Magic Love Ring

Under the spotlight, song Yan spent 20 minutes to remove the last raw stone, and once again obtained a piece of high-grade jadeite, which attracted the exclamation and envy of the crowd. Finally, he sold the jadeite to another person who had participated in the bidding with a price of 36 million. [full text reading]

today, song Yan bought a total of nine raw stones, each of which rose sharply, making a total profit of about 182 million. He is very satisfied with this.

It has to be said that he made a myth.

For a while, countless people put cards on him, and he accepted them with a smile. Some even offered him a price of 2 million yuan to help him choose three raw stones.

However, song Yan refused.

When song Yan said goodbye to Tai Yong, the other side offered to say: "brother song, I think Jiang Xianyong will not give up. I'd better call some people to come here and let's leave together."

Song yanpai waved his hand: "I've got my brother's mind, but you are a businessman after all. It's not good for you to get involved in this business."

Seeing song Yan's refusal, Tai Yong can't help but worry: "brother, although Jiang Xianyong takes all black and white, he can't cover up the sky. Although he is not good at it, he can still do it if he wants to save his brother."

"Thank you, brother." Song Yan was grateful, but immediately his words turned around, and his face showed some confidence: "since I dare to sweep Jiang Xianyong's face, there is naturally a way to protect myself, so you really don't have to worry about him. If he doesn't come to me for trouble, I will let him have a good look."

Listening to song Yan's self-confidence, and then thinking of his magical ability to gamble, Tai Yong secretly said, isn't old brother song a man of great ability?

"In that case, I won't force my brother."

He exchanged greetings with Taiyong again, and song Yan walked to the gambling field.

In a luxury room in the gambling arena.

Yang Zaiqi, Jiang Xianyong's dog commander, came in a hurry and reported to him: "Mr. Jiang, that guy named song is about to leave."

"Good!"

Hearing this news, Jiang Xianyong stood up abruptly from his seat, his eyes flashing cold light: "let the brothers keep up, and catch people in remote places right away."

"Don't worry, Mr. Jiang. I've arranged for three people and horses. Even if song has wings, he can't fly!" Yang said confidently.

"Go." Jiang Xianyong waves away Yang Zaiqi, but he thinks about it. Today, song Yan makes 180 million yuan in the gambling field. He keeps such a big gambling field, and only makes this amount in a month.

He had planned to let song disappear when he was caught and transferred his money.

Anyway, it's not the first time for him to do something that makes people disappear. He has no psychological pressure.

As soon as song Yan stepped out of the gambling ground, he sensed that someone was staring at him. A faint sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "if you don't die, you won't die!"

He wanted to take a taxi, just give up.

Just a few steps out, a van without a license plate parked near the gambling ground quietly started, following song Yan seven or eight meters away.

At the same time, the three youth gambling shop next to the stone market walked out and fell three or four meters away from Song Yan.

In addition, there is a black car parked in front of song Yan for more than ten meters, with a pair of eyes staring at him through the window.

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

Do you know whether these three groups of people are Jiang Xianyong's or come from different camps?

To this, song Yan seems to have no consciousness, but took out his mobile phone to make a phone call.

Finally, when song Yan came to a more remote road section, the three people behind him suddenly accelerated to the front of him and stopped him. At the same time, the Baomian car immediately behind rushed up, the door pushed open and jumped down three people.

Song Yan felt the blackness in front of him, a big sack was put on his head, then a shower of fists and feet fell on him, and he fell to the ground with a very cooperative scream.

Since Jiang Xianyong wants to play, he must have a deep memory, which is also the reason why he was caught deliberately.

"Mom, I can't help fighting!"

Seeing song Yan fainted, a young man kicked him disdainfully.

"Come on three, get him in the car quickly." Said the leader.

Suddenly, several young people hurriedly carried song Yan, who was "dizzy", onto the van and drove directly to the outskirts.

After the car started, the leader took out his mobile phone and dialed through a number, reporting: "military division, we've got it."

"Well done! Follow the plan. "

On the other end of the phone, Yang jacai, the military strategist, hung up the phone and walked quickly to Jiang Xianyong's room. Excitedly, he reported, "Mr. Jiang, they've got it. They're taking the guy to Fulin village."

Smell speech, Jiang Xianyong can't help but show excited color: "let people prepare car, we immediately go to Fulin village."

Fulin village is a partial village more than 30 kilometers away from Xiangcheng. There are no villagers living in the village. So Jiang Xianyong found someone to buy the village.In general, he will deal with some unseen affairs in Fulin village.

After driving for more than an hour, the van entered a potholed country road. There were seven people on the bus, along with the driver. However, they didn't seem to worry about song Yan's escape. After they packed him into the car, they didn't pay any attention to him. Instead, they divided into two teams and played cards.

Five or six hundred meters away from the back of the van, followed by a black car, which was the one before. Through perspective, song Yan found that there was only one person in the car, who was in his early thirties, with a fierce appearance and a sinister look in his eyes.

And judging from his breath and song Yan, this guy should be a martial artist with Kung Fu.

Finally, after twenty minutes on the potholed path, the van drove into a silent village and stopped in front of a walled courtyard door.

"Here you are, get this guy in." The leading gangster shouted.

Therefore, several gangsters raised song Yan to the yard and threw him into a room and shut him up.

"Bang!"

After the transformation of the iron door closed, song Yan directly pulled out the sack and stood up, looked at it, and found that this room only has the size of the bowl mouth vent. It seems that this should be the secret base built by Jiang Xianyong.

Attentively, the voices of several gangsters talking came from the outside.

"Second brother, I heard that the guy in there made more than 180 million yuan today. How much will Mr. Jiang give us if you get the money?" Song Yan remembers that the one who spoke should be the gangster named san'er.

"With Mr. Jiang's wealth, at least five million points will be given to our brothers."

This time it's the leader.

"Five million! So, if we divide them equally, each of us can get more than 700000! " Three son's voice excited, suddenly raised many.

"It's enough to see that you can make more than 700000 yuan. As long as you work hard with Mr. Jiang, don't say 700000 yuan. Sooner or later, you can make seven million yuan!" The leading second brother said again.

[author's aside]: Thank you [td71276667] and [rogue Lord] for your great reward.

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