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Five hundred and twentieth chapters: a crushing defeat

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Zhao Long was confused. Song Qingcong's ambition was so great. It was not enough to own a major city in China Overseas. He also wanted to acquire several provinces of territory. What exactly did he want to do?

"Qiye, did you know Song Qingcong's purpose from the beginning?" Zhao Long looked at Chen Qiye with rapid breathing and asked.

"Do you still remember Zhou Sisi?" Chen Qiye was not in a hurry to answer Zhao Long's question.

Zhao Long nodded. He was very familiar with the little girl Zhou Sisi, because Zhou Sisi and Li Ruonan were best friends.

From Li Ruonan, Zhao Long knew the story of Chen Qiye and Zhou Sisi. Zhou Sisi discovered Chen Qiye's potential at Wuhua Middle School. He wanted to regain him as a dog, but he caught a Tyrannosaurus Rex.

"[     www.biqugetv.xyz] Qiye, are you saying that Song Qingcong insisted on making Shen Mingchao disgusted you, just like Zhou Sisi, in order to regain your use for him?" Zhao Long looked at Chen Qiye and asked.

"Not bad." Chen Qiye said.

This made Zhao Long depressed. The richness of the important towns in Zhonghai is as high as that of several Jiangnan provinces. If Chen Qiye said, Song Qingcong wanted to regain Chen Qiye and take charge of the territory of several provinces, how great is his ambition?

"What exactly does Song Qingcong want to do?" Zhao Long asked.

"The southeast of Yongzhen, become the top three families!" Chen Qiye said lightly.

Going to three?

Zhao Long was even more confused. He had never heard of any other family. He hurriedly asked, "Qiye, what you mentioned is also a kind of family of aristocratic families?"

"Not bad." Chen Qiye said: "Although the nine families in the world have been decided, even the families with peak power are divided into three levels. Song Qingcong wanted me to serve him a few years ago, driving away wolves and hungry tigers, taking over the southeast area, and allowing the Song family to join the three."

Zhao Long's face was solemn. If it were really as Chen Qiye said that the Song family was just a inferior family, how lucky it would be for them, because the Song family had already made Wuhua and the East China Sea tribes breathless, so what would the upper three families look like?

"Qianye, what is the difference between the upper three families and the lower-class families?" Zhao Long asked.

"When it comes to the level of aristocratic families, wealth is just a number to them. Their differences mainly come from the order of aristocratic families." Chen Qiye said.

Zhao Long deeply agreed with the aristocratic family order, he knew through his father Zhao Guoliang that Song Qingcong's rights mainly came from the aristocratic family order. If there is no aristocratic family order, then the Song family is just a wealthy family that has been passed down for a hundred years.

Just when Zhao Long asked what the difference between the orders of the three families and the next family, Chen Qiye received a call and quickly let it go.

"Qiye, has the Song family started to take action? Who is it?" Zhao Long asked. Lin Bo had already spoken through the doctor last night. Song San and Song Si were going to take a new round of attacks. He was eager to know what the result was.

"The four dead soldiers of the Song Dynasty assassinated Xu Que, but failed!" Chen Qiye said lightly.

After a while, Chen Qiye received reports from other ethnic groups again.

"Assassination of Huang Tianxiong failed!"

"Assassination of Chen Dongting failed!"

"Assassination of Xi Feihong failed!"

………

Listening to Chen Qiye's narration, Zhao Long was really glad to instigate Lin Bo. If it weren't for his intelligence, Song Si's beheading operation would have been successful. At that time, the six prominent tribes of Donghai and Wuhua will be in trouble!

"Qiye, it's still the kind of thought you thought that you have instigated Lin Bo." Zhao Long said with admiration.

But Chen Qiye shook his head with a serious expression and looked into the direction of the Central Sea.

"The real war has not begun yet. Song Qingcong, it's time for you to come!"

The next day, the sky above the Shen Group's conference room was directly shrouded in dark clouds. Yesterday, not only Song Si's assassination plan failed, but even the Shen Group controlled by Song San suffered repeated setbacks.

"Let's talk about the losses of each department." Song San sat on the chairman and said coldly.

The managers of each department stood up one after another and began to report yesterday's losses.

"Brother Song, just yesterday, we lost 50% of our customers. We are really a ghost. We did such a good job of confidentiality, how could we be discovered by Lin Group?" The business department manager stood up with a depressed look on his face.

"It's not only the customers we used to cooperate with, but also the customers of Shen's Group 20 years ago, but now they come to reflect the quality problems of the properties twenty years ago." The quality manager said with a big head.

When it was the manager of the engineering department's turn, he sighed to the sky and said, "It's okay for you to say this. Now our Shen Group's engineering vehicle cannot even add diesel. Who should I ask for?"

When they were all talking to this level, the supervisors also began to complain.

"Brother Song, not only that, no one delivers the takeaway from our Shen Group now, and we don't even have food to eat."

"Haha, you're talking about lunch. I don't even have dinner. Now when I see that I'm wearing Shen's work clothes, I don't even sell me the dishes."

"I'll go, Lin's group is going to kill us!"

As more and more supervisors complain, everyone found that not only were they suffering such treatment, but all employees of Shen Group were suffering such special treatment. Some people even said that their families advised them not to work for the Song family and Shen Group.

"Surrender, sue them all. Lin's group is a monopoly. Whoever makes my Song family's car unable to add fuel, I will sue whom!" Song San's eyes searched the crowd and shouted: "Where are the people from the Legal Department?"

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, no one knew where the people from the Ministry of Justice were going.

"Brother Song, seven or eight people from the Ministry of Justice were prosecuted yesterday, and now they cannot protect themselves." Someone said.

Song San clenched his fists and wanted to vent, but in the end he had to let it go. For the first time, he felt the terrible power of the clan. The six prominent clans of the East China Sea and Wuhua and more than a dozen clans have won over a large number of indigenous people. These people include doctors, workers, developers, wholesalers, and even just vegetables.

However, under the influence of a lot of money and clan culture, no one was willing to cooperate with the Song family and the Shen family group, and was poked at the back of the backbone.

The conference ended in a bad mood. Song San returned to the chairman's office in a daze and a shadow came out of the corner.

"Song San, you have failed." Song Si said coldly.

Song San's face was gloomy and said, "Song Si, aren't you? We are half a dozen, so no one looks down on each other."

Song Si took a deep breath and said, "It's better to wait until Lin Bo recover and take action. Our loss of one day yesterday is worth the loss of one day of Lin Bo's ten days. I'm afraid that the Lord of the World will not explain it."

Although Lin Bo did not open up the situation in the East China Sea, he did not let the Song family fall into the muddy state of the present, but how could Song San be willing to give up the power and fly away again?

"You can ask Lin Bo to take back the rights of the dead soldier, but I won't, anyway." Song San said angrily.

"Song San........Is there any world master in your eyes?" Song Si said with his eyes blazing fire. Although he also wanted to master the power of the dead soldiers, these dead soldiers were all elites trained by the Song family since childhood. One death was less than one. He didn't know how much losses Song San had suffered, but his loyalty to the world master was definitely higher than anyone else.

"Anyway, if you say it out loud, I won't hand over the power." Song San said angrily.

Just as the two dogs were about to bite, their phones rang at the same time. Although the East China Sea and the China Sea were nearly a thousand kilometers apart, Song Qingcong's voice was like a gust of wind blowing from Siberia, which still made them fall into an ice cellar.
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