Quick Wear: The fishing beauty counterattacks and rises to the top

"Do you have any misunderstandings about us? No one can force me to do anything unless I am willing."

Blood flowed down his broken forehead. The momentum he had just maintained was gone in an instant, and he was shaking like a sieve. "I know, I know, big brother. I was wrong. I know I was wrong!"

A typical bully who only cares about the weak and fears the strong, the people behind him hesitated and put down the various shovels, hoes and other tools in their hands.

"Isn't that good?" Ling Yanling smiled, but the smile did not reach her eyes, and she looked extremely oppressive.

He threw the broken bottle in his hand to the ground, his eyes dark and fierce, "Why don't you get out of here?"

The short and fat man faced Ling Yanling directly, and the impact was the greatest. He was just an ordinary person in the village. How could he have seen such a bloody scene or such a cruel person? "Go, go, go, go quickly."

Several people fled one after another, like loose sand that would collapse at the first blow.

If he could hold on a little longer, perhaps he would look upon them with a higher regard.

To be fair, if they had taken the stone from that person, they would have paid for it. Now it seems that they were either too impatient or too greedy.

After this incident, it wasn’t too late.

Young Master Su Mingyuan was still sleeping soundly in his bed. No matter how loud the noise was, it didn't disturb his sleep. However, everyone else was awake.

Several people sat around the old-fashioned square table in the middle of the brick house on wooden chairs.

Wu Qingyu took out the bloodstone wrapped in a specially made stone box.

Lin Zha finally understood and sighed, "So that's what it is. They can't use this thing either. If they can't control it, people will die."

Cheng Ziquan also pursed his lips, his face icy, "So that's why people like them, with their low vision, will never understand what we are doing. They only care about money. They clearly helped them but they still want to blame us."

It is full of sarcasm and derogatory meaning.

"None of this has anything to do with us. I gave the cash to Fatty Lin the day I got the bloodstone. He was the fat man with a crew cut who wanted to appraise the treasure during the live broadcast."

"Now we can only say that those people know about this and want to get a piece of the pie, but we are not persimmons that can be squeezed by others."

Ling Yanling glanced at them indifferently and interrupted him as he was about to continue. "There's no need to talk about these things for so long. We're in a hurry, Qingyu."

"Yes." Wu Qingyu's expression became slightly serious as he took out a leather map. It was yellowed and had a few damaged patches, but the markings could still be seen.

He continued in a hoarse voice,

"I came here many days in advance to scout the area. I bought this map from that person. I've already explored the area. There are many swamps around with uncertain locations. The places I've explored are only the ones marked above. There may be some places I've missed, so we must be careful."

Su Mingyuan didn't know when he woke up and was listening quietly on the side.

The others ignored him. He was a spoiled young master, and no one knew when he would give up and head back. They had no idea what earth-shattering event the young master was thinking about.

"Okay, go change into your equipment and clothes, and set off immediately."

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Su Mingyuan took the opportunity to run to Cheng Ziquan, and whispered something into her ear. For the first time, Cheng Ziquan did not show any expression. She listened to the man's plan in her ear with a serious look, and it was impossible to tell what emotion was in her eyes.

Wen Shiyun took all of this in, and was actually a little curious about what kind of trouble the man and she would have.

The unknown...it's something to look forward to. She curled the corners of her lips and turned around to change into a black sportswear.

Ling Yanling was wearing a black windbreaker, wrapping her whole body tightly.

It was unknown how long he had been dressed. He leaned against the side, looking at her with his black eyes without any hesitation, not paying any attention to the two people whispering over there.

The green smoke between his fingers swirled in the wind, passing over his deep eyebrows and eyes, and the emotions in them were unclear.

He walked a few steps forward to her and casually put a black baseball cap on her. "Remember to follow me closely later."

Lin Zha and Wu Qingyu quickly changed and came out. Su Mingyuan was still wearing his bright and eye-catching custom-made short-sleeved shirt and trousers.

Jin Xuncheng was also dressed in all black. He threw him a coat and said in a calm voice, with an irrefutable tone, "Put it on."

Su Mingyuan was also surprised. He seemed to be angry but dared not say anything. He obediently took the coat and put it on, which seemed quite well-behaved.

Unexpectedly, apart from Cheng Ziquan, the only person who could cure him was Jin Xuncheng.

As if he had made an agreement with Cheng Ziquan, he turned around and went to the corner to quietly make a phone call. Then he kept smiling, looking silly and in a good mood, just like the stupid son of a landlord.

After that, Su Mingyuan seemed to follow her pace unintentionally, following her closely.

Wen Shiyun looked back at him a few times with some surprise, but didn't say anything.

It seems that what the man said to Cheng Ziquan has something to do with her.

Finding an opportunity halfway, he patted her shoulder as if unintentionally, "Hey, you seem to be dirty here."

"Thank you." Wen Shiyun curved her eyebrows, pretending to be unaware, but in fact she took everything in.

Half an hour later, a small bee-like electronic eye followed their footsteps.

The bee-shaped mechanical eyes were flashing red light, and a real live broadcast of tomb robbery was beginning.

[Just arrived, what kind of live broadcast room is this? ]

The passerby who just came in was a little confused, but then he saw the good looks of the group of people through the camera and couldn't help but stop, wanting to see what they were going to do.

The traffic of outdoor live broadcast was unexpectedly large, so Su Mingyuan used a brand new account and used the "Bee Generation 23", the only successful mechanical tracking live broadcast developed by their family, on women.

It will fix itself on the host with micron particles attached to it and track the host live.

The number of people on the public screen continued to increase slowly until the next second. Wen Shiyun squatted down to tie her shoelaces. The "bee" flew silently to her and recorded her movements. Anyone within a one-meter radius around her would also be recorded.

She lowered her head slightly, and the wind blew her long black hair away from her ears, revealing her clean and clear face. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, and her lips were like cherry petals. Just a thin layer of lip gloss was enough to make people unable to take their eyes off her.

The live broadcast room was quiet for a few seconds, and then it started to roll like crazy. The traffic in the live broadcast room began to rise steadily, and soon broke through 3000, and it was still rising steadily.

[…It’s so beautiful, Mom, I saw a fairy.]

[I'm so beautiful! How come I only saw a beauty like this now? Something's wrong! Something's wrong!]

[Who is this? This is the first time I've seen such a beautiful woman with such a clear and natural look. I wonder why I've never seen one before. Is she a beauty born and raised in this village?]

"That's not right. Look carefully. This place is getting more and more remote. It's not dangerous, right? Where are they going?"

The audience in front of the screen then focused their attention on the surrounding environment and other people.

[Where is this? Is there such a place in modern times? ]

[No, the key point is that the more you climb, the more off the road you go. And look at the men next to the beautiful woman, they are all carrying large and small bags, and they don't look ordinary.]

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The outdoor live broadcast had unexpectedly good traffic, and a grand tomb-raiding live broadcast centered around her began just like that...