Chapter 1722

The ancient city of Shule in Northern Xinjiang is on fire.

Thirty years ago, more than 300 years ago, it was just a small county on the edge of the desert where the local aborigines grew up.

In the past 30 years, it has been buried in the vast Taklimakan desert because of the special wind and sand attack.

But in the past three months, it has been turned into a paradise for the rich by a big drug lord with a business mind.

If an entrepreneur from Baiye can become an extreme entrepreneur at the right time, he can start his business at home. Unfortunately, he did not use his talent in the right way, which also doomed his ending will not be too good.

Let's not talk about the future.

Just look at the present.

Another morning when the sun rises, Gu Yao, the gatekeeper of Shule ancient city for 30 years, has knelt down on the ground and prayed to his God for more than an hour.

During this time, people of all colors and shapes passed by him.

Some people may laugh and enjoy the cool morning breeze in the desert.

Some people with pity eyes, casually dropped a few hundred dollar bills in front of him.

When the color of Zhaoxia becomes very bright, a few jeeps will carry more people here.

At this time, Lao Gu would stop his prayer, only the vehicles would stop in front of the underground entrance of Shule ancient city.

Lao Gu didn't know the identity of the people who were brought by the car. He only knew that those people would put hundreds of yuan into his hand, and then he would forget to cry and embrace the desert.

After Gu Yao directed the cars to put down all the passengers and stop behind the ruins on the ground.

The sun has risen completely and the sand is coming as usual.

Lao Gu doesn't care what happens to those who try to experience the sandstorm. He just delays the closing time until the sandstorm has reached the point that the human body can't bear. He warns the people who are still on the ground for the last time, and then closes the entrance without hesitation.

Those who are left outside will not die.

After all, there are many ruins on the ground of Shule ancient city for those people to escape from the sandstorm.

But after more than 15 hours of sandstorm attack, what kind of psychological shadow those people will have on this place, and whether they want to challenge nature from now on, I don't know.

When the entrance door is closed.

Lao Gu would take all the income he got in these three hours, go back to his residence, put all the money into an iron box, and bury it deep under the bed.

It has been a month since the reconstruction of Shule ancient city was completed.

This month's income has been totally equal to the total income of Lao Gu in the past 30 years.

But he didn't touch a cent of the money.

Even the daughter of Yanhai University in the east of China still needs to rely on poverty grants for living expenses.

Even the son of a big city far away in China has to work hard to repay part of the mortgage.

Lao Gu won't use the money.

From the first day brother Dao came to the ancient city of Shule, Laogu knew that this man had violated the God.

So the changes that have taken place because of this person have not been allowed by the gods.

Things that God doesn't have permission to use will not be used by Laogu.

He firmly believes that these things will be taken away by the God sooner or later, but it is not certain when the God will come here to be furious and punish those who offend him.

"Lao Gu, why are you still here? Don't say I don't take care of you. Brother Dao has spoken. As long as you like, he can let you guard several gambling tables here. "

Just buried the money box, ready to kneel down and pray for forgiveness, Lao Gu suddenly heard such a sentence.

The speaker was dikuza.

The young gatekeeper who had been guarding the entrance of the underground ancient city with him for the past few years.

Once upon a time, Lao Gu regarded dikuza as his nephew.

There was even a time when Lao Gu wanted to give his daughter Xu to this honest and self-motivated young man.

But now, dikuza's ambition has ruined him.

"Stupid dikuza, do you look like you are still forgiven by the gods?"

Lao Gu turned around and glared at him.

On the contrary, dikuza didn't care. He looked up and said, "where is the God of heaven? If the God of heaven knows what's going on here, he will know that many people in the world are more damned than me. Lao Gu, do you want to work with me or not? It won't take you a month, and you can make money that you couldn't make in your whole life. "

In the face of dikuza's "good advice", Laogu firmly shook his head: "God said, Shule ancient city can't do without a gatekeeper."

"Old fashioned!"

Dikuza murmured and turned away.Finally, Lao Gu was able to continue his mission of praying to God in silence: "Almighty God, please forgive that stupid dikuza."

Small people are like this. They don't think about world peace. They just need to pray for the safety of the people they care about.

This kind of people are generally very lovely, so that the real God is willing to realize their wishes.

And those who boast of the existence of big people will not think about world peace, but they will ask for more from the outside world.

In the center of the ancient city of Shule, a room was renovated and reinforced, just like a palace.

Lin Kangbai is lying on a massage chair, accepting the service of these two exotic beauties.

A big ocean horse stroked Lin Da Shao with the softest part of his body, but it didn't affect his legs.

Another ocean horse is the first up and down movement, to give Lin more satisfaction.

Next to him is the real ruler of Shule ancient city, brother Dao.

The first time brother Dao entered the ancient city of Shule, he found the huge business opportunities hidden here, and used his guns to clean up other forces here.

Brother Dao knows something about the legend of banning guns in the ancient city of Shule.

So, every time the gun was fired, brother Dao would run tens of kilometers ahead of time, wait for the remote control to command the kids to solve the problem, and then come back after confirming that they were safe.

Once or twice, like a bird in shock.

Three times, four times, like a black cat at night.

Until the fifth time, no matter what the bullshit legend of banning guns, I don't believe that there are soldiers coming from the sky in the wind and sand, who can break through the resistance of the armed forces from the Golden Crescent.

So brother Dao took root here.

The drugs of jinxinyue came, and the guns circulating in China came.

Then the decoration team came, the casino planners came, and countless young girls who were either voluntarily or forced to live were directly captured.

The ancient city of Shule has become a resort for the three.

If this resort wants to continue, it must be escorted by a person of high status.

After another month's hard exploration.

Brother Dao finally found Lin Dashao.

Lin Kangbai from the Lin family in Jinghua.

If we really want to talk about the change of Lin Kangbai's life, we have to start from a club in Qingshan.

That's the mark of his progress towards a miserable life. If Lin doesn't want to recall, it's needless to say so much.

In a word, Lin Kangbai was interrupted by Hua yeshen. He began to take drugs in his wheelchair, entrapped ignorant girls, set off firecrackers in Jinghua general hospital, and almost shot Jiang Muran. After the series of incidents, he was killed.

The whole Lin family, even his sister Lin Yiting, who used to be the same as him, gave up the young Lin completely.

There is nothing to support Lin Kangbai.

He didn't want to die, either.

Then be a useless person that the Lin family can afford.

This useless man has become brother Dao's talisman.

No matter how much it costs to transform the ancient city of Shule, brother Dao has never let go.

What he has done may be suppressed and eliminated by the Chinese authorities at any time, which is a sure thing.

But with Lin Da Shao's share in the construction of "Shule ancient city folk custom tourist area", this is not the same thing.

No matter who wants to start here, we should first consider the loss of the Lin family.

If Conlin is not white enough.

Then in the next month, after all the dandies brought by Lin Kangbai got some shares in the "tourist area construction" project, brother Dao firmly believes that even if there are still people who want to reorganize the ancient city of Shule, they will be reorganized first.

"Mr. Lin, I heard that there was once a drug lord in the golden triangle in your aristocratic circle, and he took the No. 1 drug as an honorary product. We also have no.1 Golden Crescent. Would you like to have a try? "

Brother Dao smiles and waves his hand. Someone immediately presents a hardbound wooden box to Lin Dashao.

The box is simple and exquisite, and the five white cigars in the box are more beautiful.

But Lin Kangbai just glanced at it and stopped paying attention to it. His body trembled and breathed a long breath. He pushed away the big ocean horse that was lying on his body and then said, "Dao, you don't have to try to control me any more. I said, since I'm here, I won't leave till I die. "

Brother Dao heard this and wanted to explain something.

Lin Kangbai raised his hand to stop him talking. He continued to ponder: "after my legs were broken, what I have experienced has made me understand a lot of truth.

There is no gain in the world for no reason.

To get, you have to give.I've got the meaning of living with you. What I've paid is to make sure that when I'm alive, I can continue to live here as I do now.

Of course, I need more.

Therefore, I took the lead in paying a team of ore exploration experts carefully cultivated by the Lin family, so that you can earn more profits than drugs in your business here.

So how are you doing about that piece of black jade dragon ball? "

Lin Kangbai's tone and manner of speaking are full of arrogance that people can't look directly at.

If Li Nanfang was here, he would be surprised that Lin Dashao, who once only knew how to think with his lower body, could even say such standard words.

Brother Dao grinned and scratched his head: "Mr. Lin, I've been doing it exactly according to what you mean. But I always feel that it's too dangerous. If we are not careful, all of us will be buried with us. "

"Are you a drug lord who should have been shot tens of thousands of times afraid of death?"

Lin Kangbai's disdain in his tone is obvious, but brother Dao doesn't dare to show any anger. He can only listen to Lin Dashao's story quietly: "once this thing is done, the ancient city of Shule will completely become your Golden Crescent's transit station in China. Such a result is enough for you to have a rich and noble insurance, right

"Mr. Lin, where did you get so much confidence?"

Lin Kangbai did not answer the question: "have you ever heard of Yin dragon?"