Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets Chapter 1367 - 669

The local diggers eventually ca over.

The racket that Sean Knight had heard earlier was the scene of them arguing with the team mbers keeping watch nearby.

Sergei had already gone over, and at the mont he was arguing loudly with those people in the local language.

Although Sergei seed sowhat "slender" compared to the opposing bear-like Big Heads, this youth was not afraid at all and his roar was just as loud as the Big Head’s.

The huge roar attracted several groups of diggers to co over, but most of them just watched from a distance in the jungle.

Relatively speaking, these people followed the rules better.

Of course, it was only relatively speaking.

The diggers had their own rules, and under normal circumstances, according to the unspoken rules, other diggers wouldn’t go near a place that was already claid by soone within a certain range.

These Big Heads either were instigated by soone or thought that they were strong and tough, and wanted to try their luck with Sean Knight.

Of course, watching their eyes glance from ti to ti at the stack of "Spoils of War" near the tent that looked like a small hill, it was clear they were blinded by greed.

"Tell them if they don’t leave, don’t bla us for being rude!" Sean Knight was very dissatisfied with the harassnt from these people, and said loudly to the team mber over there:

"Is it that your fists can only pick up tools? Is your only ans of counterattack left to your mouth?"

Sean Knight’s words directly released the violent streak in the team mbers, Sergei naturally understood what Sean Knight ant, and he roared another sentence.

The other side pushed Sergei impatiently, and with that push, ignited the fuse!

The two team mbers protecting Sergei bent down and charged out!

The one on the left twisted the Big Head’s arm, then wrapped his arm around to perform a bear hug and threw him straight to the ground!

Although the team mber was shorter than the opponent, he possessed explosive strength within his body, amazingly strong!

When the strong man was slamd heavily onto the ground, the team mber had already let go, stepped back, and adopted a defensive posture, protecting Sergei behind him!

Another team mber charged straight at another skinny tall guy, Sean Knight also observed that this person, although not directly involved in the fight, was obviously the one instigating it!

This team mber acted even more violently, moving towards the slim tall fellow he threw a series of punches, haymakers, and sidekicks!

The opponent, although also a skilled fighter, couldn’t react quickly enough and was passively taking hits against this team mber, and was kicked flying with a spin side kick while he was protecting his head with his arms!

The two team mbers, with a series of moves, almost simultaneously brought down two people, all within a matter of seconds, directly stunning the other diggers behind them, who then actually started cheering!

Clearly, in their eyes, these two fought well!

In this land where brute force is revered, there’s nothing better than fighting to resolve troubles!

The colleagues of the two n helped them up; the Big Head wiped the cut on his head from a Tree Branch, looked at the team mber in front of Sergei, and fear was visible in his eyes.

No longer insisting, those few n backed away.

The other diggers were also stopped in their tracks, and the argunt ended.

"Well fought!" Sean Knight said loudly, "Next ti we encounter a provocation from the opposition, if they don’t want us to convince them with reason, then we’ll use this thod!"

The other team mbers also started cheering, this kind of hands-on, straightforward approach to defending their territory was exactly in line with these n’s sense of violent aesthetics.

Under Sean Knight’s intentional guidance, the team mbers slowly moved their digging location closer to the outer periter of the warehouse.

If nothing changes, in half a day they should reach the warehouse on the very outside that stored the captured Soviet Army equipnt.

The Elderly Lev, introduced by Sergei, ca over with his people again.

Seeing the stack of "garbage" that was even higher than yesterday, Lev’s eyes narrowed with happiness, almost disappearing.

He directed his Subordinates to pick up these items one by one, while he estimated their worth and had them loaded onto a vehicle—yes, he had co in a tractor modified from a tank chassis, pulling a large trailer.

"Sir, you are too impressive," Lev said while examining the items, praising Sean Knight and his team: "Other diggers, if they could find one or two items like this in one day, would consider it a good haul.

But with you, a large pile just appears as if from nowhere—as if you’re relatives of Lady Luck herself!"

Sergei translated these words for Sean Knight, who just smiled.

Maybe.

Sean Knight always felt his luck was sowhat extensive and it replenished quickly!

Lev worked quickly, and within half an hour, he had inspected and appraised the pile of items.

"Twenty-three thousand dollars," Lev said this ti, pulling out a thick wad of so money, "This is a very nice inco."

Through Sergei, Sean Knight already knew ordinary diggers might not even find one item a day.

The stories and videos of carelessly pulling valuable antiques out of Water Pits or Marshlands, even for experienced diggers, were not an everyday sight.

Just like Sean Knight initially made his fortune with containers, people like Mr. Madden were the norm. Gambling cos with wins and losses.

More experienced and veteran players might win more often, but they don’t win all the ti.