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Chapter nine hundred and eighty, fuck you

At this time, the Song family, who were worshiping their ancestors, also heard the alarm.

However, the reaction of these people was very calm.

Old Song said calmly, "Someone is coming again."

"yes!"

Song Meifeng, who was standing behind Mr. Song, said with emotion, "I remember, it seemed that someone came at this time last time."

"It's all old tricks." Mr. Song shook his head indifferently and said, "I can't remember the assassinations of all sizes that I have lived until now in this life."

Song Yun looked at the calm and thought it was a bit incomprehensible. He was coming to your door, so how could he be so calm?

"Song Yun, as the people of our Song family's main lineage, we need to have a heart that is not in chaos." Mr. Song said to Song Yun, "When you become the master of the Song family in the future, you will understand that there are many people in this world who want you to die, and they will always use various methods. However, this time the formation seems to be bigger than last time. Last time I remember that I came to assassinate me alone. He was a master who was proficient in assassination and finally hid to my side. However, he was sent by Lao Wang to see the Buddha Lord. Alas, it's such a sin."

Bang bang bang bang.

At this moment, gunshots came from a distance.

"You're still bringing a gun?" Old Song showed a hint of surprise on his face, and then said, "I heard that this sound is m4a1. There are many people here this time."

"Second Grandpa, should we find a place to hide first?" Song Yun asked.

"No need." Old Song shook his head and said, "Continue worshipping, the ceremony of ancestor worship cannot be stopped!"

Song Yun nodded, but spread his powerful sixth sense, paying attention to the words and deeds of the people on the scene.

Song Meiqin frowned and took a small step towards a corner next to her. There was something that could block her body so that she would not wait for a moment if someone rushed over and stray bullets hit her.

The attack power of the group of Russians was far beyond the imagination of the Song family. After the alarm sounded, the group of people only walked less than twenty meters away and encountered the Song family's escort force. This time there were many people with about ten people, all of whom were carrying hot weapons.

In a moment, the two sides exchanged fire.

However, the Russians obviously have the advantage in weapons, and these people are also wearing bulletproof vests. So, as soon as the battle broke out, several of the Song family fell down, and a few of them were hit on the Russians, but because the Song family basically used them, they were not lethal enough, they were blocked by the bulletproof vests.

These ten people only blocked the Russians and were successfully broken through in less than a minute, and these twenty Russians suffered no losses.

On the one hand, it is the elite equipment of this group, and on the other hand, it is also because of this group's superb skills that many people can even avoid bullets.

The corpses on the ground were left, and these twenty Russians directly penetrated the Song family's defense like sharp knives.

And on Mr. Song’s side.

"You all go inside." Old Song ordered lightly, "The next step will be carried out later, and I still have to stay here for a while."

"Brother, let's go together. The ceremony will be paused for a while, it's okay." Song Meiqin said.

"How can I stop the ancestor worship ceremony of my Song family? You all go in and prepare to go!" said Mr. Song.

According to the Song family's rules for worshiping ancestors, after everyone worships the ancestors, they have to walk deep inside and complete a ceremony. However, this rule stipulates that the person with the main lineage of the Song family must be the last one to enter.

Under Mr. Song's instructions, several heads from the branch of the Song family and some of the Song family members who followed him all walked in, leaving only Song Yunye Qingsi's group.

"You go in too." Song Yun said with a smile, "If someone really hits here later, that's not good!"

"No, I want to accompany you." Li Shishi said.

"I may not be able to fight here. According to the rules, you can't stay here now. Listen to Song Yun's words, go in." Ye Qingsi said with a smile.

Since Ye Qingsi had spoken, Li Shishi had nothing to say. After explaining that Song Yun needed to pay attention to safety, Li Shishi followed those branch people under Qingluan's leadership.

There were only four people left at the scene.

Song Ergou and his wife, Song Yun, and Song Lao.

This is the real main lineage of the Song family and the four most noble people in the Song family today.

"Ergou, go outside and take a look." Old Song ordered lightly.

Song Ergou nodded and walked out.

The gunshots in the distance were getting closer, but Old Song was neither happy nor sad, and could not see any negative emotions. Instead, he focused on looking at the statue in front of him and muttered to himself.

Song Yun was much nervous than old Song. He looked at the door from time to time, thinking about how he could protect his mother and second grandfather if someone rushed in later.

The attack formation composed of twenty Russians is very sharp and the firepower is very powerful. Even Song Ergou can only stand on the roof and look at those people from a distance. As an automatic rifle, the m4a1 is held at the same time. Even the Qinglong has to avoid its sharp edge. Song Ergou claims to have no steel bars and iron bones. Even if he is good at it, it is difficult to get close to these twenty people without any weapons!

Just as Song Ergou was thinking about how to restrain these twenty people, and then waited for the main reinforcements to arrive.

A powerful aura instantly appeared next to Song Ergou.

This aura appeared very abruptly, and there was no sign of it, as if it was originally there.

Song Ergou frowned and raised his hand directly to block his head.

Bang.

A fist filled with great strength hit Song Ergou's hand.

Song Ergou flew out sideways, but when Song Ergou was in mid-air, he had already adjusted his figure.

Then, it appeared suddenly again.

It seems to be teleportation.

Another fist hit Song Ergou in the chest. Song Ergou clasped his hands together and shouted suddenly, "Get out!"

Bang.

Song Ergou took off the fist with both hands, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"My grass, Abe, God, are you a dead shemale going to fight with our Song family?" Song Ergou said after taking several steps back.

A man wearing a Japanese Onmyoji robe appeared in front of Song Ergou. The breeze blew, and the robe flew gently, giving a feeling of a fairy-like trait.
Chapter completed!
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