One Hundred Thirty-Six·Fire Gun

He had never gotten along with Su Rong directly before, and he didn't know what kind of person Su Rong was, but he could guess from Aaron's attitude towards Su Rong.

When Along mentioned Su Rong, he was very taboo. Mr. Liu was influenced by his eyes and knew that Su Yi must be very difficult, but now he is afraid of anything he will come to the gun. He is determined to die and his hands and feet are nervous.

He didn't know where to put it. He heard Su Rong urge him behind him, his mind was blank and his hands were shaking.

Su Rong chuckled, tskated and said lightly: "It seems that Mr. Liu is not very convenient to open the door, so why not let me do it for you."

After he finished speaking, he reached out and took the key from Liu Yuanwai's hand.

Mr. Liu dared not say no at this time. Behind Su Rong were all officers and soldiers with armor. As long as he dared to say no, he would be chopped into meat paste immediately.

Seeing Su Rong opening the door, Liu Yuanwai shook like a sieve. He couldn't help but secretly took a few steps back and glanced at the officers and soldiers who seemed to be concentrated on Su Rong. He mustered up the courage and moved to the side.

move.

Although he also knew that it was a fantasy to escape in front of the officers and soldiers in the yard, human nature is like this. As long as there is a front-line opportunity, who can resist giving up?

Just moved to the side, Qingkun looked at him and reminded Liangliang: "Mr. Liu, I think you should not walk around, otherwise I am afraid that my brothers will not have eyes and will accidentally hurt them.

I'll take you."

Mr. Liu was gone with the last trace of luck in his heart, as if he had been poured into a basin of ice water from the beginning, and closed his eyes and dared not move again.

And Su Rong inside had already asked Zhou Ruomin: "Is it really here?"

Zhou Ruomin nodded: "I have been staring at the workshop here. They are busy all day long, which is only stopped yesterday. But these days, our craftsman has also helped Governor Liao's wife prepare fireworks, and they have it every day.

When workers come in and out, they absolutely have no chance to smuggle things out. After so much effort, what they are secretly preparing must be not simple, and it is impossible to deal with things quietly."

Especially he also noticed that there has been no record of the goods being shipped out recently.

The things must still be in the warehouse.

Su Rong raised his eyebrows, nodded at Zhou Ruomin, and signaled him to take people to find them, and he also took a few people to search for them.

As a craftsman who specializes in helping the Mu Mansion to make these craftsmanship, this warehouse is the largest in the craftsmanship, and can accommodate almost 700 or 800 people at the same time, which is very wide. At this time, the warehouse is mixed.

There were many wooden boxes piled up, and many were covered with sacks. Su Rong opened several boxes casually, and there were some utensils inside, not what they were looking for.

Walking along the rows of boxes, Su Rong soon found that there were more than a dozen large boxes piled up in the corner of the wall. These boxes were also piled up with those tattered sacks. At first glance, they looked like he had just left.

There is no difference between those boxes that have passed.

Su Rong frowned and stopped, standing in front of these boxes, silent for a moment, letting the people below: "Open."

It was piled in the corner, but the boxes were placed neatly, which made him feel too weird.

The subordinate immediately climbed up and opened the box on the second floor. When he opened it, he shook his head at Su Rong with a little dazed moment: "Mr., there is nothing."

Su Rong lowered his eyes, and after a moment, he asked him to come down, moved away the box that was still nothing, and opened the box under the box.

Then even with his will, he couldn't help but exclaim.

The subordinates were shocked by his appearance and looked at it. Not only Su Rong, but everyone couldn't help but open their mouths in shock and asked, "Isn't this this? Isn't it a musket?!"

Musket! Muskets only available in Shenji Camp!

In fact, even the three major camps of Shenji Camp in the capital have not much of these things now--the drawings of the Ministry of Works for building these firearms were lost, and most of the old craftsmen can only make one or two steps.

So the muskets in Shenji Camp are not something that all the soldiers of Shenji Camp can touch.

Who would have thought that he would actually meet in Dali Prefecture!

It’s really a ghost. How could this thing be found in such a remote place?

Moreover, Moutong was beaten before, it can be said that she was pissing off. Since there was this thing, why didn’t he take it out at that time?

Su Rong's pupils shook and then came to his senses.

This is not something from Dali Mansion. To be precise, this is something produced by Boss Ma and others with the help of the Jiangzuosi.

Boss Ma and his team are famous robbers at sea all year round. They also do business with Japanese people, smuggling and arms for Japanese people.

Even Shen Hai has his own special guard team. I heard that those people have a musket with each hand.

In the past, Su Rong didn't believe it. After all, even the court could not give the elite soldiers a firearm and firearm. How could those pirates have it?

Now he has to believe it.

How long has it been? It only takes twenty or thirty days to complete the entire battle, and they can actually make so many muskets!

It can be seen that they are really doing these businesses at sea!

With these muskets, these people can really make the world happen, at least they can make the world happen in Dali Mansion. At that time, they will surround the Mu Mansion and fire guns at random in the Mu Mansion. Even though Su Rong has always been famous for his calmness and self-control, at this moment

He couldn't help but turn his face and walked straight out of the door. He saw Mr. Liu, who was pale under the torch, strode toward Mr. Liu, staring at him carefully for a while, then raised his feet

He kicked Mr. Liu in the abdomen, and Mr. Liu suddenly curled up in pain, curled up and begged for mercy.

He also knew what was fatal to be discovered. Even if Su Rong killed him immediately now, no one would dare to say anything more. After all, the muskets were full of warehouses there!

Su Rong stared at him gloomyly: "I'll ask you, how long have you made these things?"

Mr. Liu couldn't even cry. At this time, he knew that there was no condition to say. He shook his head with a pale face: "I'm wrong, uncle, we, we have been doing it for a whole month.

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One month?

Su Rong sneered coldly: "The Ministry of Works of Beijing does not have this skill, and they can actually make so many muskets in a month?! How many of you have?"

Although Mr. Liu didn't know what he asked about this, he still subconsciously said: "More than 300 people made it. We took the drawings and a master took us."
Chapter completed!