Granite
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Zhong Dapao was not satisfied with the result. The compensation of one million for an injury was blatant extortion. After all, the civilian deaths in the local war only paid a few hundred RMB per person.
However, if it's blackmail, why not go all the way? Compared to the price the other side tried to extort from him, a million was only a fraction of the sum.
Li Du shook his head at him and said, "Let's not delay looking at the stones."
Dao Kun smiled and said, "Yes, yes, what this brother says is very true. Let's go and see the stones. Come with me, brother, Master Pao. Our mines had produced a lot of good stones recently."
The young man asked pathetically, "Brother Kun, what about my bracelet? It's all I have."
Dao Kun raised his foot and wanted to kick him, but the young man backed nervously.
"Damn, get lost! Go and find it yourself, who knows where you hid it?"