Zheng Qian was angry at first. When he heard that this young man dared to insult his master, his eyes widened and he said coldly: "Street boy, if you dare, say it again."
Mu Jiajun felt even more embarrassed when he asked him this question, and shouted arrogantly: "Tell me again, what's the matter? Is it possible that Chaoshan Jade Sage can scare people in northern Myanmar? Believe it or not, I will turn you into a stranger who died in a foreign land with just one word." A lonely ghost."
Zheng Qian looked at Bai Hu: "Ms. Bai Hu, can I borrow your valuable land to resolve my personal grudge with this street boy?"
Seeing that his eyes were red, Bai Hu was obviously very angry. Furthermore, this was on his own territory, so Mu Jiajun actually provoked his guest, waving his hand and saying: "I don't mind you doing it, someone is here..."
Several dark and skinny old Burmese squeezed into the crowd, picked up the handle of a pickaxe and threw it at Mu Jiajun.
With a bang, a pickaxe handle hit his shoulder, and then a flurry of sticks knocked him to the ground. A pickaxe handle was also hit on his forehead, and a cut was made by the sharp edges. Mu Jiajun felt His skull seemed to be broken, and he shouted loudly: "Bai Hu, I am Mu Jiajun, Mu Jiajun from Kunming."
Bai Hu had a gloomy and pretty face and said calmly: "Just because your surname is Mu, you only received a beating instead of being planted outside Muse City."
She didn't wait for Mu Jiajun to speak, turned to Zheng Qian, bowed slightly and said, "Mr. Zheng, I can only help you to this extent."
Zheng Qian cupped his fists and said, "Thank you very much, Ms. Baihu. I will keep Zheng in mind for your help today."
The white fox nodded but said nothing. The Mu family in Kunming had a big business and had to pay a lot of tolls every year. They were one of the big customers of the three brothers and sisters.
But this kid was so ignorant that he only wanted to give Zheng Qian face by beating him.
Wang Zhongyang held the cut-out glass imperial green, sat in the muddy water, and yelled unwillingly: "Fake, this stone is fake."
Bai Hu's pretty face suddenly turned cold: "I, Bai Hu, can intimidate Muse and gain the trust of so many stone gambling shop owners. The first is that I don't sell drugs, the second is that I don't sell fake gold, and the third is that I don't sell drugs. , that is, doing things fairly.
It's my fault, I admit it, it's not my fault, and no one else can throw dirty water on my head.
Mr. Wang, I respect you as a guest from afar. Now in front of everyone, tell me where this stone is. "
"How do I know where this fake stone is, but it is fake." Wang Zhongyang became incoherent and his whole person was nervous: "It is obviously a stone full of materials and colors, tell me, how can it be cut? collapse....."
A cold smile appeared on the corners of the white fox's lips: "Mr. Wang, didn't your adults tell you when they taught you how to gamble on stones? It's hard for an immortal to judge a jade? You are so eloquent. Believe it or not, I really It will prevent you from returning to Chaoshan."
Zheng Qian felt a chill in his heart when he heard this. Mu Jiajun's threat just now could be ignored. Neither the Zheng family nor the Wang family in Chaoshan were comparable in size to the small Emperor Group in Kunming.
In a real fight, even if the Emperor Group occupies a favorable location, it will be crushed in minutes.
But Bai Hu's words made him dare not take it lightly. This northern Burmese woman really dared to plant the two of them outside Muse City.
The white fox sneered contemptuously: "The stone gambler who can't afford it will be a ghost under the rooftop sooner or later. Kick him out."
"Ms. Baihu, please wait a moment!" Zheng Qian saw that something was going to happen and quickly stopped him.
Several old men in black didn't seem to hear what he said, so they grabbed Wang Zhongyang, dragged him up and left.
Zheng Qian quickly stepped forward and snatched the glass imperial green jadeite from Wang Zhongyang...
It turned out that Wang Zhongyang's cutting of this stone had aroused Sister Delong's heart to sue all the stone gambling shop owners.
But Wang Zhongyang made such a fuss, which made many people shake their heads and sigh.
Qi Yu gloated: "What a fucking shame, Qian Chuan Zi, how could you follow such a person and go to Muse to gamble on stones."
"Originally, I thought that I am a hero and a good man, but I am also a general manager, so I won't be able to lose, but I didn't expect that..."
The four major families in Chaoshan are all related to each other, and they are all related by relatives. However, Zheng Qian was also very embarrassed when he met such a rich second generation who could not afford to lose.
Baihu pondered for a moment and said seriously: "Mr. Zheng, I can pretend that I didn't hear what Mr. Wang said just now, but I also need Mr. Zheng to give me a proof.
In front of everyone, tell me whether this stone is real or fake.
If it is fake, and where is the fake, as long as there is evidence, I will refund the full amount of today's bidding money and double the compensation according to the rules of betting on stone circles. "
Zheng Qian's face was filled with bitterness. Is this stone fake?
Under the watchful eye of everyone, a piece of glass called Imperial Green worth 900 million was cut out of this piece of Mowanji black sand.
Before he could speak, Bai Hu said again: "Mr. Zheng, not only have you seen this stone, but Boss Qi has also seen it, and so has the young master of the Ye family.
The owners of the stone gambling shop who were present also watched it all. Even when the stones were being cut, there was even an owner of the stone gambling shop who recorded the video on his mobile phone.
So, if you think there is something really wrong with this stone, just say it, I, the White Fox, can afford to pay for it. "
Zheng Qian heard a chilling murderous aura in her calm voice.
The name White Fox not only sounds nice, but also means that it is a bloodthirsty beast.
The Muse Three Heroes were able to gain a foothold in Muse not by benevolence, justice and morality, but by blood on their hands.
If I don’t satisfy the white fox today, I’m afraid I’ll have to stay in northern Myanmar and be a bunch of wild ghosts for the rest of my life.
Zheng Qian handed the jade to the bodyguard beside him, clasped his hands in his fists, and said loudly to the white fox and the owner of the stone gambling shop: "I am Zheng Qian, a closed disciple of Chaoshan Jade Sage.
Today I would like to specifically state that there is no evidence that the piece of black sand that I bet on in Muse is an elixir or a fake stone.
Moreover, who is so crazy that he is willing to use glass imperial green worth 900 million to fake it.
If this window-opening expert had known that there was such a large piece of imperial green inside, he might have cut it himself.
Nine hundred million dollars at a time, doesn’t he look good?
Therefore, this stone is genuine Mowanji black sand. "
After listening to Zheng Qian's words, the owners of the stone gambling shop present also spoke one by one to prove Bai Hu's innocence.
Ye Qing felt a little uncomfortable, even though the stone was tit for tat, even though today's matter ended successfully.
However, the only one I owe is the white fox.
The stone gambling was over, and everyone dispersed in dismay.
Ye Qing was sitting in Baihu's office, sipping a glass of red wine, feeling a little sad and sighing.
The white fox was holding a crystal clear wine glass, shaking the bright red wine in his hand. He walked over in a graceful manner, sat sideways in his arms, and hooked his neck with one hand: "I have never seen the young master of the Ye family look like this. Sentimental.”
