"No, I will kill all those who are questionable, leaving no one behind!"
"Do you know? Those who have sacrificed have suffered so much!"
Song Heng smiled coldly and immediately assumed a standard fighting posture.
But the only good thing is that Anmis is still there.
The Anmisi established by Bai Di is still there, and its influence is huge. His efforts have not been in vain.
And the existence of Anmisi has indeed made China stronger.
"The question is, can you kill them all?"
Song Yiming clenched his fist with one hand and rushed forward with a single lunge.
A punch is just one blow!
The power of this punch was extremely explosive, mixed with extremely complex emotions.
Song Heng's expression didn't change and he also punched out.
The two fists collided together without any fanfare.
Suddenly thunder sounded in the sky, and dark clouds suddenly covered the sky.
The next moment, it was pouring rain.
The two uncles and nephews were soaked instantly.
The rain kept falling from their bodies, and the weather was a bit cold and biting.
But they didn't retreat at all, and they didn't even close their fists.
The two fists stuck together tightly in the rain, refusing to give in to each other.
Black and white, right and wrong, this is a contest!
"Boy, are you holding back?"
Song Heng could feel that Song Yiming's punch did not use all his strength.
"I'm afraid if I don't hold back, uncle, you will die!"
Song Yiming said with solemn eyes.
"Tell me honestly, are you Song Jinglong, the number one god of war in China..."
Song Heng suddenly asked.
"Uncle, since you have guessed it, you should understand that everything I do is for the overall good!"
Song Yiming no longer concealed it. After all, with his brother-in-law's ability, he would know it sooner or later.
"Haha, it turns out that the tiger father has no dog son, I should have thought of it a long time ago."
"Boy, if you really want to avenge your father, what can't you do as the number one God of War?"
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Song Heng suddenly laughed wildly, but then suddenly knelt down.
In fact, he knows all this, but he just doesn't want to admit it!
Song Jinglong is a hero, he must be respected!
All Chinese people will be in awe, just like they were in awe of the White Emperor.
Because such people have given their lives to the motherland!
Otherwise, you will be ashamed of your Chinese bloodline!
Only he knows how much those border warriors and great soldiers have paid.
"Uncle, I have retired."
"Because with my current ability, I can only do so."
Song Yiming also knelt down.
The Eastern Territory is not his Eastern Territory alone.
China is not his country alone.
"Uncle, the complexity of this matter cannot be solved by the First God of War."
"I want revenge, but I must also take into account the overall situation, otherwise, I will affect many people around me..."
Song Yiming said it very directly.
One person can never represent a country!
There are too many things involved behind this matter.
Let’s just talk about the former Holy Lord organization. At that time, he led the God’s Battle Team Jinglong Regiment and caused so many casualties that it’s hard to estimate.
"Brother-in-law, you have to remember that no matter who I am or what my identity is, my first identity when I was born in this world is that of my father's son!"
Song Yiming roared.
Even if he has not retired now, he will still bear the burden with his life.
What's more, outside of China, there are so many hostile foreign forces that are eyeing the country, hoping that there will be turmoil in China and looking for an opportunity to bite them.
"You're right!"
"But how much contribution and sacrifice did your father make for this country?"
Everything in exchange for what?”
Song Heng smiled sadly.
"Brother-in-law, what kind of identity does my father have?"
"Could it be that he is actually Bai..."
Song Yiming couldn't help but express his guess.
If it is really Bai Di, then the situation should be more complicated.
At that time, Emperor Bai was the military god of the first realm, so the problems behind this were complicated, and they must have involved more outside forces!
"Boy, with this punch today, our uncle and nephew will be separated from each other,"
"From now on, you take your sunshine path, and I'll take my single-plank bridge! We don't want to see each other..."
But before he finished speaking, Song Heng suddenly withdrew his fist.
Song Yiming's punch still had some remaining power, and due to inertia, it hit Song Heng's chest.
Although his strength was not great, Song Heng flew in response, flew directly out of the roof and fell downstairs.
"Uncle..."
Song Yiming's expression changed instantly, and he immediately rushed forward to save Song Heng.
He understands this heartbreaking pain!
But when he rushed to the edge of the roof, he saw a pickup truck with cushions parked where Song Heng fell.
Song Heng fell under the cushion.
Soon, the pickup truck drove away.
Song Yiming breathed a sigh of relief, but his eyes were filled with indescribable feelings.
Will my uncle really turn into a vengeful demon?
In fact, my uncle felt that he was not ruthless enough in many things.
In fact, this is not the case, but a trade-off!
After years of fighting, his hands were stained with millions of blood, and he could see through life and death.
Why should we be afraid of all this!
And for so long, the Eastern Territory has actually been helping him bear the pressure!
The announcement of the identity of the number one God of War should put him under even greater pressure.
After all, he has become the trustworthy person of the whole country of China.
Look up!
Maybe he will also turn dark, but his faith cannot be broken.
China cannot be endangered!
The people cannot be cold-hearted!
No matter what my uncle does next using Pang Zihan, it will definitely not end well!
At the same time, Song Heng was lying under the cushions behind the pickup truck, letting the rain hit his smiling face.
"Brother and sister-in-law, your son has great potential. I didn't expect that he would be the number one God of War in China today."
"I didn't expect that our Song family would have two military gods..."
"Boy, since you don't want to be the bad guy, then let me, my uncle, be the bad guy."
"I will help you clear all obstacles...including the Holy King Organization..."
Song Heng sighed silently in his heart.
And his decision was destined to lead him to a path of no return!
At the same time, Jiang Yan, who was standing on the other corner of the high platform, was also soaked by the heavy rain, and all her hair was tangled together.
She looked at all this and smiled sadly.
"What you bear must be a thousand pounds heavier than ours."
"It's just that you don't want to say..."
"The identity of a god of war carries the emotions of all Chinese people."
"If you are not careful, the whole country of China will be in ruins!"
"You can't do whatever you want, you can't just be crazy about yourself, but I can..."
"Don't worry, I am willing to bear all the sins and be the one behind it!"
"But we must not chill the hearts of you Chinese heroes..."
"The majesty of China and the majesty of heroes cannot be insulted, even if they are shattered to pieces, they will not hesitate!"
"Everything will come out!"
Jiang Yan clenched her fists, raised her beautiful face, and washed it in the rain.
I don’t know if this rain can wash away her sins...
She seemed to see the broad shoulders carrying her forward.
This chapter has been completed!