On the 31st day, it is destined to be recorded in the history of Donghai City. Major star-rated hotels were booked, and there were many luxury cars of more than 5 million. The hundreds of luxury cars driving from the intersection of Gaolu once again added a strong mark to today.

These hundreds of luxury cars were immediately divided into nine arrows. Their target was naturally the residence of the nine-level representatives, and they mainly visited the Song family in Zhonghai. At 3 pm, outside the Shen family's ancestral home, there were people giving gifts, just like crucian carp trees crossing the river.

"Jiangdu Industrial Group, I send you a pair of Yu Ruyi and wish Mr. Chen a victory."

"Penglong Changjiang Group, I send a Patek Philippe bell to wish Mr. Chen to become the eldest son of the new city."

"Ginza International Group, I will send you a villa and wish Mr. Chen a good fortune."

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Every time the Shen family's children sing the name, a wealthy businessman presents a gift to Shen Ming with both hands. When he sits on the Grand Master's chair, he just nods his head, and Jiang Mengmeng immediately takes the gift, feeling extremely happy.

Although the game has not officially started, it will be too late to get on the ship Kaixinshi when Shen Ming defeated the God of War in the East China Sea.

As the pyramid of these nine forces, the Song family in Zhonghai cannot curry favor with the Song family, but the same is true for currying favor with Shen Ming. After all, he is the designated agent of the Song family, which is exactly the same as Zhao Long.

The three uncles of the Shen family looked at the Shen family's ancestral home, piled up gifts like hills, and laughed so hard that they couldn't even close their mouths.

"These gifts combined must be hundreds of millions, right?"

"More than that, I think it's going to cost 200 million."

"It's better to know Ming Hao, this old thing Chen Changsheng should have died long ago."

The three uncles scolded Chen Changsheng as if they were scolding dogs. They seemed to have forgotten how they found Chen Changsheng's head at that time and asked for a meal. If they insulted Chen Changsheng like today, they would not only be in the Shen family's ancestral home, but also in the Shen family group.

But when Shen Ming heard this, he smiled indifferently. As one goes up and down, the only one in the Shen family's eyes is Shen Ming, and there is no dead Shen Changsheng.

It was not until ten in the evening that the gift-giving personnel ended. Seeing that the time was almost over, Shen Ming led Jiang Mengmeng out to Dongxing, and behind his car, hundreds of luxury cars immediately followed.

The Shen family's ancestral home was completely in the building. At this time, the old servant of the Shen family walked out of the inner hall. Looking at the garbage all over the ground and the few yellow phlegm on the Shen Changsheng Spirit Position, he sighed with pain.

"Don't respect our ancestors."

"Don't respect our ancestors."

"If Shen Ming had not indulged himself, how could the Shen family members dare to be so presumptuous?"

"Old Shen, is this the successor you chose? It really makes our ancestors disappointed."

Uncle Chen is almost ninety years old this year. Although he is not from the Shen family, he has been in the Shen family for the rest of his life and served the three heads of the Shen family. Because he has followed Chen Changsheng, the children of the Shen family passed on all their hatred for Chen Changsheng to him, and even reduced their salary this month by half.

Moreover, the garbage in the Shen family's ancestral house was blown by the wind and floated to the spiritual throne of the Shen family's ancestral family, and Uncle Chen's heart was extremely cold.

"If it weren't for the head of Shen Ming and Shen family, but Chen Qiye, maybe my old man would have been treated much better." Uncle Chen said to himself. When he thought of the night Chen Qiye was expelled from the Shen family, he kowtowed for Shen Junwen's nine-tone head, which is still vivid in his mind.

At this time, Uncle Chen happened to step on a pool of blood. He squatted down by a trait of deception. When he pressed his fingers, his face suddenly changed.

"How is this possible?" Chen Bo's face suddenly turned extremely terrifying.

Because the position he was standing at this time was where Chen Qiye kowtowed, and when he pressed his fingers, he could actually touch a crack?

"The ancestral home of the Shen family was repaired by Mr. Chen himself. The grounds were paved with bluestone slabs. How could it be cracked by Chen Qiye on his head?"

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. This is not something that a person can do!" Uncle Chen had just taken two steps, but when he saw the pool of blood, he became more and more incredible when he thought about it. Then the next second, he gritted his teeth and jumped back, and stepped on Chen Qiye's blood with his feet.

Rub, rubb, rubb, rubb, rubb, and three loud noises, with the point where Chen Qiye kowtowed as the center, the bluestone slab cracked three times at the level visible to the naked eye. Although it did not break completely, it was enough to be shocked.

Uncle Chen suddenly looked up and looked at the three gold-hot plaques hanging above the ancestral home, murmured:

"Be brave and resourceful!"

"Iron Blooded Danxin!"

"Unparalleled"

Uncle Chen instantly thought of Shen Ming's performance after becoming the head of the family. He then recalled Chen Qiye's performance on the night he left the Shen family. The answer was about to come out, and the old man actually cried with a face.

"Wrong, wrong!"

"These three plaques were not given to Shen Ming, but to Chen Qiye. He is the dragon among the people!"

"You are all very wrong with the ancestors of the Shen family, Chen Changsheng."

Although Uncle Chen has already reported it, no one is destined to believe it.

At this time, Shen Ming and Jiang Mengmeng had arrived at Dongxing, and the Dongxing arena was crowded with people. As time goes by, the crowds kept pouring in from all directions, and the venue was filled with exclamations.

"Holding the grass, I seem to see the Wang family of Beihai Group."

"I have confirmed that they are from the Wang family, and not only the King's family in Beihai, but also the Ningzhou family and the Chai family in Chuzhou. Today, nine masters representing their nine families to compete for the new market. Of course, they all sent representatives to watch the game, otherwise it would be a cold heart?"

"It's really terrifying. How could the merger of Donghai and Wuhua attract so many big bosses?"

"The East China Sea is the source of Sanjiang and has a deep-sea wharf. Wuhua City has always been a concentration of overseas trade. In the past, the East China Sea lacked funds, but Wuhua lacked docks and transportation. As long as the two places merge, the goods of Wuhua City can be continuously transported overseas through Sanjiang and Donghai wharf. This is the benefit of splashing the sky. Do you think these nine-level elders would be fools?"

"So that's it!"

Many wealthy businessmen who were not well-informed suddenly realized that they had never understood why this small Donghai attracted so much money before. It turned out that Donghai took the trip to Wuhua, and Wuhua also went up to two floors because of the geographical advantages of the two major ports in Donghai City's Jianghai. This was not simply one plus one, but one by ten, and one by a hundred.

This is really a huge benefit!

Soon, Lin Chuxue and Huang Yanjun also squeezed into the crowd. Although Huang Yanjun is the little princess of the Huang family, as the merger accelerates, the advantages of the Huang family gradually decline. She has no preferential treatment at night and can only stand in the corner to watch the game.

"When will the competition start?"

"Yes, my legs are sore. It's not the beginning yet, what time is it."

"It should be soon."

"I'm paralyzed, don't make a noise. I have bought a household registration book. The East China Sea God of War will not lose. I'm going to jump off the building tonight."

Just as everyone was uneasy, there was a loud bang, and the first shot above the ring opened, just illuminating the entire ring.

A ball of black shadows surfaced. It was Tang Yuanchen. He had been sitting quietly on the ring for an afternoon. While everyone was screaming, another ball of white shadows also came from the backstage, and the audience was thunderous.

Because many old spectators in Dongxing have recognized that the person wearing a plain mask has disappeared for a long time in the Dongxing Myth and the God of War in the East Sea.

"There were so many fakes in the past, this time it should be true, right?"

"Nonsense, do you think Bai Yunfei will smash his signature?"

"I heard that there is a 2 billion yuan fund that is optimistic about the East China Sea Battle, and this time it is 100% true."

"Who do you think will win?"

"I'm optimistic about Tang Yuanchen, and I heard that he came to take revenge on purpose."

"I'm optimistic about the God of War for the time being. After all, he is the Dongxing Myth, but there are eight masters who will fight him to death next, and losing is inevitable."

Amid the crowd's discussion, the East China Sea God of War walked towards the ring behind his hands. Although he did not roar or did not have a fancy backflip, every step he took touched the nerves of hundreds of people.

Among these people, some buy him and win, some buy him and lose, and even more, they hope that he will die and get a share of the new market opening.

However, Lin Chuxue looked suspicious and pointed at the East China Sea God of War and said, "Jun Yan, do you think this person looks like a person?"

"Who do you look like?" Huang Yanjun asked.

"It's my seven nights." Lin Chuxue said with a confused look on his face.

Although Chen Qiye was very disguised, for his relatives, Lin Chuxue felt at first glance that the killing machine wearing a plain white mask and cold on the ring was his husband, Chen Qiye.

Huang Yanjun smiled slightly. She had a way to know if it was Chen Qiye after the game, but she was not the kind of villain who stabbed someone in the back.

"Chuxue, you are stupid. How could the God of War be Chen Qiye? Look at this face, nose, mouth, and temperament, they are completely two people." Huang Yanjun said in a joke.

At this time, Chen Qiye, who was under the plain white mask, had already turned his back to Lin Chuxue. The more she looked at her, the less she looked, she was no longer in doubt.

When Chen Qiye stepped onto the ring, Tang Yuanchen suddenly flew up from the ground and sat up.

"God of War in the East China Sea, if you have any last words, please tell me quickly." Tang Yuanchen said.

Chen Qiye shook his head and said nothing.

Tang Yuanchen took a step forward, and the arena made by Jing Tie shook like Simmons.

"God of War, you are too conceited. Do you think you will kill me today?" Tang Yuanchen stared at Chen Qiye and said with a smile.

"I didn't want to kill you, I just wanted to defeat you."

As soon as Chen Qiye finished speaking, the lights above the ring turned on one after another, bang! bang! bang! bang! bang! bang sounded through his ears, and nearly a thousand viewers under the Dongxing ring suddenly felt their eardrums tingled.

The shadows of Chen Qiye and Tang Yuanchen were immediately stretched out by the lights, and the shadows overlapped together. Before the person moved, the shadows moved first. Tang Yuanchen kicked his feet without any unnecessary nonsense and took the lead in attacking.
Chapter completed!