Since returning to Beijing, Lin Lanma has never been afraid, as if she doesn't know what fear is. And she, there is really no need to be afraid, there is not only one force behind her, there are still several, all of which belong to Lin Bozhong's connections.

She wasn't scared because she didn't think there was anything in the capital that made her afraid, and she believed that as long as she didn't like it, even if she didn't borrow Lin Bozhong's network power, with Mu Wen'an, a fool, she would solve it for her.

Now, she's scared!

Who is Duan Zhaorong, that is a ruthless character who can instantly kill people when talking and laughing, if Duan Zhaoan still has good thoughts in his heart, what, Duan Zhaorong definitely came out of the poison pool, with a personable appearance, but in fact he is a ruthless person who will never leave people a way out.

She didn't deal with Duan Zhaorong a few times, but she suffered from him.

Thinking about what kind of text message she used to threaten Duan Zhaorong back then, now that she thinks about it, she was too naïve at the beginning, and she thought that she really had something to hold the handle of the two brothers and do whatever she wanted!

"What to do, uncle. He came back alive, and we ...... What to do, what do we do? ”

What she did, what her uncle did, which one is not a capital crime,...... None of them are dead, and there is no way to distinguish them!

What is Lin Bozhong doing? He had indeed just come out of the mine, and now, he was not in his hometown, where he sat in a wheelchair all day long, only watching the flowers bloom and fall, and the person who couldn't say a word was just a dangling to confuse others.

A paralyzed person, who cares?

He is now in a certain mountain village in Qinghai, where there is a golden vein, and the annual output is amazingly high, although most of it falls into the pockets of others, but for him, a small half is already very considerable.

Holding a piece of gold ore in his hand, even if the light is dim, the gold ore in his hand is shining with golden light.

The gold, which has been a symbol of glory and wealth in the history of human civilization for thousands of years, comes from these gold ores, and after smelting, the gold water flows out, which is directly molded into gold bars, falls into his own pocket, and then sends it to the pockets of certain people who are convenient for him.

The gold ore produced in the gold deposit discovered this time is in good condition, and it is a happy thing that it has been busy for two months to produce results.

Lin Bozhong didn't take his niece's panic to heart.

His niece is still a little tender, but she is much more powerful than the nephew in the family. He is a childless and daughterless person, whether in the eyes of others or in the eyes of his family, he is a waste.

What can a waste man do? Naturally, nothing can be done.

"What's the panic, you saw him come back alive with your own eyes?" Lin Bozhong put the gold ore on the dilapidated table, the environment in which he lived was poor, and he wanted to go down to the mine under good conditions, and he could produce gold.

He was not in a hurry, Lin Lanyu listened, her heart suddenly sank, and a very bad thought flashed through her mind.

She's an uncle with an uncertain temperament, and she won't ...... I knew that Duan Zhaorong was still alive.

With such a thought, a hint of anger flashed in Lin Lanyu's eyes, "I didn't see it with my own eyes, but now it has spread in the capital." ”

Slowly getting up, he got up very slowly, and walked even slower, like an old man who was about to die, "Didn't you see it with your own eyes, do you need to panic?" ”

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