Magic Love Ring

Under the public's attention, Song Yong spent twenty minutes to solve the last rough stone, and once again obtained a high-level emerald, which attracted the crowds of exclaiming and envy. Finally, he sold the piece for 36 million yuan. Jade was sold to another person who had previously participated in the auction.

Today, Song Yong bought a total of nine rough stones, each of which was cut and gained a total profit of about 182 million. He is very satisfied with this.

I have to say that he created a myth.

For a while, countless people shoved him a business card, and he accepted it with a smile. Some even asked him to pay 2 million yuan to help him choose three rough stones.

However, Song Yan refused.

When Song Yong made his resignation to Taiyong, the other party offered to offer: "Brother Song, I think Jiang Xianyong will definitely not give up, so let's call some people over and we will leave together."

Song Zheng waved his hand: "I've got the mind of my brother, but you are a businessman after all, and it's not good for you to get involved in it."

Seeing Song Ye's refusal, Taiyong could not help but be anxious: "Brother, Jiang Xianyong can't cover the sky with black and white, although he can't do everything with one hand. Although he is not very capable, he can do it to save his brother.

"Brother thanks." Song Zheng thanked him, but immediately his words turned, and his face showed a little self-confidence: "Since I dare to sweep Jiang Xianyong's face, there is naturally a way to protect myself, so you do n’t need to Worrying about him, he wouldn't bother to come in trouble with me. If he dares to come, I want him to look good. "

After listening to Song Yan's assertiveness, and thinking of his magical ability to gamble on stones, Tai Yong secretly said, is Brother Song a master with great skills?

"That being the case, I will not force my brother."

After a few words with Taiyong Han, Song Yong went out of the gambling yard.

In one of the luxurious rooms on the stone casino.

Yang Xiancai, Jiang Xianyong's head soldier, hurried to report to him: "Mr. Jiang, the guy named Song is about to leave."

"it is good!"

Hearing this news, Jiang Xianyong suddenly stood up from his seat, his eyes flashed with cold light: "Let the brothers follow closely, and catch people in a remote place immediately."

"Mr. Jiang, please rest assured, I have arranged a total of three people, even if the surname of Song has wings, it is difficult to fly!" Yang Zaicai said very confidently.

"Come on." Jiang Xianyong waved and sent Yang Zaicai, but he thought about it. Today Song Ye made 180 million in the gambling field, and he guarded such a large gambling field. This number.

He had planned to let him disappear when he caught the surname Song and turned his money into his hands.

Anyway, what makes people disappear, this is not the first time he has done it, without psychological pressure.

As soon as Song Ye stepped out of the gambling arena, he felt someone was staring at him. A slight sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "If you don't die, you won't die!"

He wanted to take a taxi and gave up directly.

As soon as he took a few steps, an unlicensed van parked near the gambling yard quietly started and followed Song Yan seven or eight meters away.

At the same time, the canteens next to the three youth gambling yards came out and fell three or four meters away from Song Yong.

In addition, there was a black car parked more than ten meters in front of Song Yong. A pair of eyes stared at him coldly through the window.

After a little observation, Song Yan found three people who were watching him.

I wonder if these three people are all from Jiang Xianyong or from different camps?

In this regard, Song Yan seemed unconscious, but took out his mobile phone and made a call.

Finally, when Song Yong reached a relatively remote section, the three people behind him suddenly accelerated towards him and stopped his way. At the same time, the chartered car immediately behind him also rushed up and pushed the door. On, jump off three people.

Song Yan felt only black before his eyes, a marijuana bag was put on his head, and then a shower of fists fell on him, and he screamed softly and fell to the ground.

Since Jiang Xianyong wanted to play, he had to give him a deep memory, which is why he deliberately missed and was captured.

"Damn, can't help hitting!"

Seeing that Song Kun fainted, a young man kicked him in disdain.

"Just three days, get him in the car quickly," said the leader.

Suddenly, several youths quickly carried the "stunned" Song Kun onto the van and drove directly to the suburbs.

After the car started, the leader took out his cell phone and dialed a number. Huihui reported: "We have succeeded, military division."

"Good job! Act as planned."

At the other end of the phone, Yang Zaicai, a dog-headed military officer, hung up the phone and quickly walked to the room where Jiang Xianyong was located. The excited meeting reported: "Mr. Jiang, they have succeeded, and they are taking that guy to Fulin Village."

Hearing that, Jiang Xianyong could not help showing his excitement: "People prepare the car, we will go to Fulin Village immediately."

Fulin Village is a small village more than 30 kilometers away from Xiangcheng. There are no villagers living in the village anymore, so Jiang Xianyong asked someone to buy the village.

He usually handles some unseen matters in Fulin Village.

After more than an hour of driving, the van drove into a pothole in the countryside. Together with the driver, there were seven people in the car, but they didn't seem to be worried that Song Kun would escape. After he was pushed into the compartment, he ignored him. Instead, they split into two teams and played cards.

Five or six hundred meters behind the van followed a black car, which was the previous one. Through the magical power of the perspective, Song Xun found that there was only one person in the car, who was in his early thirties and looked fierce in his eyes. It is a bit of a vicious taste.

And through the breath on his body, Song Yan judged that this guy should be a martial artist who is working hard.

Finally, after driving for 20 minutes on the pothole path, the van drove into a silent village and stopped in front of a walled courtyard.

"Here, get in this guy quickly." The leader murmured.

As a result, a few jumbled and untidy Song Song lifted the yard and threw him into a room and closed it.

"boom!"

After the reconstructed iron room door was closed, Song Ye directly pulled off the sack and stood up. After looking it up, he found that this room only has the size of a bowl mouth vent. It looks like this should be a secret base created by Jiang Xianyong.

Attentive, several chattering voices came from outside.

"Second Brother, I heard that the guy inside made more than 180 million today. You said that this money is in your hands, how much will Mr. Jiang share to us?" Song Yan remembered that the one who spoke was supposed to be called San Babble.

"With the generosity of Mr. Jiang, at least five million have been scored for our brothers."

This time it was the leader.

"Five million! So to speak, if we divide evenly, each of the seven of us can get more than 700,000!" Saner's voice was excited, and suddenly improved a lot.

"Looking at your profit, more than 700,000 will be satisfied. As long as you follow Mr. Jiang and do it well, don't say 700,000, you will earn 7 million sooner or later!" The second brother leading the way said.

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