Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 142 - 141: None of Them are Fuel-efficient Lamps!

Chapter 142: Chapter 141: None of Them are Fuel-efficient Lamps!

Mr. Brown arrived much faster than expected.

When Sean saw the skeleton armor on the seven or eight people that came with him, he understood.

This guy actually used high-tech tools to speed up their journey?

But it was normal to think about it. If the helicopter couldn’t find a good landing spot here, it wasn’t surprising for the helicopter not to arrive!

When Mr. Brown called Sean, they were already near the lake.

They had thought about going straight to the treasure spot, but the locator couldn’t pinpoint it to within meters, so they decided to find Sean first.

Sean was roasting a deer leg.

The deer was a coyote’s prey, which he happened to stumble upon, and he got a whole leg.

Although he had seasoning, the taste wasn’t as good as he thought for his first time roasting it like this.

Maybe it was the wrong method.

Sean concluded that it wasn’t his poor skills, but the method was wrong. If he used a barbecue grill and charcoal or anthracite, it might be better.

But that would be too suspicious, as Mr. Brown and the others would find out when they arrived.

When Mr. Brown came and saw Sean eating the roasted deer leg, his mouth blackened, he laughed and said:

"I didn’t expect, really didn’t expect you to be leisurely barbecuing now."

"Of course." Sean threw the deer leg aside, wiped his mouth, and laughed:

"I’ll soon get the 30% that belongs to me, of course I’m in a good mood!"

Upon hearing Sean’s words, Mr. Brown’s expression froze, then he said immediately:

"Then let us go and see the treasure first!"

Sean saw Mr. Brown’s expression and felt more and more that this guy might break his promise.

On their way, Sean noticed that Mr. Brown’s men subtly encircled him, and he became vigilant!

Looking at the weapons they carried, although they held tools, the tools were all in their left hands.

Could it be...

It wasn’t unusual for a few people to be lost in the primitive forest!

Martin had told Sean that in the previous team that came to find the treasure, one person got lost and was never found again.

At that time, Martin was scared, saying that if Sean camped alone in the forest like he did, he might have disappeared too.

So, what did these people plan to do now?

Sean casually said:

"I already called Martin, told him to inform Andrew Petrov and the others that they don’t have to search anymore, I already found the treasure!"

"What?" Mr. Brown’s expression was shocked, "Didn’t I tell you not to call anyone? How did you..."

"Martin called, Andrew asked him if I had found any harvest."

Sean casually said, "Now I guess Andrew and the others are almost here."

Mr. Brown’s face looked very unhappy.

He asked Sean:

"Why didn’t you discuss this with me?"

"When I first found the clue, Mr. Brown, you didn’t pay much attention!" Sean said with some puzzlement, "But I was sure I found the treasure! So, I told them.

Although Andrew has offended me, I’m a good person! I don’t want him to waste his efforts anymore."

Mr. Brown had a curse on his lips, but didn’t know whether to utter it!

He had indeed thought about silencing them.

As long as he saw the treasure was real, Sean could be buried together with it - of course after they took the treasure!

Now it seemed very difficult.

Mr. Brown turned his head and secretly shook it at his bodyguard.

Obviously, this plan had to be abandoned.

Sean was actually very nervous, although he couldn’t see behind him, his extraordinary senses let him know that someone was already holding a gun behind him.

His thoughts were also prepared to summon the gun hidden in the spatial realm!

Luckily, Mr. Brown stopped this action in time.

And Sean also gave up the plan to threaten Mr. Brown.

When they arrived at the treasure burial point, they saw Sean’s backpack.

"It’s right there." Sean pointed to the back of the backpack, "In the pit."

Mr. Brown eagerly walked quickly to the edge of the pit and looked down.

Sean walked beside him, taking a couple of steps back. He didn’t explain, as the gold and silver ware in the pit had already explained everything.

Mr. Brown took a deep breath, then turned to ask Sean:

"Did you take any gold and silver ware after you dug it up?"

"No." Sean shook his head.

"Why?" Mr. Brown didn’t believe.

He waved his hand, and the bodyguards began to check Sean’s backpack.

"What are you doing? That’s my stuff, don’t touch it!" Sean stepped forward to snatch it, but two guards with exoskeletons blocked him.

Sean shouted angrily, but it was useless.

Everything in the backpack was scattered on the ground, but there was no gold and silver.

Mr. Brown was somewhat surprised, yet he didn’t think there was anything wrong with doing this.

"I know very well how tempting gold and silver are to everyone. So Sean, you’d better be honest with me."

Sean straightened up, stared at Mr. Brown:

"Mr. Brown, you have to understand that we are collaborators, I am not your subordinate! You have no right to order and doubt me! If I wanted to take it away, I wouldn’t need to notify you!"

"Alright, I suspect you were wrong." Mr. Brown couldn’t argue, so he admitted his mistake, despite being insincere.

Sean went forward, packed his things back into his backpack, and then said coldly to Mr. Brown:

"I think our collaboration is over. Now, let’s get the gold and silver out, I’ll take my share, and then we go our separate ways!"

Mr. Brown hurriedly waved his hand:

"I said I’d give you 30%, so of course I’ll keep my promise. But the value of these gold and silver utensils is different, we can’t measure it, so I plan to sell them and then give you the money. Isn’t that more convenient?"

"I disagree!"

I walked to Mr. Brown, faced him, and said loudly:

"I don’t trust you! You’re an untrustworthy person!"

"Where have I been untrustworthy?" Mr. Brown was angry, "I’ve always been very trustworthy!"

"Then give me the gold and silver, at most I’ll suffer a little loss and take a little less!"

"No!" Mr. Brown immediately signaled his bodyguards. A bodyguard pulled out a pistol and aimed at me:

"You’d better listen to Bosuns Evans!"

Sean was ready, before the bodyguard drew the gun, he had already flashed behind Mr. Brown. A gun appeared in his hand, pushing against Mr. Brown’s waist:

"I think, you’d better make it clear that you’re not the only one with a gun!"

The situation suddenly became tense!

Mr. Brown forced himself to stay calm:

"I bet you wouldn’t dare to shoot!"

"You can try!" Sean wasn’t afraid at all!

He believed that a stingy person like Mr. Brown would definitely cherish his life more than ordinary people!

Seeing that Sean had no fear at all, Mr. Brown’s face became ugly.

He didn’t expect Sean to see through his thoughts, and he even dared to fight back?

Sean had some understanding of Mr. Brown’s thoughts, but he wasn’t afraid at all.

Even if his body was exposed a bit, he didn’t believe Mr. Brown would dare to gamble on whether he would have the strength to kill him after being shot!

At this moment, a shout came from afar:

"Sean!"