Bai Hao looked at Ye Qing with fear in his heart.
According to the agreement between him and Maung Quan Baizhen, as long as the two of them bring people, they will be given the elixir. Not only will they lose everything, but they will also defraud their wives and children in exchange for money.
If the money is not paid, the woman will have no choice but to work in a nightclub, while the man will be directly used as a blood cow. In the end, her waist, heart, liver, and lungs will be cut, and she will die on the operating table.
But after seeing Zhu Longmei, he didn't dare to use this method to deceive people.
Therefore, he deliberately took out a stone that no one had dared to cut for more than ten years.
The stone is a good stone, the fourth layer of cement skin in the serious Shenxianchangkou Mosisha.
Bai Hao watched Ye Qing touch the edges and corners in the stone with his hands, and his fearful heart calmed down.
He was not afraid of a master of stone gambling, but he was afraid of a half-hearted person who would not be able to recognize the origin of this stone.
Ye Qing rolled his eyes, a little confused. Generally speaking, the fourth layer of Moxisha is dark gray in color and belongs to the soil layer. The characteristics of this stone layer are that it is deep on the earth's surface, moisture-proof, contains a little moisture, and the outer shell is made of cement. There is no phenomenon of sand wrapping.
Therefore, the skin is tight, dense, thin, old, and not easy to peel off.
The most important thing is that the jadeite rough produced from this stone layer has a more prominent shape and the sharpness of the edges and corners is relatively clear.
The real fourth floor of Mosisha’s old pit.
He turned to look at Bai Hao. This guy had a deer head and rat eyes. He was not a good person at first glance.
He didn't say anything and started tapping the stone shell with his flashlight.
When the pure steel flashlight shell hits the stone shell, it makes a sonorous sound, just like the sound of steel hitting it. It's just that some places are crisp and some are hoarse. But this slight difference is not something that experts can't hear. .
At least Maang Quan and Bai Zhen looked at him as if they were dumbfounded.
For the first time in my life, I saw someone using tapping to judge the quality of stones.
Bai Zhen took a step back and stood side by side with Zhu Longmei, who was smoking. She bowed slightly and said, "Princess, is this a unique skill of the Teng Chong Shen family?"
"Every person has his own way of killing pigs and butts." Zhu Longmei blew a puff of cigarette directly into her face and said calmly: "If you do too many unethical things, you will be punished."
Bai Zhen smiled awkwardly: "In the Golden Triangle, the Bai family can't compete with the Zhu family and the Mu family for territory. If they want to survive, they have to find another way. What's more, for the world, being bold is hell. Now that you have entered the gate of hell, the first For them, there is no difference between the first floor and the eighteenth floor."
Zhu Longmei glanced at her: "It's true that we are drug lords, but we are openly enemies of the world, but the Bai family is enemies of the entire human race.
Hey, when I say these words to you, I am just trying to talk to a cow. Please stay away from me..."
Bai Zhen was immediately annoyed: "Princess, you dislike me so much?"
Zhu Longmei exhaled a puff of smoke: "No, I'm afraid that when lightning strikes you, it will implicate me..."
Bai Zhen hummed softly, swayed her plump butt, walked to Pang Quan, and looked at Ye Qing's gambling stone attentively.
Whether it's growing poppies, cannabis, or refining prohibited substances. Or use elixirs to trick people, and then send the women to work in nightclubs, and the men to work as blood cows, and eventually become organ providers.
The only thing these two businesses have in common is that they are all about money.
In northern Myanmar, there is another faster way to make money, which is to gamble on stones.
It's a pity that not everyone can master the art of physiognomy.
Zhu Yongbang, the bold father, studied with Lord Jade for half his life and became the president of Ruili Jade Guild, but he is still a dabbler in stone gambling.
The art of physiognomy is truly easy to learn but difficult to master.
Seeing Ye Qing knocking the stone all over, Zhu Longmei walked over with a charming figure and squatted next to Ye Qing: "What's going on?"
Ye Qing frowned: "This stone is a bit strange, I dare not cut it!"
Zhu Longmei was a woman with eight hundred tricks all over her body. When she heard this, she suddenly became excited.
If you are bold and dare not cut, you are worried that money and silk will attract people's hearts.
In Kokang, if jade worth hundreds of millions is cut out, Maang Quan and Bai Zhen may immediately have the idea of killing people and taking wealth...
Zhu Longmei smiled sweetly: "Brother, how about we join forces with our uncle for this stone?"
Ye Qing nodded and stopped talking.
This seductive vixen is not only the general manager of Purdo Jade Jewelry Company, but also controls the Bounty Hunters Guild.
Although Chen Juncai's strength is not as good as that of the four major families, the dark hunters under him are specially trained killing machines.
Zhu Longmei got up and made a phone call. Ten minutes later, several Pajeros drove over from the neon-filled streets.
Chen Juncai was dressed in a light Tang suit, followed by eighteen night hunters with live ammunition.
When Maang Quan and Bai Zhen saw Chen Juncai, their expressions suddenly changed.
If the two of them are the black and white in hell, Chen Juncai is the judge. M.biQuge.biZ
Anyone who is erased from his notebook will become the target of night hunters.
What Maang Quan looked at was the AK-47s in the hands of Chen Er and Chen San...
Even if the Bayi Bar looks similar to the AK-47, there are subtle differences.
As a soldier, Maang Quan had seen the Bayi Bar carefully. When he saw Chen Juncai's men holding the same Bayi Bar, he suddenly felt that Guo Guang was about to enter troubled times.
Maung Quan stepped forward and held Chen Juncai's hand: "Mr. Chen, you are back."
Chen Juncai glanced at Zhu Longmei: "I had a little quarrel with Long Mei, so I left the old street in anger."
Zhu Longmei smiled sweetly and said: "That's why I left Mogok and invited my uncle back to take charge of the overall situation. Uncle, Prince Long has been waiting for you for a long time."
"Prince Long!" Chen Juncai turned to look at Ye Qing, who was squatting next to the stone, and walked over quickly. Although Zhu Longmei called him to come over and didn't say anything, he understood it when he saw the stone.
He squatted next to Ye Qing, glanced twice, and when he saw Ye Qing nodding slightly, he knew it: "Bai Hao, come here."
"Master Chen, please give me your orders."
"How much does this broken stone cost?"
Bai Hao accompanied the smiling face and squatted beside him: "Mr. Chen, take a closer look. This is not a piece of broken stone. It is the cement skin on the fourth floor of the old pit of Mosisha at the entrance of the fairy field..."
"Uh..." Chen Juncai really didn't realize that the stone belonged to Mo Xisha. However, Ye Qing, who was touching the stone with his hand, tapped the stone with his finger and realized that something was unusual.
When things are unusual, there must be a monster.
He glanced outside and saw a dozen heavily armed soldiers brought by Maung Quan, plus dozens of heavily armed security personnel from Henry's Gambling Stone City.
If this piece of cement skin breaks down, it will be fine, but if it swells up, I am afraid that people and stones will disappear together.
His face darkened: "I want to ask you how much this piece of broken stone costs!"
Bai Hao smiled and said: "Twelve million!"
Chen Juncai's old eyes suddenly shot out two rays of cold light, and he glared at Bai Hao: "I'm giving you a chance to re-quote."
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