A Fei glanced at Xiao Zhao and frowned slightly.

"What is the current valuation of Lin's family?"

“Four billion to five billion.”

Xiao Zhao replied.

"Then my elder brother's money should be available for purchase..."

He stretched out his fingers and counted one by one, and then it seemed to be messy again. He counted again and again, and simply shook his head directly and said impatiently: "I can't count it, I can't count it!"

Xiao Zhao was dumbfounded!

Can't count it?

Is it difficult to have a 5 billion or 5 billion number?

Did Ah Fei not even pass the elementary school mathematics?

It’s still Jiangning’s money... there’s too much.

Is this the world of rich people?

Xiao Zhao couldn't figure it out, and Jiang Ning himself didn't understand it.

He doesn't know how much money he has, let alone Ah Fei.

At this moment, Jiangning is still making tea leisurely.

The underground circle of Handu, Gou Ge and his friends cleaned up the environment, and the environment became much cleaner, and there were not so many bullshit things to disturb Jiangning.

He didn't expect that Li Chengfeng would make such a choice.

Gambling.

Whether you can win by betting depends entirely on the dealer Jiangning.

"Is there any news?"

He narrowed his eyes and put down the teacup, "It hides quite deeply."

"But this time, we can't compete with conventional means."

Jiang Ning smiled. It seemed that this was the first time. It was not a fight for boxing scores by force and intelligence.

Looking at the notes sent by someone on the table, Jiang Ning still felt a little funny.

The note was sent by Li Chengfeng's people. It told him the whereabouts of the boxing book and some things about Fang Yin, and the purpose was obvious.

Li Chengfeng wanted to survive and to maintain the Li family's survival, so he took a desperate bet.

On Fang Yin's side, he definitely has no way to bargain.

"But why do you think I will give you a chance?"

Jiang Ning stretched out his hand, grabbed the paper stick, and held it hard and rubbed it. The paper stick was rubbed to pieces by the calluses of his palms!

At that time.

There is a private courtyard outside the outskirts of Handu.

Those who can own such a villa will not have a low status in the Han capital, either rich or noble.

The owner of this villa is a famous collector in Donghan.

The guards of the villa were strictly guarded and even hired mercenaries to be responsible for security work. The whole villa looked at it and saw each pavilion in five steps and one post in ten steps. Even if the troops came, they could not easily be taken down!

"I've been targeted."

The old man sitting there, his long beards fell, and his thick eyebrows were bent, looking very kind.

These days, people come to investigate from time to time in the villa, and even try to sneak in, so he doesn't know where he will.

He would not have known about the big things that happened in the Han capital.

"Mr. Gaoshan, with us here, no one can enter the villa and steal any treasure here!"

The guard captain confidently said.

Their security power is not weaker than the defense of some leaders. It is not that easy for ordinary people to come in.

"No, there are mountains outside the mountain, and there are people outside? I miss Wu Lingshan's servant Ran? People."

Gao Shan smiled, and a meaningful smile flashed in his eyes.

He glanced at the fist score on his palm. It had been two years in his hand, but he never saw that it had any special value.

Obviously, this thing is priceless to others, but to him, it is probably just a time bomb.
Chapter completed!