Chapter 57: Who is responsible for the death?

Su Yingxue was completely dizzy. It was the first time she saw that she had bought a stone for 100,000 yuan, and actually cut out a jadeite of high ice species. The price she invested was directly returned with a hundredfold profit.
One hundred thousand is compared to ten million. What is the concept?
This speed is really faster than grabbing money—
She didn't even expect that Lan Xiao would bet on rocks?
She looked ignorantly to her side, Wen Muchu who was always silent.
"Student Wen, never heard of Lan Xiao before that she knows how to bet on rocks?"
Wen Muchu's eyes were quiet, standing there quietly, but his gaze did not move away from Lan Xiao for a moment.
He pursed his thin lips and said nothing, the storm brewing in his eyes quietly.
...
Here, boss Huang carefully put Jade on the table, wiped away his tears, turned around and rushed to Lan Xiao, and hugged her excitedly.
Everyone was dumb, their eyes widened.
Isn't this boss Huang going crazy with excitement?
Lan Xiao is even more confused by Monk Erzhang, what the boss Huang is doing.
Boss Huang realized that he was too abrupt. A big man suddenly hugged a little girl so recklessly, don't frighten people.
Therefore, he quickly let go of Lan Xiao, and said with a bewildered smile: "Miss Lan, don't be afraid, I...I didn't mean anything else, I was just too excited. I didn't expect the jade of Gao Bing kind to be taken out of me. , I can’t even dream of it. You are my lucky star, I thank you so much."
For some reason, Lan Xiao looked at the forty-year-old man with red and swollen eyes, his nose was a little sour.
She rubbed her nose, and just about to speak, she didn't know who it was. Suddenly, she said: "Cut, cutting out a piece of jade of high ice does not mean you will win. This little girl is supported by luck. She can step on a luck, I don’t believe it, she can step on it all. The little yellow-haired girl who doesn’t know how to bet on rocks, is her luck here? The first time it’s a miracle. , Can’t it be a miracle every time? If this little girl cuts out any high-grade jade, my Wang will just screw off his head..."
Lan Xiao looked up, and the speaker was a man in his 50s with half-white hair.
He put his hands on his chest, shook his shoulders, and said with a sneer on his face.
As soon as this voice came out, the people who had originally envied Lan Xiao naturally turned their envy into jealousy.
They all agreed: "Yes, it's all luck. Those of us have been gambling on the stone for many years. If we don't have any experience, we dare to touch the stone. That would be bankrupt. She is going to lose. If I cut another piece of high-quality jade, I will remove my arm..."
"Yes, it is impossible. If she cuts out another piece, I will also break my leg..."
"I just kneel down and call grandma..."
"..."
Lan Xiao twitched the corners of his mouth. What a bunch of weird people these are all.
It's the head, the legs, the arms, kneeling, and calling grandma. How can she feel panicked.
She is very worried that once the second piece of colorless glass is cut out, this group of people will not be dead, disabled and disabled, will there be a lot of people crying and telling grandma?
Lan Xiao wiped the sweat on her forehead. Mom, is she walking down the road of crime?
She didn't dare to cut the whole thing now.
Who is responsible for the death of a person? It's terrible.