Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 1227 - 622: Really a Good Place for Murder and Plunder!_2

Chapter 1227: Chapter 622: Really a Good Place for Murder and Plunder!_2

Mr. Hassan never dared to dream of such days before!

That’s why he said that.

"At first, Henija said he needed to think it over and negotiate. But today he called me, threatening me that if I do business and open mines in your country, I have to help out, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, what does he dare to do?" Hassan had now caught on to Sean Knight’s implications. Was this Henija trying to drive away the godfather of the tribe?

"What he means is that then I will just have to leave this country," Sean Knight confessed frankly.

Old Hassan cut him off, resolutely saying, "This old coot Henija doesn’t want to mix in this, does he? He absolutely does not speak for us! Mr. Knight, rest assured! All the tribes within hundreds of kilometers will firmly support you to stay! Even the organization’s decision will not bypass our thoughts!

So, Mr. Knight, rest assured! Your base, your coal mine, and those people will definitely not be sent away! We will still hope that you can continue to mine here, continue to recruit people. We are your backing—there’s no need for you to go to Kabul in the future, just stay at the base! Here, no one dares to touch you, no one dares to make such demands on you!

No, I’m calling Henija right now!"

Hassan angrily hung up the phone, and Sean Knight knew that the matter was basically settled.

He boarded the airplane, switched off his mobile phone.

Let Henija worry about it.

The plane smoothly ascended to the stratosphere and then flew southwest.

Sean Knight closed his eyes to rest on the airplane, while also planning his trip to Aswan.

Aswan is just a small village, so it is impossible for there to be an airport here.

The airplane landed at Cairo Airport. Sean Knight turned on his mobile phone and found dozens of missed calls.

Mostly from Henija.

Sean Knight chuckled and did not pick up.

Now he knows to be anxious?

I’m not serving him anymore!

Elijah Hastings was packing the luggage with the team members and then walked out of the airport with Sean Knight.

"Boss, you don’t know, but to get these spots, our team members almost broke their heads," Douglas Cooper said with a laugh: "It really turned into a contest of skill, the best man got to join."

Sean Knight smiled but did not respond.

The young men at his side were truly elite.

Although they weren’t in military uniforms, each of them was extremely vigilant. Once out of the airport, they were constantly scanning their surroundings, Sean Knight guessed that if they weren’t looking for suspicious targets, then they were observing places suitable for hiding, suitable for shooting, and so on.

Lincoln Harrington had already made arrangements with the car rental beforehand, so as soon as they left the airport, three large off-road vehicles were waiting for them.

With sufficient funds, Sean Knight didn’t have to fuss over these matters anymore.

The cars were new, and Sean Knight might have thought about being low-key in the past. But this time he was acting as a gangster, so there was no need to be subdued. An all-black bulletproof off-road vehicle carrying ten people headed south.

The mobile phone rang again, still Henija’s number.

Thinking that once they entered the upstream area of the Nile River, there might be no signal in Aswan, Sean Knight answered the call.

"Mr. Knight, hello," Henija was clearly very angry, but now he had to suppress his rage and say politely as the call connected, "My attitude was wrong earlier, please do not take it to heart..."

Actually, it was the demand of the Minister of Internal Affairs, but Henija had to take the blame.

"No problem at all. I can understand your difficulty," Sean Knight was not opposed to lowering his head when given the opportunity, "I was on an airplane earlier, so I couldn’t answer the phone."

"You were on a flight? Where did you go?" Henija was startled to hear it.

"I’m currently in Cairo," Sean Knight said. "I have things to deal with here."

"Ah? Cairo?" Henija hadn’t expected Sean Knight to leave so abruptly, thinking he must have been upset by the conditions he had set earlier, worried that things were going badly.

Of course, he didn’t know that whether Henija had declined or immediately agreed to Sean Knight’s terms earlier, Sean Knight was still going to leave on a plane.

"Yes, I’m in Cairo. I have things to deal with here. After that, I might fly back," Sean Knight was quite forthcoming.

"About the Sacred Wand, I communicated again with the leader of the Professor, and we realized we had considered it poorly. We have already agreed on your mining, and we hope that you..."

"That’s great," Sean Knight said it was great, but his tone was indifferent, "Of course, I will also mobilize my resources to look for the wand. Let’s do this, I’ll give you a call when there’s news."

Hassan had already made it clear that the tribes near the base could decide on the mining, even if it was a gold mine. As long as the tribe had a stake in it, it wasn’t impossible.

So, Sean Knight knew he had bid too low, not only that, but he was also threatened in the process, so he was naturally a bit displeased.

However, thinking about the several cars of cultural relics in his possession, even giving away a wand wasn’t a big deal.

After all, the energy was already in his hands.

So, if it had to be given away, then so be it.

After making some perfunctory statements and hanging up, Sean Knight closed his eyes to rest in the car.

The car was excellent, and the driver’s skills were very good, making for a smooth ride.

By the time they reached Aswan, it was the second day.

Sean Knight saw that the house before him was very ordinary, similar to the places in the northwest small town back home. Looking at the cars clearly overloading their capacity messily parked in and out of the small town, he knew the news had indeed spread within the industry.