Chapter 710: Chapter 466: Being His Dog... Maybe It’s Not Such a Bad Thing (2)

Qi Yun took out a pack of cigarettes, leisurely lit one up, and showed no trace of nervousness on his face.

Having trained under Brother Quan for so long, along with daily herbal medicine, his physical condition had reached an exaggerated level, so much so that even the old black couldn’t stand up to him.

Only a table separated him from Miller. At this distance, if the other party made any sudden move, Qi Yun was fully confident he could react instantly and subdue him.

Miller also regained his composure and sat back in his chair.

But Qi Yun could see his hands were trembling slightly.

The office was deathly silent, except for the tick-tock of the wall clock.

Finally, Miller spoke, his voice still filled with anger, "Do you think knowing all this can threaten me?"

"I can make sure you and your people never leave this police station!"

Qi Yun exhaled a puff of smoke, shaking his head slowly: "I don’t know where you got the confidence to think you can keep me here. Even if your mayor were here, he wouldn’t dare say that."

Miller was taken aback by his words, his eyes filled with uncertainty.

"Besides, what I just said was merely an insult. Now, I’m going to genuinely threaten you."

"That journalist you buried in the forest, perhaps he was called Glenn? Do you remember him?"

Miller’s body went stiff, as if shocked by electricity.

The blood drained from his face visibly, and his lips started to tremble uncontrollably.

"You... what are you talking about..." His voice squeezed out from his throat, like a duck being strangled.

He had been extremely discreet about that incident. Fearing the evidence might fall into the hands of the syndicate, he had personally killed the journalist. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

He could hardly believe how the guy in front of him knew about it.

Qi Yun watched him mockingly: "You don’t know? Then it’s fine, I’ll dig up the unburned remains and notify the state police."

"Besides, I heard that journalist Glenn seemed to have found out something."

Saying that, he extinguished his cigarette on the desk and stood up to leave.

"Wait!" Miller almost bounced from his chair, reaching out to grab Qi Yun’s arm, eyes filled with fear, "What... what do you want!"

Qi Yun paused, coldly glancing at Miller’s hand on his arm.

Feeling like he’d been burned, Miller quickly let go but still blocked Qi Yun’s way, breathing heavily: "Mr. Qi... we... we can talk."

"Ha." Under the pleading gaze, Qi Yun sat back down.

Miller also slumped back into his seat, covering his face with his hands, his shoulders shaking slightly.

After a while, he raised his head, his eyes bloodshot: "Mr. Qi, what do you want me to do?"

Qi Yun lit another cigarette without hesitation: "I actually don’t care whether you’re a righteous sheriff or a scumbag colluding with gangs. I just need you to be compliant and obey my orders, understand?"

Humiliated, Miller’s face flushed red, but upon meeting Qi Yun’s icy eyes, his anger was suppressed by fear.

He struggled to nod: "Yes, sir, I... I understand."

"Good." Qi Yun exhaled smoke, "Phew~ First, I hope my mine can operate normally in the future, and my workers remain safe."

"Of course." Miller hurriedly replied, "Your mine is within Fairbanks’ jurisdiction, ensuring the safety of legal business properties is my duty..."

"That’s not what I want to hear!" Qi Yun interrupted, looking sharply like a knife, "From today, no gang members are allowed to set foot in my mining area. If something similar happens again..."

He didn’t finish his sentence, but the threat was written clearly on his face.

Miller swallowed hard, looking troubled: "Sir, the Aryan Brotherhood is eyeing that mine. They’re... beyond my control..."

"I’ve taken their dirty money... and they have enough personnel to destroy this police station..."

"I’ll handle them. In the future, this town won’t have the Aryan Brotherhood."

Qi Yun’s words came off lightly, yet they sent shivers down Miller’s spine.

He stared wide-eyed at the calm Huaxia man before him, incredulous that he dared say such things.

"You’re... going to handle them?"

"Sir, you don’t understand. The Aryan Brotherhood has over a hundred people in Anchorage, armed, with a city councilman backing them!"

"I know." Qi Yun flicked some ash from his cigarette, "You don’t need to worry about these things, just do what you’re supposed to do."

Miller swallowed hard, realizing that for this Huaxia man to casually mention eliminating the Aryan Brotherhood, he must be a big shot.

Being his lackey... might not be such a bad thing...

"Yes, sir, what do you need me to do..."

...

An hour later, in a town house, Qi Yun distributed the documents he brought back from the police station to everyone.

"Tonight, act. Drive these guys out. If they resist, don’t hold back, just kill them. The sheriff will handle the aftermath."

Brother Quan quickly flipped through the documents. The Aryan Brotherhood’s stronghold in Fairbanks consisted of two bars, with roughly sixteen or seventeen people.

"Do they have weapons?"

"Yes." Qi Yun looked at his watch, "They should be here soon."

Before departure, he had contacted Harris and asked him to send some equipment over.

America was Harris Brothers’ biggest market, they even received orders from the Guo Defense Department. Getting weapons was a piece of cake for them.

Just as he finished speaking, the sound of a car engine came from downstairs.

Everyone looked out the window to see two pickups parked at the door, with some burly men unloading several large boxes. After honking the horn, the vehicles drove off.

Brother Quan and his men went outside to move the boxes inside. The wooden crates were pried open, revealing an array of weapons, including M4A1 carbines, Remington 870 shotguns, Glock 19 pistols, and matching ammunition.

Even more shocking, Harris had even secured a rocket launcher for Qi Yun!

Did he think he was going to take down the city police station?

An Zai, obsessed with heavy firepower, immediately picked it up to examine, "Boss, can I play with this tonight?"

Qi Yun decisively refused; two bar raids didn’t require such noise, fearing Miller couldn’t handle it either.

"Go scout the place first, and have someone keep an eye on Miller."

After assigning the task, Qi Yun went to the temporary office upstairs, where Zhong Rui gave him a detailed report on the current state of the mine.

The mining area covers about 45,000 acres, with 99% being unexplored wildlands. The previous owner roughly surveyed it, believing possible gold deposits to be near the eastern river.

So only that area had been excavated so far.

However, Qi Yun’s goal was opposite, as intelligence suggested the real gold reserves were at the mountain’s base in the southwest.

Beneath that land lay over three tons of gold!

Three tons!

Keep in mind that Alaska’s largest gold mine only extracts about ten tons of gold annually.

Furthermore, the gold was spread over 300,000 acres, requiring extensive surveying. Each zone required new mines, roads, and power grids, making their extraction far more challenging and costly than Qi Yun’s mine.

So, buying this gold mine was a windfall for Qi Yun.

Quickly extracting the gold from that area and then flipping the mine for a quick profit.

Buying Evergreen Marine’s shares nearly drained him, and he urgently needed funds.

Besides gold, the mine also had copper, lead, and zinc, all valuable ores that were effortlessly sold.

"All our procedures have been completed, and the mining equipment has been delivered, ready for installation, with operators already lined up by an agency," Zhong Rui reported.

"Mmhmm." After hearing Zhong Rui’s report, Qi Yun nodded with satisfaction, glad that the young man had matured and could handle things independently now.

"Contact a surveying company and start looking for gold in the mine tomorrow."

"Understood, boss, I’ll handle it right away."