About half an hour later, Jiang Xiaomi and Wang Hao returned, and a group of local residents of Manro followed behind them.

Acheng stood on the mountain, and when he looked down, he found that in addition to those who followed behind, the surrounding residents were also moving towards this side.

This scene surprised everyone. What method did they use to call the nearby residents.

You must know that these indigenous residents are very lazy. When the construction period is usually busy, several of their companies will post signs to invite residents to help, and clearly state the price and how much they will pay per day, but most people would rather wait for the government to give gifts on an empty stomach. Nor do they want to work with their own hands.

"How did you call them here?" The fourth asked curiously.

Jiang Xiaomi wiped the sweat on his face: "I told them that there may be diamonds buried here, and while the boss is not around, whoever digs it is who it is."

The fourth child was stunned, looked down at his feet, and suddenly remembered that this piece of land happened to be the area divided by the Wei family's minerals, and because there was no value for mining, he ignored it.

Acheng asked worriedly: "What if they don't dig ore?"

Jiang Xiaomi shrugged: "I only said that there may be, but I didn't say that there must be. The big deal is that the people involved in the excavation will each give 50,000 yuan as their labor fee."

It's not a problem as long as money can solve it.

...

It's busy up there, and the people behind bars are just as busy.

Everyone was busy dodging the rubble falling overhead.

"Why are things still falling? Is it going to be buried alive or what?" Someone in the team complained quietly.

At first, it was only a few bits and pieces, but I don't know what happened, and the falling stones gradually became larger in size.

At this moment, Bian Yue suddenly shouted: "Be careful."

As soon as the voice fell, someone in the team heard a muffled cry of pain, and the stone on the top fell, just in the middle of them.

Bian Yue followed the voice and pushed aside the crowd to find the injured person. Who knew that this person was actually Wei Shaoyong.

Just when Bian Yue finished shouting to be careful, Wei Shaoyong responded quickly and pulled the big ghost. The big ghost escaped, but the sharp stone rubbed Wei Shaoyong's back and fell.

The big ghost felt guilty and wanted to see how Wei Shaoyong was hurt, but was blocked by Wei Shaoyong: "Go ahead."

Everyone stumbled to find a temporary shelter and took a break.

"I think it's good here, just die here!" The kid gasped.

The big ghost shoved him in disgust: "Can you make a difference? You will die if you open your mouth and close your mouth. If you want to die, I don't want to. Also, if you want to die, please stay away from me, I'm afraid of you. Infect me with corpse poison."

At this time, Bian Yue suddenly hissed at everyone: "I seem to hear the sound of water droplets."

Du Lie couldn't believe it: "Are you sure?"

Bian Yue's auricle moved slightly and signaled everyone not to breathe.

"All stop breathing." Wei Shaoyong ordered.

Bian Yue took a few steps forward along the sound, and those small changes that ordinary people couldn't capture at all were infinitely magnified here by Bian Yue.

After a while, Bian Yue turned back excitedly: "Yes, it's the sound of water droplets."

With water, it means they have a better chance of survival.

"Haha, what kind of shit is going on here, we can all meet it." The kid said exaggeratedly.

Some time ago, Jiang Xiaomi mistakenly thought that Lou Tianqin was suffering from depression, and played the song "Good Luck" all day long, Du Lie's ears became calloused.

So, when the kid said that there was some shit luck, Du Lie's brain conditioned reflexively remembered the sentence: "Good luck, I wish you good luck, good luck brings joy and love."

"Hey? Who's singing?" The big ghost looked at the darkness around him inexplicably.

...

The rain poured down, and it was so violent that people were caught off guard.

The excavator couldn't work, so Li Xiaojia jumped out of the car and started with everyone.

The rainwater poured down the slope. Jiang Xiaomi was worried that something would happen and wanted some people to evacuate, but no one was willing to leave.

Seeing that the group of East Asians were so excited, the Manluo people guessed that there must be a big baby in it, and they insisted on not leaving.

Cha Cha sat down on the ground with no strength, and without waiting for someone to come to help, she bounced up and continued digging like a flashback.

"Acha, go and rest, we are here." Jiang Xiaomi advised.

The rain was crashing down, and as far as the eye could see, it was all foggy. Cha Cha squinted his eyes, and was about to fall, but the words he said were very deafening: "To live to see people, to see corpses, Leave me alone, I know the scale."

A Cheng, who was in a low-lying area, suddenly shouted, "Young Mistress, Young Mistress."

Jiang Xiaomi quickly took a deep kick and ran over with a shallow kick: "What's wrong?"

"It's bottomed out."

The top of the prison is made of solid rock, and if you continue to dig, it will really fall.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiaomi quickly asked Wang Hao to disperse the crowd.

Others listened to the persuasion, but the die-hard Man Luo people did not believe it. They felt that Wang Hao was going back on his word and wanted to monopolize the ore.

"Tell them that after going down the mountain, everyone can receive 50,000 yuan, on a first-come, first-served basis, and the last one going down the mountain will have nothing." Jiang Xiaomi said loudly.

Driven by money, the Manluo people abandoned their shovels and ran down the mountain one after another. In order not to let them get lost, Jiang Xiaomi asked Acheng to go down to inform Yuewen Finance, take out all the cash, and distribute it to these people. Bookkeeping, go back and exchange them one by one.

...

Knocking off the stones is a skill-testing job, so it can only be carried by the bodyguards of the base. Li Xiaojia, Wang Hao, and more than a dozen people brought by Du Lie, with ropes tied to their waists, slide down the slope to the bottom, and use a chisel. one click.

After the thickness was thinned, Wang Hao motioned for everyone else to go up.

"Brother Hao, you have to be careful." Li Xiaojia said with lingering fears.

"Understood, you are optimistic about the young lady, don't ask her to slide down."

Jiang Xiaomi had been lying on the top of the slope, watching them nervously, her wet hair was sticking to her face, the rain was dense, and Wang Hao was only a shadow in sight.

The big hammer slid down the slope. Wang Hao held it in his hand and weighed it a few times. The people in charge of the safety rope also tightened the hemp rope in their hands, because after the stone was broken, Wang Hao would definitely fall.

Under the nervous gaze of the crowd, Wang Hao pointed his hammer to the sky, and the moment he swung it down, it seemed that the ground beneath his feet was shaking, and a more ferocious force followed.

As the hammer fell again and again, Jiang Xiaomi squeezed his fist and couldn't help but spit out two words: "Eighty! Eighty!"