A voice full of cold and stern tone yelled and cursed wantonly on the other end.
"Kneel down!"
"Everyone kneels down!"
"You bastard, you can't even kneel down? Did you grow up in a ****? With your moral character, I'm afraid even **** can't keep up with the hot one!"
"Knees, bastard, knees! Kneel in a line! All fifteen of you, keep a line! Do you understand? Can you understand people?... Bastard, you did it on purpose? Or are you deaf?"
Then there was a crisp sound of "pop", which seemed like a slap in the face.
Then there was another "poof" sound, as if the person who had been beaten vomited something.
"Long kneel! Do you understand? This is the standard for shoulders. This position must also be kept in a straight line! And the forehead and chest!"
"Snapped!"
"I want you to pay attention. Stand up and take a look for yourself. You don't know how to kneel down? Don't you understand? Even if you straighten your chest, raise your head, back and straighten your thighs, you can kneel straight!"
"Snapped!"
"You ****** are actually the son of the patriarch of the Song family? How could you be so stupid? When you were born, were you turned upside down and turned into tofu?"
"What are you looking at? I'm talking about your head! Do you have no brain, or do you have mold growing in your brain?!"
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Song Wuyang and others finally arrived at the end of the field, and what greeted them was such a fresh and hot scene.
A bleak scene like a blood pool hell.
In a pool of blood, three corpses were lying on the ground. At this moment, the corpses were already covered with countless flying flies and other insects; blood was dripping all over the ground.
In the pool of blood flowing all over the ground, fifteen people were kneeling neatly.
The queue is really neatly arranged.
Regardless of their chin, forehead, chest, back, knees, etc., the fifteen people were perfectly arranged in a straight line; each one stood upright like a zombie, not daring to move.
move.
The expression on the face is only fear, distortion, and paleness...
His whole body was shaking; he was obviously extremely frightened.
Several of them, with water stains constantly spreading under their bodies, were so frightened that they could no longer control their front and back, but even so, they still maintained a straight kneeling posture and did not dare to make any mistakes...
After all, one mistake will lead to hell, and no one dares to try!
Song Wuyang almost fainted when he saw this.
Because among the people kneeling, there was his most beloved son, Sein Fei!
And it's still the first one.
Kneel down straight.
Seeing his father's arrival, Seinfei finally saw hope and a savior, and immediately let out an earth-shattering scream: "Dad! Save me..."
Just as he finished speaking, Han Bingxue snorted coldly, stepped forward, and slapped him hard.
A crisp "pop" sound interrupted this cry for life!
"The one who made you speak out? You bastard! How dare you break the formation! I think you don't want to live anymore! To tell you the truth, let alone your father, it's your uncle, your grandfather, your ancestors for eighteen generations
It’s no use even if they all come!”
Han Bingxue's ferocious expression, at this moment, really looked like a bully, arrogant, domineering and do anything.
Song Wuyang's face suddenly darkened when he saw this, and his sharp eyes were fixed on Han Bingxue: "Who are you? How dare you insult me, a son of the Song family, what do you want?"
Han Bingxue laughed exaggeratedly: "Wow! Insulting you, a member of the Song family? It scares me to death, but it scares me to death. This crime is too big. How can I afford it..."
He patted his chest, looking scared: "Oh, you scared me to death..."
But his attitude, arrogance, and even the slightest hint of fear?!
This move was clearly treating Song Wuyang like a stupid boy! And he was doing it happily, with his face glowing red.
As the clan leader, Song Wuyang couldn't see through the true meaning of Han Bingxue's words. He was so angry that his orifices filled with smoke and his head was filled with rage.
But at this time, some people nearby had already begun to whisper the whole story. After all, the cause and process of today's incident were very simple, and they could be explained clearly in just a few words.
Song Wuyang's face became even more ugly, and everyone guessed correctly. The cause of this incident was really because his son was in the same room, fighting against each other, and raping his own clan. It was already despicable. In addition to causing trouble over nothing, he would not hesitate to involve himself in unrelated matters.
People are arrogant and unreasonable, and they don’t know how to advance or retreat...
In the final analysis, being in this situation is your own fault, no one else's.
Although half of the Song family members who followed had their faces filled with rage, clamoring for Ye Xiao and others to release him immediately, the other half of them had ashen faces and looked at Song Wuyang coldly, making it clear that they wanted to see how he would handle this matter.
Your own son failed to live up to his expectations, humiliated others instead of being humiliated, and greatly disgraced the Song family. Now there are still follow-up procedures that are difficult to understand, let alone the extent of this disaster. Let's see what you, the Song patriarch, are going to do.
?
Many people even sighed in their hearts: If Song Wuyang still supports Song Fei this time and condones the past, I am afraid that sooner or later, the whole family will be dragged into the abyss.
"My clan leader already knows the cause of the matter. What do you have to do with the internal affairs of this clan? How dare you stand up for yourself and kill three people just for a small conflict? You are really arrogant, and you still refuse to give up.
Are you insulting the Song family’s reputation so much? The Song family is incompatible with you!" Song Wuyang was so angry that he trembled all over: "What a bunch of crazy people!"
"Come here, take down all these people, but anyone who resists will be killed without mercy!"
Song Wuyang's order let everyone know that the head of the Song family would stand on his son's side regardless of what he did, no matter how much his son brought it upon himself and how heinous he was.
He made up his mind to stand up for his son.
Song Wuyang's words blatantly confuse right and wrong, take things for granted, and clearly mean to use fists to resolve the matter. Even to Song Xuan, another person involved, who was right next to him, he turned out to be
Completely ignoring him, it was as if he had not seen this former genius of the Song family at all. The glance he glanced at by chance was full of disgust and hatred.
It's not all because of this bastard that my son got into such a big trouble!
When this matter is resolved, I will definitely make you unable to survive or die!
Not only you, but also your father, your uncle, your whole group are miserable!
"Wait a minute!" A middle-aged man among the Song family members stood up, looked at Song Wuyang, and said in a deep voice: "Chief, right and wrong are already clear at this time. Song Fei is simply to blame for this matter; let's forget it.
I don’t want my child to suffer, so I have to negotiate with the other party to find a solution. Why bother confusing right and wrong like this? Doesn’t it make the world look down on the Song family!"
There was a heavy look on the middle-aged man's face: "How does the patriarch act like this at this time, and where does he want to put the Song family's thousand-year reputation in jeopardy?"
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I have something to do today, so I worked overtime in the middle of the night, so I updated it in advance. During the day, I accompanied my wife to the hospital to see a doctor...>