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Chapter four hundred and fortieth: tragic

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Shen Mingchao's footsteps and flew out in the air again. Even Bai Yunfei, the strongest Bai clan, was not his opponent, let alone the dozen young and strong people in the Bai family. He soon became defeated and fell to the ground wailing.

At the same time, the Song family formation almost brought down hundreds of young and strong troops from the Bai family with an overwhelming advantage.

"A bunch of waste." The driver of the Song family smiled coldly.

Lin Bo nodded and said, "Song San, do you remember the most fiercely scolding our Song family just now?"

Song San pointed at a few lying on the ground, without any backhand power, and said, "He, he, and those others."

"Help me get the stick." Lin Bo said with a ferocious expression. After taking the stick, he whipped the corpse.

Although there has been no death in this battle, the hundreds of young and strong people in the Bai family have no power to turn the hand and are almost no different from the corpse. However, Lin Bo still smashed one by one, at the least, he could break his hands and feet, and at the worst, he would have a large area of ​​bleeding.

Shen Mingchao couldn't help but frown, killing people just to put on the ground, and Lin Bo's behavior made him disgusted.

"Lin Bo, have you done it?" Shen Mingchao looked at Lin Bo and said.

"Too?" Lin Bo threw the wooden stick in his hand and said high above, "We are a noble family, born superior to others, and are free at home and abroad. How can a poor and remote person like the East China Sea insult be insulted?"

"Shen Mingchao, you do your duty well. It's not your turn to point fingers at me in other things."

Shen Mingchao was furious. He was not regretting the Bai family, but he felt that his dignity had been provoked. He was a dog, but he only belonged to Song Shizhu. How could he tolerate a dying man pointing fingers at him?

"Bang bang bang bang."

At this moment, the sound of gongs came from all directions, and a group of old men with gray beards and hair led a group of women and children to gush out of the alleys of Baijia Village, with hundreds of people.

The Bai family in Donghai is the base camp of the Bai family. At this moment, they are lying on the ground. Their son, father, and husband!

Even if they are the elderly, weak, women and children, they will never allow a group of foreigners to be so arrogant on the land where their time lived!

Many children have sparked revenge in their eyes.

"Shen Mingchao, you are from the Shen family in Donghai. Do you really want to help the Song family and bully our own people in Donghai?" The uncle of the Bai family pointed at Shen Mingchao's nose with a crutch and cursed.

Shen Mingchao shook his head and denied, "Song Hai is here to help Donghai develop. Why are you Bai tribe ignorant? You just stood on the side of the God of War. And I can agree to your conditions on behalf of the Song family. As long as you can surrender, you will give priority to the development of your Bai tribe."

"Bah! It's not my clan, but his heart will be different!" The uncle roared with a mouthful of foam and Xingzi, "Shen Mingchao, what good thing do you think the Song family is, and you still surrender? Do you think we old guys can believe this kind of tricking children?"

As soon as my uncle said this, he was recognized by everyone in Baijia Village.

"Get out of our homeland."

"Yes, we have lived here for generations, and ours will never let the Song family build a building and build a factory."

"Don't mention those useless things, when the place comes to your hands, the Song family will only let us leave our hometown and squeeze us."

"Get out of Baijia Village."

Donghai and Wuhua both belong to the Xin'an clan culture. Although they know that sometimes wealthy businessmen are not trustworthy, they know that the God of War is from Donghai after all, and everyone grows up by eating a mouthful of water. They don't do it too ugly, and they should also pay attention to their face and influence.

However, the Song family has been around for a hundred years and is born to pursue profits. Once the land is handed over, they will inevitably be exploited without any bottom line. The poor have the wisdom of the poor. This is also the fundamental reason why Huang Tianxiong knew that Chen Qiye had little chance of winning, but he finally chose Chen Qiye.

"What nonsense is it, just knelt down and talk about it." Bo Lin said with a wave of his hand.

Shen Mingchao quickly waved his hand to stop the Song family. The black-clothed square formation was launched. He could attack Bai Yunfei and Bai Yutang, and even kill a few disobedient Bai family members. However, the people standing opposite were all old, weak, women and children, and children. Even if he was stubborn, he was a little incapable of attacking.

Seeing Shen Mingchao waved his hand, the Song family's thugs could only stop charging, but the Bai family in the East China Sea was ready to go.

The uncle raised his arms and shouted, "Our East China Sea Bai family originated in Bai Qi in the Warring States Period. There is no coward in our Bai family. Even if the Qingshang tribe is down, as long as our Bai family brings a living person, he will give me the fuck. You can't lose the face of your ancestors."

As soon as these words were said, they were recognized by hundreds of elderly, weak, women and children, who were all glaring at Shen Mingchao and the Song family.

"Yes, we can't lose our ancestors' face."

"We're fighting with these Song family members."

"If you lose a scar as big as a bowl, you can't lose anything you lose."

Under the influence of clan culture, the tribesmen all have a belief that they can’t lose anything if they lose. Before several uncles could issue the horn of charge, several big yellow dogs in Baijia Village had already rushed out.

Immediately afterwards, the uncle was holding a kitchen knife, the second uncle picked up a shovel, the third uncle was holding a wooden stick, and the fourth uncle resisted a Guan Gong's big knife.

The Bai tribe of the East China Sea, a prominent tribe of the East China Sea with Bai Qi, a butcher of the Warring States Period, as its ancestor, fifty-eight old men, one seventy-seven women and ninety-one children, all launched a charge towards the Song family's black-clothed square formation.

Lin Bo looked at Shen Mingchao coldly and said, "Shen Minghao, this is how you do things for the Song family?"

Seeing that the Bai tribe was about to call him, Shen Mingchao still did not move, which made him very upset.

Shen Mingchao knew that if he retreated at this time, then in Song Qingcong's mind, the weight would definitely drop sharply, and those who do big things would not be too particular. This is the first battle between the Song family and the God of War. If he did not hand over a shocking report card, he would give him any explanation to Song Shizhu.

At this time, a fierce yellow dog pounced in front of Shen Mingchao. He punched it out, and immediately beat the yellow dog more than ten meters away, and his heart burst and died.

"Fuck them all down for me." Shen Mingchao roared.

"Yes!" The hundreds of men in black from the Song family formed a square formation again and rushed forward. No matter whether the opposite was a man, a woman, an old man, or a child, he had no eyes and no weapons, and his weapons were ruthless. In less than ten minutes, the team of hundreds of people was fucked down by the Song family's square formation again.

This is the difference between professional and non-professional, the difference between good players and the elderly, weak, women and children. Of course, there must be Shen Mingchao's bonus. He is like Lu Bu's rebirth, taking on the protagonist of today's attack, which led to a great boost in morale among the Song family, and undoubtedly won the first battle between the natives of the War God and the Song family.

The crying, howling, and the barking of dogs completely resounded through the sky.

"Mom, my chest hurts!"

"Grandpa, wake up, don't fall asleep, call an ambulance, my grandpa is almost out of reach."

"Dad, wake up quickly, mom is bleeding."

...

On the ancestral land of the Bai clan of the East China Sea, the Bai clan of the East China Sea has been completely defeated by the Song family's iron fist and has lost its combat effectiveness.

Bai Yutang was awakened by the crying and suddenly woke up from the dizziness. When he saw his uncles, brothers, cousins, and cousins, all fell into a pool of blood, he went completely crazy, knelt on the ground, his veins burst out all over his body, covered his head with his hands, and shouted heart-wrenchingly.

"Get up! Get up fucking up! Are all the people from the Bai tribe dead? Shen Mingchao, you are just a bunch of beasts, I'll fight with you!"

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