Ye Qing's heart pounded and he rolled his eyes: "How heavy is this piece of white salt sand!"
He forced his way into Maoliang's villa, got the account book and left quickly before the reinforcements arrived.
If this piece of white salt sand is too heavy to move easily, it may be bitten by the army.
If you have a life to take it, you have to have a life flower, otherwise what's the use of it.
Even if this piece of white salt sand was worth a fortune, he would not risk his own life and that of his men for it.
Jin Sha kept looking at him sideways, and when she saw the hesitation in his eyes, she became even more curious.
This is a ruthless man who kills people like mowing grass. Lao Pagan's white salt sand is also a stone worth fighting for. He actually uses human life to measure its value.
"Sixty-three kilograms!"
Ye Qing breathed a sigh of relief. The sixty-three kilogram stone might be heavy to others, but he could carry it and run thirty kilometers cross-country: "Deal!"
Jinsha suddenly asked: "How heavy is this piece of top-quality white salt sand? Does it have anything to do with you taking it away?"
Ye Qing was a little surprised by her observation skills, but he still answered honestly: "The reason why I asked the weight of the white salt sand is to evaluate how much risk taking it away will increase for us.
If the risk is too great, just give up. Fortunately, the stone only weighs 63 kilograms, so there is no problem in taking it away. "
Jin Sha was completely shocked. She had seen with her own eyes that the military government killed hundreds of people for a stone hidden by the mine owner.
I have also seen businessmen scheming to kill people and steal goods for a top-quality rough stone.
But I have never seen anyone who would rather give up a piece of top-quality white salt sand for the safety of his subordinates.
She glanced at Wang Xue enviously, arched her waist slightly, making her peach buttocks, which were only covered with a layer of towel, even plumper and rounder, and said softly:
"Young Master of the Ye family, could you please consider keeping me by your side? I can do anything."
Wang Xue said angrily: "What kind of monster are you doing!"
Jinsha sighed: "Little sister, you have a master like the young master of the Ye family. It is the Lord who will bless you in heaven."
Wang Xue curled her lips in disdain and glanced at the back of Ye Qing's head:
"There is such a master. I broke hundreds of wooden fish in my previous life to get him. He has nothing to do with your master."
"Little sister, if you blaspheme the Lord like this, you may go to hell!"
Wang Xue rolled her eyes directly: "It's like I'm in the human world."
Ye Qing opened the towel and took a look. Although the plump and round buttocks were still bruised, the swelling had subsided. He thought he had to teach her a lesson, so he slapped her on it casually: "Okay!"
Jinsha's gluteal muscles were tight, but she didn't feel any pain. She looked at him in shock:
"Young Master of the Ye family, the Lord has given you the miraculous ability to save His suffering children in this world. Young Master of the Ye family, please accept my devout kneeling."
Regardless of not wearing a skirt, he turned around and knelt on the bed, bowing down to Ye Qing.
Ye Qing was speechless, and after a while he said: "I'm not a magic stick!"
Jin Shaxin said, I know you are not a magic stick, but with this skill, you can be a magic trick to deceive others, she raised her head and winked at him:
"The young master of the Ye family can become a great master, and then you will have many servants in northern Myanmar!"
"My family does not allow me to believe in evil gods!"
"The Lord is not here on earth, so you are the spokesperson."
Jin Sha had studied in China, how could she not understand what he meant? This person who came from the wealthy Ye family could not have other beliefs.
But what the heck, this is a big thick leg that allows the Kachin Independence Army to have more guns and ammunition.
The Kachin people can get sufficient supplies.
Let more Kachin people survive in the mountains and rainforests.
Between faith and survival, she chose survival.
Letting this young master of the Ye family become the spokesperson of the Lord on earth seems to be a better choice.
Ye Qing didn't know what her plan was. If it were from other ethnic groups, maybe they could really consider it, but the Kachin people had better forget it.
Whether it is the old thief Sanji, the Fox of Kachin, or Jinsha, the daughter of the commander of the Kachin Army, four words are engraved on their souls: despicable and shameless.
"If I became the Lord's messenger on earth and asked you to die to atone for your sins, would you die?"
"The messenger of the Lord would not issue such a ridiculous oracle."
"But I will!"
Jinsha rolled her eyes at him helplessly: "Young master of the Ye family, you must not know that you have lost hundreds of thousands of devout servants."
Ye Qing threw the skirt to her and sighed: "It is a wonderful irony that the descendants of Judah have become believers in the Lord."
"We are not descendants of Judah!"
"You don't admit it because you are worried that your ancestors will be shamed by you." Ye Qing chuckled:
“Judas betrayed the Lord for thirty silver coins and allowed Him to be crucified, but he regretted and committed suicide.
And you Kachin people take fraud, betrayal, bad faith, and treachery as your motto. You are worse than Judah. "
Jinsha was speechless when he said that tigers don't eat people and their reputation has been ruined.
She put on the skirt elegantly, and when she saw Ye Qing staring at her, he deliberately twisted his small waist:
"Young Master Ye has no sympathy for us Kachin people at all!"
Ye Qing smiled slightly: "I'm talking about business with you, but don't talk about relationships with me.
By the way, take out the Jingpo knife hidden in your skirt. It's too dangerous to hide it in a place like this. "
"Without weapons on me, I don't feel safe at all." Jinsha didn't look embarrassed at all, and casually pulled out a Jingpo knife from her skirt.
Wang Xue was stunned. No wonder the young man stared at her without blinking. This Kachin woman was so cunning.
"I asked you to take it out for your own good." Ye Qing chuckled and took the Jingpo knife she handed over.
This knife is very delicate, with a silver mouth and a yellowed ivory handle. The blade is a straight blade more than a foot long, and the blade is as thin as paper.
The back of the knife is plated with a layer of gold, which adds weight and makes the chop more fierce and powerful.
"This is an ancient sword!"
Jinsha put on her tube skirt and gave Jingpo a reluctant look: "This is passed down from our ancestors, blow your hair and cut off your hair!"
Ye Qing gave her a funny look: "Then you still dare to hide it in your crotch. If it's shaved off accidentally, you won't have anywhere to cry."
Jinsha didn't blush and looked at him seriously: "You really don't think about becoming the Lord's spokesperson in the world, so that the Kachin people can be used by you."
Ye Qing glanced at her with disdain: "Have I become the spokesperson of Judas?"
Jinsha's pretty face showed a trace of sadness: "We became like this just to survive."
"Okay, I take back what I just said." Ye Qing also knew that this sentence was serious:
"There's no shame in selling your personality and soul. What's shameful is that you didn't get a good price."
