Chapter 617: Big Mouth Brazil and Australia

Zhang Xing ignored their pretentious performances and lifted his feet toward it.
Bu Fan hurried to catch up, half a bit behind Zhang Xing (body sh n), and introduced as he pleased.
After the other elders of the family followed the officials (body sh n), they did not dare to speak in silence.
An hour later, when Zhang Xing inspected the mine, they saw a large group of people at the door of the mine, and they seemed to be arguing.
Taking a look at Bufan, Murphy's face (color) was displeased: "Patriarch Bufan, there are so many things in your mining area."
Bufan's face sank immediately (yin yin): "I'll deal with it immediately, go immediately!"
He knew what was happening outside, and it was the Ebner family who came to find something.
A hundred years ago, the two (guanguan) department was still very good. Since the discovery of the jadeite veins, the two started a fight for the benefit of the two, until the fire broke out.
Because it is underground mining, the boundary between the two divisions is not so easy to define and will often be over-exploited, so the two often fight with each other.
I have to hit it almost every month, and I haven't solved the problem for decades.
"Noisy, what's going on?"
Bufan carried his hands and asked.
"Huh! Bufan, you are really here, I came to talk to you."
I saw a crowd outside the gate, and a man in his mid-fifties turned out.
The visitor is the patriarch of the Abbanna family, and more in Western Australia.
"There are many Western Australians. What are you looking for (gan gan), and what can we say, just refuse to fight."
Buffan sneered.
It is really a narrow road for the enemies. I didn't expect to encounter many Western Australians here. Did he hear any news and came to see the Lord?
"Hit, hit, we're afraid you won't do it. I'm going to hit today, but I have to make it clear."
"Your Able family is too much this time, and they have collapsed our mine. Do you still talk about rules?"
"If you want to play like this, don't both of us want to mine clear jade."
Western Australia (body sh n) wore a black (color) robe, holding a jade staff in his hand, and was so angry.
"What? How could I know this?"
With a surprised look, Buffan turned to look at Marlow.
As soon as I heard such a trivial matter, I felt relieved, as long as I didn't come to see the Lord of the City, everything was easy to say.
"Master Patriarch, this is the case, and I have not had time to report ..."
Marlow's face hadn't swelled, and he smiled slightly.
"I think this is an accident, and we didn't mean it. I promise I won't be born in the future."
With a wave of his hand, Bufan vowed.
"You promise? Buffan, you said lightly, how much a mine lost, you are not clear. The taxes paid to the city's main government in the next ten years will be yours!"
Western Australia has a lot of face and scorn, with a sharp tone.
"Ten years? Western Australia. Thanks to what you think, you can continue to mine if you clean up the mine, and you won't lose much. It's a bit overwhelming!"
Buffan was cold.
"Huh! The ten-year profit and tax is not much, and it is not as good as your one-month profit. Two ways, either we will destroy one of your mines or pay taxes for me!"
The multifaceted (color) of Western Australia is red, and the louder it becomes, the more people on the ground in the mining area can hear it.
This could immediately make Bu Fan's scared face (color) pale, and keep squinting at West Australia.
How big your mouth is in Western Australia, and it makes you miserable. The master of the city can just listen to it.
Ten years of profits and taxes are less than one month of profits. What do you think of the Lord of the City?
But how could Western Australia understand his actions and looked at him with a strange expression.