and whose bodies were still stained with the blood of their enemies and themselves were much more gloomy.

But it's better than being kicked out...

"What's your name?" Joan asked.

The foreman was delighted: "Harding, Boss." "Okay, Harding, now you are the deputy leader of the Fire Dragon Gang."

Harding was shaking with excitement: "I swear to live and die with the Fire Dragon Gang!"

"You don't have to die...just go get them a few dozen cotton-padded clothes to wear."

"Good boss!"

Harding had just agreed when he turned bitter again: "Boss, I don't have... no money."

"Well... the former boss should have some money, go get it."

"This……"

"I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

She asked the laborers to go back to the mine to keep warm and come out to get clothes. She then asked the distraught former lackey, "Who is the gang that attacked us?"

"World Tree Gang, Boss!" He was visibly excited.

"Oh yeah, the World Tree Gang... where is their territory?"

"It's just a few miles away in Hyjal Ravine!"

"I understand. You take him first... take the brothers to rest and bandage themselves, and then we will kill them!" Joan was murderous.

Although one of the gang leaders died in the passive attack just now, the World Tree Gang suffered even more casualties. While they are weak, it is better to solve the hidden danger in one fell swoop!
The depressed gang members suddenly became excited, their hands stopped shaking and their wounds no longer hurt.

Expanding the territory means more mines, which means more money. In comparison, improving the treatment of hard laborers is not so unacceptable.

Joan walked into the shed and counted the "inheritance" left to her by the previous gang leader. There was about half a purse left, about thirty-four gold nars...enough for the expenses of ten families for five years.

You can earn more than mercenaries without having to work so hard.

The Broken Mining Area had its own merchants, and Harding quickly found the merchants and bought dozens of cotton-padded clothes, which he brought over to distribute to the hard laborers.

Joan spent another 10 gold nars to ask the merchant to get some good weapons and food, and preferably a set of ladies' armor.

They are scattered in the broken mining area, so there is no way they can contact Annan for supplies.

"What should we do with the body outside?" Joan remembered that the body of the former gang leader was still moving outside.

"Don't worry about it, the homeless will clean it up."

Joan walked out doubtfully, and found that the bodies were gone.

Joan remembered that Vice Captain Skeeter's job was to recruit homeless people.

They were a group of people who were worse off than the hard laborers - but that was a matter of opinion. At least, the wanderers were not enslaved and had "meat" to eat.

The local merchants were very quick and soon brought in several carts of food and a set of blood-stained ladies' leather armor.

Regardless of the dirt, Joan put on the leather armor. Except for the empty space on the chest, it fit her well and the scales fit perfectly when she stuffed them in.

Joan took out another five gold nars to pay for the leather armor, and asked her gang members to take new weapons and take her to Hyjal Valley.

They came up empty-handed, as the gang members of Hyjal Trench had looted everything and fled. Only the hard laborers in the mines were unaware of what was happening outside and continued to dig day and night.

It turned out that their boss, the wizard apprentice who had launched a sneak attack with the magic scroll, had been killed by Joan.

Joan tried to recall that guy who was weaker than an ordinary person. She rushed up and easily smashed his head with her sword. As for being attacked... it seemed a little uncomfortable at the time, but as Ilimayas' scales heated up slightly, the discomfort became as weak as the one that came every month.

The gang members were cheering. No matter what, the coal mine in Haigar Valley belonged to the Fire Dragon Gang.

I have been here for half a day and have taken over two coal mines. Although the methods are somewhat different...but the progress of others should not be as fast as mine, right?

(End of this chapter)