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Chapter 2030 You are a bunch of liars!

 "Refund! Refund! You are a group of liars!" Suddenly, someone shouted.

This person gambled 3 yuan and lost more than 3,000 yuan. Some people can't afford to lose.

The eyes of other people who were unwilling to leave the bet lit up and immediately followed and deceived them: "Yes, lose money! Lose money!"

"Scammer! Lose money!"

"Scammer!"

Some don't buy it, and they also deceive them.

Some people even take advantage of the troubled waters and pick up the nearest small stone to leave.

When someone saw it, he had an idea and followed suit. He also picked up a piece and left.

There were too many people on site, but few people watched the venue. They didn't see it at all. This was successful.

Yes, OK?

Why can they get it, but they can't get it?

A group of people rushed in and robbed.

Kim Young-hwa was stunned and hurried to take someone to stop him.

I can't stop it at all. There are too many people coming.

Gambling stone is a new thing. The advertising is done well and increases the probability of winning.

Fortunately, I opened a top-quality jade, worth one million, and suddenly reached the peak of my life.

Therefore, not only are there rich people, but many people come here to watch the fun, but there is no job to do. There are many black people.

Kim Young-hwa used to be very happy, but now he can't find his glasses. I don't know who knocked them to the ground and who crushed them to the ground.

When he climbed out of the crowd, the scene was empty and no stones were left.

Including the stones that were originally needed to move away with several people, they were gone.

"Damn bandits! A bunch of bandits! The whole city is full of robbers!" Jin Yinghua looked up and cried.

The best concentration cannot withstand such a big blow.

The price of these raw stones is 200 million yuan, and the cost is more than 30 million yuan! There are also several precious heirlooms

"Hurry, protect my heirloom!" He immediately rushed back to the room with a man regardless of the pain.

He came back in time. Someone had touched the room next to the venue. Fortunately, he was stopped by more than a dozen people.

Looking at his last two stones, Jin Yinghua cried.

He couldn't stand it either. He hugged the original stone and walked to the Wang family crying all the way, asking them to make a decision for him!

"Uncle! You have to make a decision for me!" He shouted to Lao Wang sitting in his hand.

Mr. Wang also had a headache. How did this happen?

"Go and catch people!" During the day, you dare to rob them! After you catch them, you must punish them severely!" Mr. Wang told Wang Wei.

Wang Wei frowned and looked very bad.

His son had an accident and was not seriously injured. He was discharged from the hospital, but he was not in good health.

He was frightened. He shrank in the room for a whole day in fear, not daring to see anyone. He screamed at all times.

Looks like a psychopath.

What is the future of mental illness?

Who is it? Who tortures his son like this?! Let him catch him and he will tear him to pieces!

Everyone who has seen Tian Fuchuan was dead, but Wang Wei's son did not know Tian Fuchuan and could not see his face clearly. Now he cannot communicate with people normally, so the Wang family knows nothing.

He guessed the Tian family, but Tian Fusong was right under his nose, and Tian Fushua also had evidence of absent. He should have looked at Sun Xiaojiao and the boy at that time.

Except for them, no one else in the Tian family does not have this ability.

So, who did it?

The Wang family immediately turned their attention to others.

Now, the Jin family has had such a mess again, and Wang Wei is so annoyed.

He felt that he was too angry recently and his throat was so painful that he couldn't speak.

He just nodded and walked out.

"Uncle, this is my heirloom. My grandfather has been reluctant to leave here for many years. He said that taking it out when the family is in trouble can help us get through it." Kim Young-hwa handed over the two stones to Kim Young-hwa.

"Uncle, now is the most difficult time for the Jin family. You must save us! Kevin can't do anything, my two grandsons cannot suffer in vain, and those things must be retrieved, otherwise the Jin family's losses of 200 million yuan will not survive once!"

Mr. Wang looked at the two stones he handed over and nodded.
Chapter completed!
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