Driven by celebrities such as Hawkeye, Old John, who drank some wine and was a little flirting, felt that this was indeed the case.

He touched the injured leg. Although the revenge of this leg was avenged at the scene, there was always something dissatisfied with it.

If someone dares to stop him today, it means that someone will wait for him on the road tomorrow. He cannot regard every time he goes deep into the basin as a life-threatening thing, even if people say that gold diggers are making money while playing hard.

Every gold digger clamors for not being afraid of death, but no one really hopes that they will die in a certain gold dig. It is time to give outsiders and newcomers some warnings and lessons.

At least, let them understand what rules are here and what should they respect.

Thinking of the old John waving his arms and shouting with the crowd, for some reason, he felt very excited now, and took out the wine pot and took another sip, becoming even more excited, just like everyone next to him.

This was destined to be a different meeting, because the organizers and participants of the meeting seriously adhered to the principle of simplicity and rudeness, and condensed the content that might have made Dulin say for two hours to three minutes.

Organizer: "We are unhappy and they are unwilling to accept it, what should we do?"

Participant: "Dry trampling!"

Simple, rough, effective!

After this meeting, the shops in the camp that sell supplies, especially textile supplies, were doing surprisingly well, and people kept ordering them a large number of square scarves and wrist scarves. If all the shops put the orders together, they might have a surprising discovery.

Among the orders that are tens of thousands of dollars in total, these square scarves have roughly the same color patterns and sizes, and even the delivery time is almost the same. There must be a huge conspiracy here.

But they won’t do that. At the thought of small vendors, no one will reveal their orders, let alone everyone sits together to analyze, so these people are destined to be just small vendors and can only provide services to gold diggers.

The quiet camp was getting more and more crowded, and many gold diggers no longer left the camp, but instead gave the gold diggers outside Yagur Mountain a warmer.

Many gang forces are not sure what is happening and what makes these gold diggers no longer venture into the depths of the mountains, but if they don’t go in for a day, it means that the gang has no income for a day, which is the opposite of their original intention.

They lost their territory in the city outside and came here with a group of brothers who wanted to make a fortune, not to contribute to the skilled women and small vendors gathered here.

Some outsiders, newly joined the gang forces, began to try to go deep into the Yagur Mountains to search for the legendary gold everywhere in the Eye of Death.

There was once a tycoon who was very amazing and good at packaging himself and said, don’t try industries that you don’t understand easily.

This sentence may not be completely correct. After all, there are farmers who sell tomatoes and become the richest man with a bag of tomatoes, and there are also stories of thieves who steal other people's intellectual property and kill the owner with the help of their parents and replace them. Accidents and miracles always happen, but most of the time this sentence is not wrong, at least in the camp outside Yagur Mountain.

A person living in a plain area will never know the horror of the mountains. He may think that this mountain range is nothing great outside the mountains, but only when he is in it will he realize his shallowness.

Just like there are always people who think that others can do thirty minutes, and they must also do thirty minutes, but they can't help watching it in two minutes... Oh yes, it's about squatting in the toilet.

The first batch of out-of-the-square newcomers who went deep into the Yagur Mountains soon disappeared into the mountains. Except for the occasional inaccurate gunfire sounds in the first two days, four days later, the Yagur Mountains were as quiet as if they were asleep.

Those guys who sent their friends and brothers into the mountains looked at the entire Yagur Mountains in the evening, and their faces looked ugly as if they had seen a burping monster with blood-colored face.

While the new guys were tidying up their sadness and began to look for a guide, in early February, the square scarves and wrist scarves ordered by the old gold diggers arrived.

Old John looked at the square scarf with gold-edged and red base in his hand that outlined the word "glory" with silver silk thread, and the pure red wrist scarf, and his mind was a little confused.

He couldn't remember why he agreed to this with everyone, but now he has joined the career of sniping newcomers, so he must give corresponding actions, otherwise others will target him.

Looking at the square scarf with good material in his hand, Old John's eyes gradually shifted to a small trademark in the upper right corner of the scarf Dove Weaving Industry. What is this thing?

To stagger this inconspicuous detail, he folded the square scarf he had used for more than two years and placed it under the pillow of his residence, and then tied the new square scarf around his neck. It has to be said that it looks pretty good.

Old John, who had several shapes in front of the mirror, quickly accepted this square scarf called "Glory Gold Digger", which is also an important symbol for indicating his identity, including a wrist scarf.

He is very satisfied with the word glory, which almost ran through his life, and the designer is really attentive.

After preparing everything and checking again whether the supply was sufficient, Old John drank half a bottle of wine and went to bed early.

It will be a long time from tomorrow!

The next day, a large number of gold diggers began to enter the Yagur Mountains one after another, which finally made the latecomers breathe a sigh of relief. These gold diggers finally couldn't help it. This was good news.

Seeing a large number of gold diggers entering the mountains, other gangs also began to prepare supplies and pour into the periphery of the mountains to continue their own hunting cause.

But they didn't know that the prey and the hunter had been replaced this time.

"This damn weather..." An ordinary name like Mike will definitely only be placed on an ordinary person. After all, an excellent person will have a name that makes people feel like they take off as soon as they hear it, so he is destined to be an ordinary person.

Oh no, it's a little different than an ordinary person. He is a gang member.

In recent years, gangs have become increasingly difficult to do, especially in cities with fellow townspeople. The group of Guartes who are greedy are all like madmen, rushing around to tear down the tranquility of the city, and then formulating a new round of rules.

This makes many gangs either disappear or dissolve, and sometimes many gangs feel that they are the victims.

Especially in the city where Alfonso stays, gang members are almost becoming rare animals. In the past, people would be scared when they saw people in strange costumes, but now those people would only call on their companions to watch when they saw them.

There is no fun in this kind of life, so when Mike's gang learned about the discovery of gold mines in the Eye of Death, the leader immediately sold all the industries and came here with people who were willing to make a fortune together.

I have to say that the income of the top last week was pretty good. The gang with more than 30 people robbed more than 10,000 yuan worth of gold ore in a week, which is simply impossible in the city.

But here, it happened so simply and easily, which also gave everyone more things.

Coming to the west to make a fortune does not seem like a slogan.

Although the following time was a bit boring and long, fortunately, the gold diggers finally couldn't hold it in and started working like hardworking little bees again. This is a good thing.

In the morning, after a large number of gold diggers entered the mountains, Mike and their boss also entered the mountains with their guys.

Compared to the pioneers who went deep into Mount Yagur, who finally got lost in it, their small gang is more inclined to loot the gold diggers who have harvested gold ore back from the periphery.

Not only is it easy and safe, but it also has great benefits.

According to the area they had agreed with several other gangs, they came to the path of their small gang and began preparations.

Build a simple and secret lookout, and arrange some traps to prevent the other party from rushing around on horseback, and then you just need to find a warm place to wait quietly for the prey to come to your door.

Mike was very unlucky. He was selected as the first person to go up the watchtower to observe the movements nearby. Staying in Shuguan in this light rainy weather is definitely not a pleasure.

After about an hour of lingering, Mike suddenly noticed a noticeable sound of horse hooves in the distance, but it was not very clear.

The sound of the falling rain falling on the leaves made too much noise that he could not hear clearly how far the horse's hooves were, and could only look into the distance with his eyes.

Just as he was about to tell his companion in the temporary shack that the goods were delivered to the door, he suddenly widened his eyes in horror.

Behind him, he also found the sound of horse hooves, and there were horse hooves everywhere!

With the first gunshot, the small gang, which had a total of more than 20 people, immediately suffered a catastrophe. Only twenty people came in, and some of them stayed at the stronghold to prevent theft.

These more than 20 people were no match for the gold diggers who had already prepared. In less than ten minutes, the companions in the shack on the back of the big tree fell together.

Blood was winding along the rain, and Mike hid in the tree canopy, covering his mouth and shivering. He wanted to remind his companions, but there were too many people on the other side, and he felt a little scared and very afraid, and missed the most critical opportunity.

He didn't want to do this either. He didn't mean it, he was just too scared.

Several gold diggers with the same scarf walked into the shack, took away all the supplies, and led away their small gang, with only five horses, and soon disappeared into the forest.

Mike looked down at his crotch, and a fishy smell in his raincoat kept rising. He breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to climb down the tree canopy and leave, but a sudden gunshot made him lose his center of gravity. He fell from the tree canopy to the ground. After struggling for a few times, he could never get up again.

In the last ten seconds of his life, he saw a cripple climbing down from a horse, limping up to him, plundering his things, and spitting into his face.
Chapter completed!