But Qiu Song continued to hold the gunpowder bag calmly.
At this time...a snot bubble popped out of his nose, and then burst.
The lead is about to burn out.
Zhu Yong and Zhang Fu were already fistfighting with the Han Wangwei men in front of them.
Zhu Yong cursed: "Fourth brother, you damn...ouch..."
Qiu Song remained calm and exhaled another bubble.
And just when this bubble started to expand.
The sparks from the fuse are getting closer and closer to the powder package.
At this moment……
More than a dozen people had pushed Zhu Yong and Zhang Fu to the ground.
It’s just these people…
Then Liang Wen even shouted: "You little brat, how dare you stir up trouble on Tai Sui's head? His Highness the King of Han is the one you can humiliate just because you want to humiliate him? If I don't show you how powerful he is today, you won't know how powerful His Highness the King of Han is!"
As soon as he said these words, Qiu Song threw out the gunpowder bag.
The gunpowder bag drew a perfect arc in the void.
The end of that arc... actually crossed the wall and fell directly into Liang Wen's house.
"Hit, hit me..."
"Fight!"
Amidst the noise.
Qiu Song crossed his hands, raised his head and expanded his chest, and the bubbles in his nose suddenly disappeared.
Just at this moment.
Boom...
A deafening sound.
The earth trembled and the mountains shook.
When it comes to gunpowder, people like Liang Wen who have been on the battlefield have not seen it before. On the battlefield, they have long been accustomed to the roaring artillery and the bead-like firecrackers.
But at this moment.
But they were panicked.
The people who were still arrogant just now suddenly shook their bodies, and the roar that pierced their eardrums made their expressions change even more.
And in the midst of this thunderous sound, a huge flame rose from within the courtyard wall, with firelight splashing everywhere.
That high wall of the Liang family... also collapsed with a rumble at this moment.
Huge fireworks rolled into black flames and rolled into the sky.
The scattered flames began to spread.
Soon after, several houses within the courtyard wall caught fire.
The smoke became thicker.
Almost everyone who came close to the Liang family's residence felt as if they were suffocating, and their minds went blank for a moment.
The scene just now was like the earth falling apart, causing fear to spread throughout everyone's body.
As a result, almost everyone lay down, and then a layer of dust, dirt, and gravel covered their bodies.
Only Qiu Song crossed his hands, raised his head and expanded his chest, his head facing the sky at an angle of seventy-five degrees, and his dull eyes were filled with light at this moment!
After the roar passed, my ears slightly recovered some hearing.
Everyone looked at each other in panic.
The dozen or so old soldiers fled in all directions out of fear.
Only Liang Wen climbed out of the mud and looked at the collapsed wall and the crackling fire of the building in his home amid the roar and thick smoke.
Because the place that was blasted in advance was close to the wall, the people in the house had room to escape early. They all cried for their parents and ran towards the back door.
It was just a pity for his belongings. At this time, the house was on fire, which was unstoppable. The fire was still burning brightly, and the fireworks were still shooting towards the sky, climbing higher and higher.
Liang Wen didn't run away. His legs softened and he knelt on the ground. He looked into the depths of the flames and shouted with great distress: "My house, my... house..."
At this time, Zhu Yong and Zhang Fu also stood up.
They quickly regained their composure and then yelled: "Liang Wen, you are like a dog. Aren't you bullying our boatman? Aren't you not taking our two evil men in the capital seriously? Brothers, come on together,
beat!"
With the sound of typing, the two men rushed forward, punching and kicking. Liang Wen had no assistants on his left and right, so he was kicked over. He was so desperate that he began to receive the rain of punches and kicks.
This Liang Wen was still careless, and the actions of a young man who was not serious about his attacks were actually the worst, because adults always have room for their attacks, but Zhu Yong and his two men used deadly attacks everywhere.
"ah……"
…………
Boom...
When there was an explosion in the direction of Liang Wen's residence.
Zhang Anshi was eating breakfast at a morning tea stall two streets away.
He ordered four pastries, mainly because he was worried that the other three little brothers were hungry, so he could help them eat first to satisfy their stomachs.
The owner of the tea stall... I didn't expect such a wealthy young man to come, so he was naturally very attentive and greeted Zhang Anshi familiarly.
Zhang Anshi also chatted with him from time to time.
"I don't like that house on Xixie Street. Which family does it belong to?"
"That?" The owner of the tea stall showed a very taboo look on his face: "You can't ask this question randomly, sir, be careful that disease comes from the mouth, and disaster comes from the mouth. Then..."
He paused and said in a low voice: "Those are the people from the Han Palace... I tell you, don't mess with them in Nanjing City, they are very fierce, and whoever messes with them will definitely die with no intact body.
"
Zhang Anshi said: "Are they more vicious than the two villains in the capital?"
"What are the two evil men in the capital?" The owner of the tea stall looked confused: "I have never heard of it. In short, anyone who belongs to the Han Dynasty palace must go around. Otherwise, it is not impossible to destroy the family and destroy the family."
Zhang Anshi's heart felt cold. It's no wonder that the dock's business showed signs of stagnating and expanding some time ago. The name is still not famous enough.
At this moment, there was a loud explosion.
Even two streets away, Zhang Anshi felt the earth trembling, and the tea table in front of him made a loud clang.
Zhang Anshi's first reaction was that the ground collapsed.
So without any hesitation, he jumped under the table.
But then he saw the fire in the distance, rising from two streets away, and everything became clear.
Is this thing so powerful?
Although Zhang Anshi heard in later generations that following this recipe, the effect was comparable to that of 'Great Ivan'.
But after all, it was just black powder. No matter what, in Zhang Anshi's mind, it should probably be just as powerful as an enhanced version of a big firecracker.
Until this time, Zhang Anshi's face turned dark.
Damn it!
This is not a big firecracker, these are fucking small grenades.
Zhang Anshi almost fell to the ground.
It's going to be over all of a sudden.
So the next moment, he anxiously threw a treasure note on the table, and then ran towards the fire like crazy.
It wouldn't be fun if something happened to his three brothers, damn...
Just after Zhang Anshi passed half the street, he spotted the figures of three teenagers at the end of the street.
He vaguely watched Zhu Yong and Zhang Fu, dragging Qiu Song who was still unwilling to leave, and ran towards the next street.
Zhang Anshi stopped immediately.
not dead?
He breathed a long sigh of relief.
It can be seen that such a dangerous thing needs to be used by professionals.
To sum it up, the ancestors of these three people have been in battle for a long time and must have been exposed to a lot of gunpowder. Rounding it off, they should also be considered professionals.
Zhang Anshi did not chase the three of them.
Then, a second thought came to mind.
Damn it, this is too big.
So, he turned around and ran towards his home without hesitation.
Panting all the way, I finally returned to Zhang's house.
Zhang San happened to come towards me and said: "Master, did you hear the explosion just now? Oh, there is a fire. Master, don't you go and see the excitement?"
Zhang Anshi squeezed out one word from between his teeth: "Get out!"
Afterwards, Zhang Anshi ran to the Zhang family's study in a hurry.
Here in the study, Yang Shiqi and Deng Jian are sitting calmly.
At first, Yang Shiqi came to Zhang's house every day to "make up lessons" for Zhang Anshi. He was under a lot of pressure, but as time went by, he became calm.
So be it.
Aren’t they all just messing around?
There is nothing wrong with it.
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