Chapter 738: Tribal Alliance, Sonic Shock Rubble!

The Blue Sparrow Tribe became lively, which was the result of the representatives of various tribes coming to the Green Sparrow Tribe with the outgoing Blue Sparrow Tribe trade party.

Some of these people have been to the Blue Sparrow Tribe, such as the Bear Tribe, who once sent the national treasure to the Green Sparrow Tribe.

More are people who have not been to the Blue Sparrow Tribe.

However, whether it was the people who had been here or came to the tribe for the first time, at this time, without exception, all showed a very shocked look as if in a dream.

Although some of them have already had a certain degree of understanding of the wealth and strength of the Blue Sparrow Tribe through the mouths of the trade team, they have also thought about the appearance of the Green Sparrow Tribe more than once.

However, after the real arrival, they found that the wealth and strength of the Qingque tribe were simply not something that their scarce imagination could imagine.

Looking at the surprised appearance of these people, everyone in the Qingque tribe was very happy in their hearts, especially when they thought of the many precious things that were hidden under the orders of the Divine Son, not to mention the comfort in their hearts.

Their own tribe has already hidden some precious things, but this rest makes these people who have never seen the world so surprised, how can they not be happy in their hearts?

At this time, all the people of the Qingque tribe, looking at these surprised people, all showed a smile that was specially explained by the Divine Son and called a 'modest smile' by the Divine Son, and one by one they were like the landlord's old wealth.

After such a visual impact, and then a delicious and free meal, these representatives sent by various tribes immediately felt the strong kindness from the Qingque tribe.

After seeing the Qingque tribe so powerful and rich before, some of the worries that inevitably arose were all affected by this delicious and abundant food.

Although this tribe is powerful, they are still so kind that people feel close.

Well, against foodies, the charm of food is so great.

After seeing the strength of the Qingque tribe and feeling the strong kindness of the Qingque tribe, the next thing that needs to be done is to preach the evil and strength of the semi-peasant tribe again.

After coming to the Qingque Tribe, Han Cheng can find out more victims of the Sheep Tribe and accuse the Semi-Peasant Tribe of the crime on the spot.

After eating and drinking, they watched such a show again, and all these people who came were outrageous by the cruelty and evil acts of the semi-peasant tribes.

Han Dashenzi, who was standing on the side, saw that the time was ripe, so he appeared on the stage, he looked at the representatives of each tribe and said: "The semi-peasant tribe is too evil, and now it has hurt the sheep tribe, and I don't know which one of us is the next one to be hurt by them."

With this evil tribe here, we will not dare to hunt in peace, dare not pick fruit in peace, the food we have worked hard to obtain will be robbed by them, and the people of our tribe will be killed by them......"

Han Cheng's words were not fast, because he needed to take care of the trade of dancing on the side and translating at the same time.

Han Cheng didn't know how much he had translated and how much he had been distorted.

However, judging from the reactions of these people around me, the trade translation should still be very good.

"So, we're going to defeat them!"

After Han Cheng finished the last sentence, he accentuated his tone and waved his fist vigorously to emphasize his determination.

After such words, the guys in the Qingque tribe who had long wanted to fight the half-peasant tribe were all stimulated.

"Defeat them!"

"Defeat them!"

After Han Cheng's words fell, the militants first followed Han Cheng's example, waving their fists and howling.

His actions immediately found an outlet for the rest of the people who were enthusiastic to vent their agitated feelings.

So, the rest of the people also learned to die, waving and shouting over and over again.

The representatives of the tribe who came looked at the appearance of the Qingque tribe at this time, and they all looked surprised.

However, after learning the meaning of the words that everyone howled from Mao, these people who had been fully mobilized were also excited, and they learned from the people of the Qingque tribe, waving their fists vigorously, and shouting in awkward Mandarin: "Defeat them!" ”

'Smack! ’

A tile on the roof of the house, in the howl of the crowd rising into the sky, fell and fell to the ground and shattered.

Waving his fist, his face was red, his neck was thick, and he howled with the stone, looked down at the broken tile at his feet, looked up at the roof, and quietly moved to the side......

As the person who wrote the 'diary' for the Qingque tribe, he gathered the people of the rest of the tribe and held an alliance to discuss such a grand event as the evil half-peasant tribe, and the stone naturally did not slip out.

Not only does it not slip out, but it is also carefully written.

In the process of writing, he also recorded the fall of the tiles from the eaves.

Later, after being sung and summarized by later generations, the idiom 'sonic shock rubble' appeared......

Stretching out his hand and pressing down five times in a row, the tribe quieted down, looking at these people who were full of fighting spirit, Han Cheng actually felt a little pride in his heart, he was really a fucking genius of speech!

In three or two sentences, the people in the tribe and the people from the rest of the tribe screamed excitedly, this is fucking comparable to Brother Yunlong of the Independent Regiment!

“¥¥%……”

When Han Dashenzi was intoxicated, someone spoke, looking a little timid.

This person Han Cheng knew, and he was one of the people who brought the panda Tuan Tuan over at the beginning.

Han Cheng motioned to Mao to translate with a smile on his face, he really wanted to know what this guy who was slow to react to half a beat meant.

Of course, even if he didn't need a trade translator, Han Cheng could basically guess what this guy meant, which was nothing more than praising his wisdom and might.

"He said, now go and attack the semi-peasant tribes, what will happen to the food for the winter."

Han Dashenzi, who had a modest and indifferent smile on his face, suddenly froze with a smile on his face.

Is it really good to slap your face like this?

When it's so exciting, you don't think about how to bulldoze the semi-peasant tribes, how can you still have such a bad scenery?

If you do this, does your conscience really not hurt?

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Han Cheng wanted to wave his hand and say something like this with a heroic sentence, but he rolled around twice and still didn't say it.

After all, the number of tribes who came was quite a lot, as many as twenty-one, and if it was to compensate for food, it would be a large number.

It's easy to be generous to others, but it's painful to be generous to yourself.

Han Cheng felt that he must have been taken by this guy Wu.

I think I was also a generous person back then, and the people in the rivers and lakes gave bandits to give generously to Xiao Meng, but now they will stumble for some food.

It's only been a few years since the primitive era, and it's become like this.

Sure enough, it is red near Zhu, and black is near ink.

Han Dashenzi thought about this, and he was embarrassed.

"Then wait until the snow falls before fighting the evil half-peasant tribe, when the time comes, ten strong people from one of your tribes will come to our tribe......"