With three golden mountains in hand, Song Zixue would not be able to spend them all in three lifetimes.

However, three golden mountains can crush a person to death. How could Song Zixue, with only two shoulders, be able to carry three golden mountains?

When he was making tea, he had no eyes in the back of his head, but he raised his ears and listened carefully to Song Zixue's movements.

He didn't want his sworn brothers to become enemies. He had already felt the danger just as Song Zixue checked the pistol.

"Third brother——"

Song Zixue called to him, and Chen Baoxiang did not hesitate at all, suddenly dodged and reached behind the pillar.

There are four catalpa wood pillars in the store, each two feet in diameter, supporting the roof.

He ducked behind a pillar, hiding himself enough, and then drew his sword.

This series of actions may seem anxious and ridiculous, but they can save lives.

Song Zixue had indeed raised his gun and pointed it at Chen Baoxiang. If he did not get out of the way, he would probably be killed on the spot.

"I shouldn't be soft-hearted."

Song Zixue smiled bitterly, raised the gun in his right hand, and pointed the muzzle at the pillar.

"Second sister, why did you murder me?"

"There is too much gold, and I'm afraid that you can't help but take advantage of it. When my fourth brother and I get the gold, you will come from behind and bury us in the Mihe Beach. Haha, strike first to gain advantage, strike later to suffer disaster, we
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