Chapter 551: Reversing the Heavenly Gang

Irelia was silent.

But he also put away the crystals honestly, and then disappeared into the inner hall.

At this point, Lu Ming was the only one left in the inner hall that was quite noisy just now.

Taking out the member comparison form made by Qilin, and looking at the list of members that had undergone huge changes, Lu Ming knew that it was time to type back the form and let Qilin redo it.

At the same time, in 618 Star Field, a third-level urban area, a battlefield stronghold, Chen Hai turned over the list of members of the shelter, his eyes solemn.

Those who approach the abyss, those who dive into the abyss, and those who transform into the abyss.

Forget about the four Abyss Divers who were suddenly added before.

I never saw anyone in person, so I didn’t think too deeply about it.

But now among the tens of thousands of city residents who suddenly increased, there was no one whose level he had seen before.

The city lord is sitting in the throne of the sky. What activities are he secretly doing?

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Returning to the dimensional battlefield, outside King Lu's Palace, on the way down the mountain, Badanmu was alone in front, and Duo Yagulun was following behind. Mo only let out a wisp of his breath and put it on Badanmu to let him know that she was by his side. That's it, the figure is perfectly hidden.

The three of them were silent all the way until they were halfway up the mountain. Duoya finally couldn't hold it back and said, "Why?"

Hearing this, Badanmu stopped and turned around and asked, "What is the second aunt referring to?"

Gu Lun's mind was already very empty. At this time, the conversation between the two started like a riddle, which made him confused. He could only stop and look at the two of them.

"Why did you recommend your third uncle to the stranger just now? You could obviously give up this spot to your parents or grandfather."

Doya's tone was not to blame, but to determine the reason.

Badamu looked directly at her and said in a cold voice: "Auntie, please face your current identity, clarify your situation, and change your attitude. Who is this stranger? That is the Lord, and you and I will respect you from now on. King. For the sake of my aunt, my nephew will remind you, don’t let your nephew say it a second time, otherwise no one can save you. "

Seeing that Duoya looked strange and looked complicated, he still nodded in deep thought, indicating that she understood.

Seeing this, Badanmu's expression softened a bit, and he sighed softly: "As for why I didn't recommend my father, others don't know, but don't you know, aunt? If he had even the slightest ability to do things, my family would be where it is now. Like? If you recommend him, it’s not helping him, it’s hurting him, and it’s also hurting me.”

"The third uncle is different. He perfectly meets the requirements of the Lord. The Lord wants to expand the territory, and the third uncle is the perfect team leader. If I want to secure the position of director of the Eight-Armed Tribe, the deputy director must be the third uncle." Uncle can’t.”

"you……"

Gu Lun was speechless. Although he was not tactful or sociable, he was not stupid either.

He could tell from Badamu's words that he was taking advantage of him.

But I can't bear any displeasure.

Because in essence, this is not a one-way use, but a win-win move, and he has benefited a lot!

At least in the future, I no longer have to worry about my own safety, nor will I have so many relatives targeting me, and I don't have to do my best to survive.

"What about me? I don't have the racial talent like your third uncle, and my martial arts value is at the bottom of the clan. Why do you recommend me to the top?"

Doya didn't intend to let Badamu go, she had a lot of questions to verify.

Badamu also saw his aunt's mentality and sighed: "Aunt, why should you belittle yourself? Aren't you the third uncle who has been able to live until now? You have been protecting the third uncle behind the scenes. My nephew pushed the third uncle to the stage. You, the hidden one, How can the third uncle communicate with the tribe if the protector doesn't accompany him? "

! ? !

As soon as these words came out, Duoya's pupils shrank suddenly, her lips and teeth opened slightly, and then she said in surprise: "You are not Badanmu, who are you?"

Badamu sighed again: "If my aunt has experienced what I have experienced, my aunt will also have the same enlightenment as me. I gave up some things, and gained some things. At the same time, I found the direction for the future. I hope my aunt can be able to do it soon." Get used to it, and then help your third uncle and your nephew, and complete all the instructions given by the master."

"This is also the only opportunity that can bring our tribe back on track and break away from the status quo."

After leaving these words, he no longer stopped here, turned around and walked quickly down the mountain, leaving Gu Lunduoya looking at each other with a turmoil in his heart.

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Five minutes later, Badamu appeared in the dungeon where more than 5,000 relatives were imprisoned.

Gu Lun and Doya followed closely behind.

Seven minutes later, Badamu and Mo walked out of the dungeon calmly and appeared at the miners' stronghold; Gulenduoya looked flustered and looked uncomfortable behind Badanmu.

Fifteen minutes later, deep in the mine, on the front line of mining, there was the patriarch, Badanmu’s grandfather, Gu Lun, Doya, and Balut’s father, taking off his Chinese clothes, with bare arms and a big belly, wielding a mining pick. , Bo Gang suddenly smashed the mining pick to the ground and cursed: "Beast! What a beast!!"

Bang bang bang bang!

After saying that, he threw away his hand and slapped Balut next to him four times on the face, sending him flying backwards and hitting the wall hard!

"What the hell did you give birth to!? If I had known that this piece of trash like you would give birth to such an evil thing many years later, I should have strangled you to death in the first place!"

"Bullying the clan! Rebellious to the clan! You even suppressed your relatives and worked as coolies! I am his own grandfather! He actually dared to let that king alien threaten me! Make me incontinent in front of the whole clan! You bastard!! I Kill you!"

Barut's mouth and nose were bleeding, and his eyes were empty and gloomy, not because of his father Bogang's scolding and beating, but because he witnessed his son's sacrifice of his own relatives for the sake of justice. How could he ignore blood ties, lift up his uncle, and suppress his father? ! How could he! ?

"Get lost!"

The frustrated Barut no longer wanted to suppress his emotions! He kicked Bogang away and went up to punch and kick him! He hammered and yelled: "If the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked! I am the father of almonds! You are my father! Blame me for everything! According to this logic! You are the root of the problem! Why didn't you die before giving birth to me?! Hit me! What right do you have!? I will beat you to death!"

The relatives were watching.

Suddenly, they saw the situation reversed. The most cowardly old seventh brother actually changed his nature and rebelled against his father! They were all unbelievable!

But the situation could not continue to develop. They hurriedly pulled the two apart and persuaded them frantically!

Barut was pulled by eight hands, but his feet were still kicking towards Bogang, and he kept saying indignant words, as if he wanted to release all the resentment he had accumulated in the past.

Bogang's mouth was bleeding, his nose and face were swollen, he was panting, his eyes were dark red, he pointed at Barut, and weakly shouted the four words "reverse Tiangang", trying to use the moral yardstick to characterize Barut's rebelliousness and unfilial.

Soon, their actions attracted the front-line supervisors of the Wild Bite tribe.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?! Just a miner, not working hard to open the mine, you are lazy here, right?!"

As he said, a Wild Bite tribe member held a long whip and began to whip the ground!

The eight-armed tribe was used to the upper class life, especially the management, who had never seen such a rough and violent battle!

So they dispersed, picked up the pickaxes again, and dug hard!

Bogang and his son, who were at the center of the riot, did not dare to be negligent at all.

Dragging their injured bodies, they began their respective labors.

The supervisor of the Wild Bite tribe snorted coldly, put away the whip and returned to the post, with a look of relief in his eyes! He thought to himself that if the master didn't love you, the miners, he would definitely whip you with those whips to avenge his dog eyes looking down on you!

Bo Gang complained bitterly, he couldn't accept falling from heaven to hell in one day, he regretted it, but hated it even more! He hated everything here! He couldn't just sit there and wait to die! He couldn't just give up! He wanted to save himself! He wanted revenge! He wanted to make that evil beast and all the people who insulted him here die without a burial place!

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