no,133

Cause a disaster

no,133

Cause trouble.

How could the ** bag made by Huang Junming in the Tianxian Palace be less powerful? With the loud bang of his life, Jin Chanzi and others seemed to have been thrust hard with a stick, buzzing.

Jin Chanzi never thought that the thing he took out from the Heavenly Immortal Palace was so powerful. Although he had heard Huang Junming vaguely mention this matter, the greatest murderous aura in his mind was nothing more than a bed crossbow, and he had only heard of it and never seen it.

How could this ** bag be so powerful? I quickly shook my head a few times to make myself feel a little more awake.

At this time, the entire first floor of Fulin Building was in a mess. The explosion point of **bao was between Cui Hua and the thugs, and the eighth young master of the Cui family was not far away. At this time, four of the people, all covered in blood, fell to the ground quietly, and there was a shallow black pit at their feet. It was supposed that **bao exploded at their feet. The arrogant Cui Hua, the eighth young master of the Cui family and another follower were also covered in blood and kept rolling on the ground. They were shouting something, but unfortunately everyone in the entire Fulin Building was shocked by this **bao, and no one cared about them.

Huang Junming's ** bag was prepared for the Turks. Not only did he keep improving the matching, but after wrapping a layer of package, he used some iron nails mixed with gunpowder from the expansion of the Tianxian Palace to make the second layer of filling. Under such a close explosion, how could the few people at the explosion point please?

However, the ground of Fulin Tower was saved by bluestone, with only one shallow pit and a few cracks, which made the power of this bag look half weakened.

Although the ground of the bluestone was less damaged, the iron nails splashed on the wall and the beams made the shopkeeper of Fulin Building deeply feared.

Fortunately, Jin Chanzi reminded her early, and the shopkeeper was on the stairs again. When he heard Jin Chanzi's shouting, he immediately ran upstairs with the people behind him, without any injuries.

As for Xiaolu on the first floor, she was lucky to be dragged to the ground by Jin Chanzi in a hurry and escaped a disaster. In this way, no one in the entire Fulin Tower was injured, which was a blessing in disguise. If this matter was left to the shopkeeper's comrades to deal with it, it would probably be even more bloody. Maybe she would have to suffer some injuries and be more colorful.

"What's wrong here!" Suddenly, a shout came from outside the door. With the hurried footsteps, four Wuhou ran in, followed by a group of unknown onlookers. As soon as Wuhou entered Fulin Tower, he was shocked by the way Fulin Tower was like this.

Seven people covered in blood were lying on the ground, either silently or moaning all over the ground. A shallow pit on the ground seemed to emit a pungent smoke. Several middle-aged men, who were obviously soldiers, looked at the injured on the ground in surprise. A man and a woman, two young men, sitting on the ground, as if they were scared by the scene.

"Boss, this man is dead!" A Wuhou looked at a ranger lying quietly on the ground and said to the seemingly in charge of the Wuhou. "This man died by a steel nail piercing into his head, and there were seven or eight steel nails inserted in different positions on his body. It seemed that he was going to invite the coroner to come."

"Boss, this one is dead too!" said another Wuhou: "This man was also stabbed into his whole body by several steel nails, but he pretended to be bleeding strangely. It's strange, it's strange."

"Boss!" Another Wuhou was about to speak, but was interrupted by the Wuhou who looked like a leader: "Shao Le, you are not dead too, right?"

Wu Hou, who was called Shao Le, scratched his head awkwardly, but he wanted to have blood stained with his hair. "The head is right, this man's heart has a steel nail, and it seems like he can't die anymore!"

Now, the leader-like Wu Hou became a little uneasy and quickly said to the three of them: "Hurry up, go and see the remaining ones! Are these people dead?"

Three Wuhou ran along the head leader's finger to the last person who was lying silently on the ground covered in blood. After several inspections, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief: "Head! This person is still alive, but he just fainted, but this person's legs must not be saved." Shao Le said to the person who had been blown to reveal his pale bones.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Wu Hou, who looked like a leader, gently wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands. Three people died in Chang'an City for a while, which is a big deal. Especially in the East City, there are many people coming and going, so this situation should not happen. At this time, one person is missing, and the police officer in charge of East City is also missing a crime, right?

"Boss, what should we do?" asked a tall and thin Marquis Wu.

"Hurry up, let these injured and not dead find a clinic nearby to treat them. Those who are already dead will be placed here first. Wuchuan, you are watching now, no one is allowed to come in, and no one in Fulin Tower will be allowed to let go. I will go to Chang'an Order!" The leader of Wuhou said quickly. If one more dies at this time, it will be too much trouble. As for not letting anyone go, it is very simple. There are only a few people in the room, and as long as they are individuals, they can tell what they are wrong.

"Jin Chan, you are so powerful." Xiaolu shook her head and said to Jin Chanzi.

"What did you say?" Jin Chanzi's head was still buzzing, but he didn't hear Xiaolu's questions clearly at all.

Xiaolu's condition was not much better than the word "Jinchan". Although she felt a little dizzy, she found that her voice was much stranger than before when she opened her mouth. At this time, Xiaolu began to feel a little scared. She trembled and said in Jinchanzi's ear: "Jinchan, what are you taking from Master? Why is it so powerful?"

Jin Chanzi was quite awkward and entangled now. He knew that this matter had been aggravated by him. He never expected that this seemingly inconspicuous small bag was so powerful. Although Jin Chanzi heard Xiaolu's question, he didn't know how to explain it. In his opinion, the things in this bag were the same as those when making fireworks, and there were even some things missing. He didn't expect that it was so powerful. He got into trouble.

The boss of Fulin Tower has recovered after so long. He was planning to walk down the stairs with nine tough soldiers and saw up close to what the 'flat thunder' was like. But Wu Chuan stopped him: "Don't move! You stand first! Wait until Lord Chang'an Ling comes later!"

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Xinan's whole body has been in pain for two days. I came back late today and suddenly I felt the urge to stop writing tonight. However, I still barely finished this chapter and tried to code the next chapter.

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Chapter completed!