But the next scene left everyone present dumbfounded.

The man's head was not smashed, but the hard hat on top of his head was broken in two and fell to the ground.

Everyone stared blankly at this scene, a little confused.

Is it because his strength is too small, or the quality of the helmet is too good?

Ye Feng didn't give them much chance to think, he kicked the man away.

Then he swung the pickaxe and smashed it on top of another miner.

Like the man in front, this miner was safe and sound, but the helmet on his head was smashed, and in the next second, he was kicked out by Ye Feng.

If once is a coincidence, but twice is intentional.

Lan Xingyue and the others felt incredible.

How did he manage to smash the hard hat without hurting anyone?

The gang of miners also reacted at this time, and began to siege Ye Feng with shovels and pickaxes.

And Ye Feng made an iron pickaxe superb, just like whack-a-mole, smashing the pickaxes one by one on the heads of these miners.

"Bang bang bang..."

The iron pick is in his hands, it is no longer an iron pick.

It is like the paintbrush in the hands of a painter, the musical instrument in the hands of a musician, and the carving knife in the hands of an engraver.

This is no longer violence, but art.

Two minutes later, the dozen or so miners had all fallen to the ground.

But it was not knocked down by the pickaxe, but kicked down by Ye Feng.

In addition, there are broken helmets all over the floor.

These broken hard hats are even more shocking than the miners all over the floor.

Lan Xingyue, Zhuang Xiaoqiao and a group of members of the exploration team watched this scene in disbelief.

It is not difficult to smash people to death with a pickaxe.

But it is too difficult to smash the helmet without hurting anyone.

"How did he do it?" Lan Xingyue looked dully at Zhuang Xiaoqiao beside her.

"I...I don't know either." Zhuang Xiaoqiao smiled wryly. Although she knew that Ye Feng was very strong, she didn't know that it would be so strong.

In fact, Ye Feng also had a sudden whim, wanting to test his control over power.

The results of the experiment still made him very satisfied.

But this is not the highest level.

Master Liu Wenyuan said that a master in the realm of a master can hold the end of a long spear with one hand, and use the tip of the spear to write small script with ink, and the writing is correct and the strokes are not messy.

He didn't even dare to imagine that kind of realm.

It is only possible to control the power to the peak.

He put away these thoughts, took the pickaxe, and walked towards the lead miner.

"You...what are you going to do?" The man propped his hands on the ground and kept moving backwards,

"Who sent you here?" Ye Feng knew that there must be another mastermind behind this group of people.

"Our boss." Seeing that he didn't intend to do anything, the man calmed down a little.

"What's your boss's name?" Ye Feng continued to ask.

"Liu...Liu Jinshui. I advise you to leave as soon as possible. If our boss comes, you will have nothing to eat."

As soon as the man mentioned his boss, he seemed to regain his confidence and started to shout.

"Liu Jinshui? Are you so arrogant?" Ye Feng immediately expressed disdain.

"Boy, I'm afraid you don't know how powerful Brother Shui is. If you fall into Brother Shui's hands, the male will be buried alive, and the female will be killed first..."

Before he could finish speaking, the pickaxe in Ye Feng's hand suddenly dropped.

The pointed side accidentally smashed into the man's thigh.

The man let out a shrill scream, which made his scalp tingle.

"Oh, I'm sorry, my hands are shaking." Ye Feng smiled apologetically, and then pulled out the pickaxe again.

"what.."

The iron pick was pulled out, and a stream of blood shot out from the man's thigh immediately, causing him to roll his eyes in pain.

And everyone present was frightened by Ye Feng's method.

If he said he didn't do it on purpose, no ghost would believe it.

The more casually he behaved, the colder his back was.

Ye Feng didn't pay attention to everyone's thoughts, put the iron pick in his hand, and looked at the man with a smile, "Call your boss and ask him to come over within five minutes, otherwise, I will wait for your corpse to be collected."

Although he said it with a smile, in the eyes of that man, he was even more terrifying than a ghost.

The man didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone to make a call.

"Hey, Brother Shui, I'm Ergou, we were beaten..."

"..."

"Ye Feng, let's leave here first."

At this moment, Zhuang Xiaoqiao walked quickly to Ye Feng's side and looked at him worriedly.

She had heard many stories about this kind of small coal mine before, and knew that such people were very cruel.

After all, this is someone else's territory, if the disturbance continues, something serious may happen.

"Don't worry, I don't fight uncertain battles with your man." Ye Feng turned around and winked at her.

Zhuang Xiaoqiao's pretty face flushed immediately, and she punched him on the chest angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm not talking nonsense, who said to be my woman last night?" Ye Feng didn't care where it was, flirting with Zhuang Xiaoqiao as if no one else was there.

Everyone present looked at him in astonishment.

Not to mention anything else, just this kind of mentality is not something everyone can possess.

Lan Xingyue frowned slightly.

For some reason, she couldn't understand Ye Feng's frivolous appearance.

As the big boss of Origin Mining, shouldn't he be more serious?

How decent is it to fight with women in public?

This relaxed atmosphere did not last long, and was broken by the sound of a car engine.

From a distance, I saw a dilapidated big truck driving towards this side. At first glance, it was the kind used to pull coal, and the truck was dark.

At least 50 people were dragged on the slatted compartment of the truck.

These people are all black, and they are carrying all kinds of iron tools in their hands.

"I'll go, big troops."

Ye Feng was immediately surprised by the way this group of people appeared on the stage, as if they were a gendarmerie in a small day.

"Gah!"

The truck stopped not far away.

The car door opened, and a bald man jumped out of the car and shouted at the group of people behind: "Get out of the car for me. Shit, you dare to come to my place to make trouble, you want to die..."

A group of people in the car jumped out of the car with a "plop plop".

The man turned around and pulled out a tubular object from the compartment.

When Lan Xingyue, Zhuang Xiaoqiao and several members of the exploration team saw what he took out, their expressions changed drastically.

It turned out to be a shotgun!

"Ye Feng, let's go quickly."

Lan Xingyue was also in a hurry at this time, she didn't expect this Liu Jinshui to be so crazy that he even brought a gun.

If this is not done well, it will really kill people.

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes, looked at the arrogant man, then turned his head and ordered several members of the exploration team: "You take Captain Lan and Miss Zhuang to a safe place first."