It was almost noon. Although it was March, the sun in the northern border was already full of energy. Deep in the mountains, trees were sparse, and large rocks were exposed on the surface, as if they were telling something to the blue sky. If you were close to the ground, you could really hear that shocking sound. The sound was passed down from ancient times and its strength would never fade.

Halfway through the mountain, a dark camp was extremely dazzling in this pure white environment. It was the Yilan Stoneyard, the only source of income for the three major families in Liaoer City. If you look closer, you can see small black dots moving between the black convertible hoods. Those were workers in the stone field. Those people were naked, with thick cloth on their arms, and huge waste stones pressed on their shoulders, their bodies bent into an amazing arc, moving slowly in the sun. The trees in the stone field were even sparse, and there was a reclining chair under a big tree that had just sprouted out. The young man on the reclining chair, who closed his eyes and rested, highlighted the status of those workers.

The boss had a black mole on the young man's face, which destroyed the harmony of the whole face, but at this moment, there was a smile on his face. It was supposed to be a dream. Maybe the sound of the shovel truck just now was too loud, which pulled the young man back from his sleep. The young man looked up at the sun, then turned around and changed to a more comfortable position. It seemed that he wanted to continue the dream just now. But the young man's dream was destined to be unable to continue. A middle-aged man in neat clothes and fat body walked towards him quickly, and his footsteps were a little quick, awakening the young man. The young man opened his eyes and turned to look at the middle-aged man. Strangely, the young man's eyes did not have the usual anger, but had a touch of interesting smell.

The middle-aged man bowed and said, "Mr. Hu, something big happened!" There was a hint of anxiety in his voice, and it was obvious that he was very serious. The young man said, "Oh? What big thing? Uncle Liang, please speak slowly." There was no sense of anxiety in his words, and he was as lazy as ever. The middle-aged man said, "The number of crystals transported from the mountains yesterday is not the same as that!" "The number of crystals does not meet? How is it possible?" The young man seemed a little anxious. The middle-aged man said, "I don't know.

The account book reported yesterday said that a total of 132 primary crystals were collected, but I just took stock of them and found that only 120 primary crystals were missing." "What? It's twelve shortened. The one who accepted the crystals these days was the young master of the Mo family, who was not merciful at all." The young man had a hint of real awe in his words. "Yes, what should I do? Mr. Hu, come up with an idea quickly." The middle-aged man obviously knew the young master of the Mo family.

The sun had passed over the heads, and the workers who had been busy all morning finally heard the "Dingling" sound. This sound was not nice, but it was like a natural sound in the workers' ears, just like they were busy for these short and unpleasant sounds. This was the quarry's opening ringtone!

"Don't have dinner first. Something happened in the venue. Mr. Hu asked everyone to gather together." A middle-aged man who looked like a foreman shouted. The middle-aged man's surname was Yun. Although he was only forty years old, his face had more wrinkles than ordinary people in his sixties. The ups and downs of the years have been clearly portrayed on the old man's face. The real name of the middle-aged man has long been forgotten. Here, everyone calls him Yuntou.

Hearing Yuntou's words, everyone put down their rice bowls, turned around and moved to the place where the young man was lying, and muttering some gossip. After all, eating a full stomach is the top priority here.

A fifteen-year-old boy followed the army and slowly moved towards the other side. The boy was thin, with a thin face under his short hair, and his bright eyes were extremely stunning, his nostrils opened and closed, slightly brisk. It was obvious that the work in the morning was not easy. Looking down, the boy's mouth was tightly pursed together, and a sense of perseverance was revealed. The boy also had his surname Yun, and his name was Yunfei.

The Yuntou who was speaking before slowed down and looked at the boy following behind. The boy raised his head slightly and accelerated a few steps below.

"Uncle Yun, are you waiting for me?" The boy's voice was cold, with a mature age that he should have.

"Well. Xiaofei, I've been working all morning. Are you tired?"

"I'm not tired. I've been here for almost half a year and I've been used to it for a long time."

"Well, that's good. Let's have something with me later." Yuntou, as the old man in the field, must have some privileges that others do not have.

"Well, thank you Uncle Yun. Uncle Yun, do you know what's going on? You even called everyone over while eating?"

"Who knows that the Hu family is just a small family, and that boy Hu Liang is even more naughty, but there is no way, who made them defect to the Yun family?"

"Yun Family."

Yun Fei and Uncle Yun both came from the Yun family, one of the three major families in Liaoer City. However, in their mouths, the word Yun family has a sense of alienation that is difficult to be strict, and even a hint of hatred!

"Has everyone come?" The young master Hu asked the middle-aged Uncle Liang. Although these workers were right in front of him, he seemed to disdain for the direct conversation between the workers.

"Back to Mr. Hu, everyone is here."

"Well, let's say it." Mr. Hu gave the order. After he finished speaking, he wanted to sit down, but suddenly came to his senses and came to his senses, so he pretended to be nothing and began to look at the workers, and his eyes swept through Yun Fei's body several times intentionally or unintentionally.

After the Uncle Liang finished speaking, Mr. Hu cleared his throat and said slowly: "I believe everyone has heard it clearly. The crystals produced yesterday were twelve fewer than 100% of them. The number of records of the master is from our Hu family. I think he will definitely not make any mistakes. That only means that some of you have hidden those crystals. I advise that you should hand them over earlier, so as not to let me find them out, and it will be difficult to speak at that time." After speaking, his tone was gloomy and threatening.

"Buzz·····" The crowd suddenly exploded. The first class before the quarry workers entered the site was not to learn how to collect crystals, but to listen to the old people telling the consequences of those who stole crystals in the past. As long as they were found out, the consequences would be absolutely terrible. Because the system was strict enough, there had never been anyfts in the quarry for so many years. When a sudden incident happened, how could everyone not be surprised?

As time went by, the noise in the crowd gradually lowered, and the young master Hu spoke again: "What? No one admits it? Give you another moment, and after a moment, if no one has come forward on his own initiative, don't blame me."

In the crowd, Yun Fei frowned, always feeling that what happened today was a bit strange. Although there will be several processes from the collection to the transportation of crystals, many people have strict control over each process. In theory, there will be no problems, especially the stealing of crystals, which is almost impossible. He vaguely feels that this may be a trap.

A moment passed by, and Mr. Hu opened his eyes and said with regret: "Okay, slutty guys, don't eat toasts and drink! Everyone is standing there and not moving! Uncle Liang, take people to search their tents!"

The middle-aged man did not dare to neglect his slightest, and led the several officials behind him and quickly walked towards the workers' tent.

Seeing those people pounce on their tents like wolves and tigers, the workers made another buzzing sound. Although they knew they had not stolen crystals, everyone had the feeling that crystals were hidden in their tents, and almost everyone would feel this way when facing inspections.

After a while, Uncle Liang walked towards this side with a black package, with a feeling of satisfaction of completing tasks on his face. At the same time, Yun Fei and Yuntou's hearts sank to the bottom of the valley, and the middle-aged man clearly came out of Yuntou's tent.

"What are you doing?" Mr. Hu shouted loudly.

Yuntou's forward steps suddenly stopped, knelt on the ground with a plop, and shouted: "It's unfair, Mr. Hu, the villain has never stole crystal stones! It's unfair!"

"Where is wronged?" The joking meaning in the voice was obvious.

Yuntou was speechless.

"Come here, Yuntou stole the crystal stone, pulled him down, tortured him, and then declared after asking for the reason!" Mr. Hu said these words very smoothly, as if he had already made a draft.

"Mr. Hu, Yuntou is from the Yun family. Should we consider it? Just drag it to torture it directly. If someone in the Yun family asks about it in the future, it will be difficult to explain." Uncle Liang thought carefully.

"Haha, the Yun family comes from! Have you ever seen anyone in the Yun family ask the useless person who was sent to the quarry?" Obviously Mr. Hu thought even more thoughtful.

Uncle Liang nodded and directed the man to pull down Yuntou, who had been kneeling on the ground and screaming.

"Okay, let's go eat, one by one, if you don't eat for a while, you will starve to death!" Mr. Hu seemed to have known that everyone would be indifferent, so he gave orders without hesitation. That's right, for those who are busy in the quarry day and night, the life of a foreman is indeed not as important as his lunch. However, the young master Hu, who is very self-respecting, would never have thought that his life is not as good as their lunch in the eyes of the workers.

The workers left here at a much faster speed than they had come. Yun Fei stood there, quietly watching Mr. Hu lying down as he was, without saying a word.

Mr. Hu opened his eyes slightly, glanced at Yun Fei, turned around and changed his position, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth that was exactly the same as when he had a beautiful dream. A low murmur came out: "Don't worry, I'll pull you back first, and then slowly deal with you."

The sun is still hot, but the surrounding temperature has dropped much more than before.
Chapter completed!