小少呦萝粉国产

"How much does this three-colored jadeite cost?"

A wealthy collector who had recently entered the scene whispered the question.

His companion looked at him with disappointment, sighed, and said, "Even if you sold your company, it wouldn\'t be enough to pay for it!"

The wealthy collector was shocked. His company\'s market value was around 1 billion, and yet that wasn\'t enough to buy this \'worthless\' stone???

Loved it, loved it. Is this the joy of betting on stones?

"Young man, could you let me touch it for just a moment?"

"Yeah, yeah, we promise we won\'t damage the jadeite!"

"To touch a three-colored jadeite that appears once in a millennium, I would have lived a worthwhile life!"

Song Yun shook his head and declined. It wasn\'t that he didn\'t trust the integrity of these wealthy collectors, but human hearts are unpredictable.

"Brother, how about you let me have this Liu Guan Zhang three-colored piece?"

A young man with a slicked-back hairstyle approached and asked.

"Sorry, it\'s not for sale."

The young man was stunned by the refusal. In his world, no one dared refuse him, no matter who they were!

But today, in such a small place, he had encountered his first refusal, a rarity indeed!

"Whether it\'s for sale is not up to you!"

The young man sneered a few times, waved at his bodyguards, and four strong men charged towards Song Yun all at once.

However, they were quickly intercepted by Huang Baoding and his fellows, who were among the elite fighters. Upon encountering the four men, they swiftly subdued them, and within minutes, the four thugs were pinned to the ground, unable to move.

"In Magic Capital, no one dares to touch my belongings!" Song Yun said indifferently, "I don\'t care whose son you are, if you\'ve done wrong, wait for your punishment!"

After saying this, he prepared to leave with Ye Qingqing.

The Liu Guan Zhang three-colored jadeite was too rare, and staying any longer would undoubtedly attract more attention. The word \'greed\' was not to be taken lightly.

Through the ages, how many had been led astray by that word, and Song Yun didn\'t want a piece of jadeite to bring harm to those around him.

But Song Yun had underestimated these people. As soon as they left the club, several cars blocked their way.

More than a dozen masked people got out of the cars, and a person with red-dyed hair stepped forward from the crowd.

"Kid, leave the jadeite, and you can scram!"

Looking at the dozens of people before them, Huang Baoding and his fellows exchanged glances and smiled with excitement. Although life in Magic Capital was better than before, there was no place for them to fight! They had almost gone stir-crazy during this time!

"Boss, we\'ll be back in a jiffy!"

After Huang Baoding spoke, his figure shifted, and faster than lightning, he engaged the thug closest to him in combat. With a simple elbow strike, the man was sent flying, his chin raised, crashing into his comrades.

Huang Baoding\'s comrades also sprang into action like wolves entering a sheepfold, their eyes gleaming with excitement. In less than ten minutes, all the thugs lay on the ground, wailing in pain.

"Who\'s your master?"

Huang Baoding coldly demanded, pressing down on the redhead\'s chest.

"What master... I don\'t know what you\'re talking about!"

The redhead shouted stubbornly through the pain, "I\'d advise you to quit while you\'re ahead, don\'t make a big deal out of this!"

"I\'m not afraid of trouble!"

Huang Baoding\'s toe twirled relentlessly on the redhead\'s chest, focusing all his strength at one point, making the redhead feel as if an electric drill was boring into him non-stop.

"Even if you kill me! I won\'t tell you any information!"

Ferocity burst from the red-haired man\'s eyes as he roared furiously, "If you\'ve got the guts, kill me now; otherwise, I\'ll surely kill all of you!"

"You sure are arrogant, kid." Huang Baoding showed no anger but tilted his head, eyeing the red-haired man\'s neck and pondering how to inflict the most pain before his death.

"Let\'s go, Brother Huang."

Song Yun gazed deeply at the red-haired man and said indifferently, "Tell your master that it\'s only because we are in a society governed by law that you\'re being spared. Otherwise…"

As soon as Song Yun and his group left, the back-headed young man who had been causing trouble slowly walked out of the club.

The young man looked down indifferently at the red-haired man lying on the ground and said, "Trash, can\'t even handle a small matter like this."

"Young Master, it is our incompetence!"

The red-haired man struggled to get up from the ground, knelt tremblingly at the feet of the young man.

"Hmph! Do you have any idea that jade was supposed to be a gift for my father\'s 80th birthday celebration? Now I have to find a replacement!"

"We are unworthy, please allow us to die!"

The red-haired man, after uttering his miserable plea, drew a dagger from his chest and stabbed it fiercely toward his own chest.

"Bang!"

The young man kicked the red-haired man away, squatted down, and said while looking at the red-haired man breathing his last breath, "I\'m keeping you for business, not to throw your lives away!"

After speaking, he took out a beautifully crafted box from his pocket, opened it, and inside was a vial emitting a purple glow.

He flicked the syringe a couple of times and then stabbed it ruthlessly into the red-haired man\'s back.

A searing heat coursed through the red-haired man\'s veins, spreading throughout his body. In just a few seconds, all of his wounds had vanished, and he stood up and clenched his fist, feeling an immense power explode from within his body, scattering the dust on the ground around him.

The red-haired man now felt invincible!

"Go find me another present that\'s presentable, and if you screw up again, you can take your own life!"

"I understand, Young Master!"

...

Meanwhile, Song Yun had returned to the Magic Capital luxury villa with Ye Qingqing.

He locked the tricolor jade in a safe, planning to think of a good theme and find someone to carve it later.

Ye Qingqing reluctantly withdrew her gaze, the red jade in her hand suddenly seemed less enchanting.

"Honey~ What are you planning to do with that piece of jade~"

Song Yun knew well what the person beside him was thinking. He smiled and tapped Ye Qingqing\'s nose, saying, "Stop dreaming about that piece of jade. If possible, I would like someone to make a \'Sworn Brothers of the Peach Garden\' out of it."

"Green, red, and black—ah, it really is like Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei!"

It was only then that Ye Qingqing realized, helplessly, that the tricolor jade was too rare to be split into three separate pieces, so she quickly dismissed the idea of making it into jewelry.

"Wife~ What are you planning to make with that red jade in your hand?"

Song Yun wrapped his arms around Ye Qingqing from behind, lightly inhaling the fragrance from his wife\'s neck as he asked.

"A pendant, a ring, earrings! Ah... that tickles!"

Ye Qingqing covered her ears, pouting discontentedly at Song Yun, who was gently blowing into them.

"Husband, today you\'ve found an emperor green, a red jade, and even a tricolor jade. Aren\'t you going to reward me?"

Song Yun gave a mischievous squeeze to his wife\'s belly, the implication clear: the beast was becoming restless again.

"Hmph, just once, okay!"

Ye Qingqing said coquettishly, breaking free from Song Yun\'s embrace and heading toward the bathroom.

"Hehe, soon you won\'t be the one making decisions."