Chapter 552: Do a Vote?

Watching the fish rush in, a large number of high-level subordinates mysteriously walked in.

Song Yong subconsciously raised the expensive watch on his wrist and took a look, and found that by this time, it was almost two o'clock in the night.

He thought about it for a moment and found that with his own IQ and brain circuits.

There's really no way to figure out what it means that these guys have made an appointment to appear in front of them in the middle of the night, and they still have eager expressions on their faces.

The long-term experience of dealing with these dirt buns made Song Yong know this:

If you can't figure it out in a short time, what are these buns going to do?

Then don't embarrass yourself and waste your poor brain cells.

Because countless examples have proved that often even if you want to break your head, you can't grasp the dirt bun door under your hand, and sometimes that kind of fairy-like wandering thoughts.

So, in some eager eyes, Song Yong first threw the remaining half a bag of soft white sand in his hand.

Then he went straight to the point and asked:

"Tell me, you guys don't sleep well in the middle of the night, what's the matter?"

When the leader heard this, the expression on his face became even more excited, and he said eagerly:

"Brother Yong, the best musketeers in the tribe are ready, and with a single order, we can take those guys out of the pot. ”

When he said this, he didn't know where to go, and learned the action of forming a knife in the palm of his left hand and cutting it down.

At this moment, he did it while talking, which reminded Song Yong of the villains in many film and television dramas who couldn't survive even one episode.

"Afterwards, as long as everyone keeps their mouths tight, no one will know what happened tonight, and of course, even if the Chibai tribe knows, they won't dare to drop anything. ”

To be honest, Song Yong, who first heard what he said, was still a little confused in his dizzy head.

He couldn't think clearly, if these goods didn't sleep in the middle of the night, they would also toss the old men in the tribe to dry a woolen yarn?

Who are they going to kill? Who are they going to do, and that's it.

However, soon after he thought of a certain possibility, Song Yong's spirit was lifted.

Such a reaction is not that Song Yong is also energetic.

Instead, he was surprised by the group of dirt buns under his command, who were becoming more and more bold, and they actually planned to secretly kill these people from Sang Le Sect in the middle of the night.

If the reason is concerned, it is estimated that they are worried about the appearance of these people.

It will cause some unexpected impacts and changes to the current Gray Rabbit Tribe and he, the leader of the alliance, in the tribal alliance that has actually been controlled, as well as the good situation.

So he simply didn't do anything, and directly hit the dead.

As for the probability of success after they made a move, Song Yong deduced a little, and was surprised to find that there was a great possibility that they could easily destroy all these people.

Even if it was a dozen or so witches and witch disciples, plus more than two dozen powerful totem warriors, what could they do?

Not to mention the guys at the dinner party, who are already drunk under the stimulus of bad news.

It was just a phalanx of muskets that formed a battle formation, and for the so-called strong people in the primitive era, they were all devastating weapons in terms of lethality.

In the final battle of the Great Snow Mountain.

The two elders of the Secret Hall, with a dozen disciples, were beaten into a sieve in an instant, and they didn't even pull up the back of one per person......

It's a pity that Song Yong didn't have the slightest interest in the gangster's proposal.

These buns are always habitually staring under their noses, so the little thing in one acre and three points of land is not big enough.

Song Yong believes that the future Chibai tribe will be as he promised to Chibai:

It will continue to exist in the days to come, and it will grow better and better.

However, no matter how the Chibai tribe develops, in terms of strength in all aspects, it will only be a bigger and bigger gap with the gray rabbit tribe.

Even the Red Bai tribe will be the same with the full help of these Sang Le Sect witches.

Therefore, from beginning to end, these Sang Le Sect fugitives, who were like lost dogs, were never regarded as a threat and challenge by Song Yong.

Instead, it's some helpers who come to your door.

Some of the helpers who were able to provide a lot of effective information in the plans for his trip to the Central Plains in the near future.

For this reason, Song Yong solemnly explained to the hooligan:

Then dismiss all the personnel you have prepared, hurry up and sleep well, and tomorrow you will go to repair the road. ”

Subsequently, regardless of the bitter faces of these guys, how to inform the others.

With the fiery emotions in his heart, Song Yong returned to the wooden house where it was said to be a bit of a show.

The problem is that by the time he went back, the girl in her new pajamas and makeup was already sleeping soundly in the red candlelight.

After the young man hesitated for a while, he still didn't do anything, and simply fell asleep with his sister in his arms.

After all, people are not animals, they can only take care of themselves.

Early the next morning, Song Yong, who was holding a toothbrush and a cartoon cup, brushed a mouth full of toothpaste foam in his mouth, saw the second elder of the Sang Le Sect and walked slowly towards him.

The old man's expression was not frowning, indicating that the sequelae after last night's hangover were still relatively strong.

It was said that it was the second elder, but after the sect master and the great elder of the Sang Le Sect were directly attacked by the energy cannon of the suspected alien spaceship, all of them hung up.

This old man is already the strongest one in terms of identity and strength among the remaining people in Sang Le Sect.

After gesturing and asking the other party to wait for him for a while, Song Yong finished brushing his teeth in a hurry.

Only then did he ask: "Second Elder, if there is anything you need help with, please tell me directly, and with my relationship with Chi Bai in the past, please be polite." ”

After a series of blows, this distinguished figure from the Central Plains region.

At this moment, where is there still half a minute, the arrogance of the nostrils when he first met yesterday, he said politely to Song Yong:

"Thank you, Lord Greyrabbit, for your grand hospitality last night, but a few of us have discussed it and plan to leave immediately to visit the Red Cypress Tribe. ”

As soon as he heard this, Song Yong heard the meaning behind it.

He knew that these fugitives who had lost their homes like dogs still had the last trace of fantasy in their hearts, and they had a bit of a taste of the Yellow River's immortality.

For this reason, Song Yong no longer has the intention of continuing to force people to stay.

Just in his mouth, he said the last invitation happily: "Okay! But why don't you go to the Gray Rabbit tribe and eat a meal before leaving?"

Even if it was because of a hangover, the body of the second elder was not so comfortable now.

But as soon as he heard Song Yong's invitation, he couldn't help but think of those exquisite and delicious foods last night, and instinctively agreed.

During this period, there was not a word about Song Yong learning the inheritance of their sect.

Not to mention that they did in the past, they wanted to abolish Song Yong's magic power, so that the inheritance of their master would not be lost......

After breakfast, Song Yong first sent Sang Lezong's group away.

Then, naturally, he assigned the gangsters and others to hurry to repair the road, and his own words were to travel back at night, and prepared with a vote of female comrades.

By the way, it was at noon that Song Yong, who had reacted, and sent a small team of messengers.

The envoy's destination was the Glossy Bone Tribe, and the specific task was to bring a series of bad news about the great changes that had taken place in the Central Plains for Song Yong to Jiang Ying's female comrade.

For the misfortune that may happen to his master, Kui Lei Palace, there is a high probability of occurring, Song Yong can only express regret.