Mr. Du Lin, who has not made the headlines of the front page of the news for a week, really made many loyal readers of the newspaper miss him a little. He always appeared on the front page handsomely and said some amazing words.

Some time ago, people were still arguing about whether free education should be introduced from Ambilou to the entire empire, and even wrote it into the Basic Law and the Charter. Unexpectedly, a week passed, but Mr. Dulin has not made the headlines yet.

what happened?

No one knew what was going on, and most people's attention soon turned to the westernmost part of the west with reports. The 61% of the empires in Ambilou State did not know that the empire had this state.

It's a bit difficult to talk about, but this is the fact. Sixty-one percent of the imperial people didn't know that there was a state called Ambilou. Perhaps everyone in Ambilou should unite to award Dulin a certificate, at least he let everyone know that there was another state called Ambilou in the empire.

The overall security situation in Ambiluo State has risen by eighteen points since the gold mine was discovered, which has never been seen in the past, and some towns have started walking in the middle of the night, which is simply impossible in the past.

A large number of criminals and gangs began to flock to the Yagur Mountains, and more and more people were willing to become gold diggers and joining this wealth feast that belonged only to gold diggers, which made it very difficult for many places to find a gangster who wandered on the street.

In places where people cannot see, Mr. Dulin has been very busy. He has been constantly rejecting anyone and any force on the grounds that the officials responsible for land sale and issuing mining licenses are no longer there, and has also rejected all their permits for mining gold.

What a joke, the sudden appearance of gold mines provides Dulin with convenience that cannot be described in words. Many planning policies that require further planning have emerged in an instant. Not to mention that it is impossible to give anyone various licenses now.

Even in the future, Dulin did not intend to give anyone a license to mine. That thing is the territory of Ambiluo State, so of course the state government should lead the mining.

Dulin's firm attitude made people realize that it is absolutely impossible to mine these gold mines on a large scale in a short period of time, so major mining groups, including some investment banks and non-mineral industry consortiums, have set their targets here.

Isn't it not to approve?

Very good, then we will dig wildly.

Ideals are full, but reality is very skinny. Gold diggers are more prepared for large-scale mining. As long as large machinery enters the mountains, they will be destroyed immediately. No company's brand will be used.

In just one week, the gunfire in the Yagur Mountains never stopped, and clear gunfire from somewhere can be heard every minute and every second.

This place has completely become a paradise for gold diggers. Everyone who survives has great gains. As long as they are not afraid of death, they can still come out alive when they enter the Eye of Death Basin. The harvest of a day has been above the past few months.

In order to protect the interests of the huge group of gold diggers, almost all gold diggers silently abide by this unspoken rule and want to mine?

Buy it from a gold digger or exchange it for life.

How could those giant companies fight hard with some muddy dogs and have to acquire gold mines in their camps? This also encourages the momentum of gold diggers.

In the evening, the louvered door was pushed open again with a clang. Old John limped in from outside with a strong breath of death. He raised his hand and placed several banknotes on the table, and then went upstairs silently.

It took him four days to come out of the Eye of Death Basin alive. He killed many people along the way and was chased by many people, but he was lucky to come back alive.

A bag of gold ore was replaced with more than 700 pieces. If it weren't for the fact that there was still a bag that was thrown away halfway to survive, his income would have been higher.

The bartender glanced at the money on the bar, quietly entered the money cabinet, and then pulled the rope.

The bell on the second floor rang, and two fully armed cowboys took aside, "There is a window next to the door, you can see the girl inside. If there is anyone, you need to wait. Believe me, soon."

The two of them laughed in a silly way when they posted a book. Their boss spent a lot of money to transfer these girls from other places. Each of them had extremely superb skills. Not to mention ordinary people, even those with a little ability could not last ten minutes to fight with them.

One dollar a minute or even a few dollars a minute, this money is so easy to make!

Old John took a look at each small window, then chose Room No. 3, and the girl inside enthusiastically helped him change into his combat uniform and then started fighting.

I have to say that these girls have very superb combat skills. They can always predict enemy aircraft first and use their outstanding combat experience to quickly defeat every warrior who comes to challenge. This also makes their reputation continue to grow and attract more experts to come and ask for advice.

Old John was shameless and was beaten to the ground in just five minutes. He was still a little confused when he sat next to the ring. Ten dollars...even if it was gone?

He laughed and cursed and changed back to ordinary clothes. He pushed open the door and limped back to the first floor. He asked for a glass of good wine and finished drinking it in one breath, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

There are not many guests in the bar, only three or two, which is deserted than ever.

The bartender asked while pouring wine for his glass, “How is it inside?”

Old John was slightly stunned, and then smiled a little tragically, "We're all crazy, especially the few open-pit mines, where the gold is red."

He picked up the wine glass and drank it again, and beat the bar hard. The empty wine glasses on the bar jumped under huge force. "I think they didn't go in to mine, they just killed people in order to go in. When they went in, it was more dangerous than before, let alone when they came out."

"Many people don't go deep into the basin and just wait on the way back to the city. As long as someone brings ore, they will start."

"I came back from the small road and ran into six waves. I killed nine of them before I escaped. They were all crazy!"

The bartender was silent for a while, but he didn't expect the situation inside to be so bad, and then asked with a little concern, "Your legs?"

Old John patted the somewhat staggering leg and shrugged indifferently, "I'm lucky. The doctor said that if the gun was lifting twenty centimeters upward, I'd be dead."

"I only lost one leg, but there are still many people who lost their lives. Compared to those people, I have made a profit!"

The bartender poured wine for Old John for the third time, "Are you going to go in soon?"
Chapter completed!