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830 Dog thing shameless

I saw the Xishan Army shuttle back and forth, placing a huge iron pot on the cart.

The iron pots are so dark that their original color cannot be seen, and they are supported by iron racks underneath to prevent them from tipping over.

No one could see clearly what was in the iron pot.

I could only vaguely see the thick smoke billowing up from the iron pot, rolling up scorching waves of air. The temperature in the courtyard was rising steadily, gradually making my mouth feel dry and hot.

"Hiss, that's..."

Shi Feifei took a deep breath of air-conditioning. The charming look in her eyes disappeared and was replaced by deep fear.

The few of them were on high ground, so they could naturally see clearly what was in the iron pot.

The thing flows like water but is bright with orange butter. As the temperature rises, it stirs and steams in the iron pot, setting off waves of heat.

The eyes of the people in the courtyard were filled with fear amid the heat wave.

"This is boiling oil."

Baili Yunsheng said slowly: "I have ordered people to boil it. The temperature is just right."

A sinister and cruel smile flashed in his eyes: "This kind of temperature is the best. A little bit of it can make people's skin and flesh burst open. If there is another fire..."

"hehe."

The man's low laughter penetrated the brain like a demonic sound. The people trembled violently and cried.

"The crime of treason should be punished by the nine clans, and harboring the culprits is the same crime." There was no trace of pity in Baili Yunsheng's eyes: "You are the ones to blame for everything. You can't blame anyone else."

He slowly stretched out his thumb and wiped the cold edge of the dagger in his hand: "Do you really think that our Zongzheng Mansion is so easy to fool?"

"What did he say?" Shi Feifei suddenly raised her head: "Zongzheng Mansion?!"

Lin Changxi gritted his teeth: "You bitch, you actually want to frame me!"

Zhong Si snorted: "Shameless!"

Lin Changxi's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and her eyes were as scarlet as blood with murderous intent: "You want to put a shit basin on Boss Lin's head? This Baili Yunsheng, I want him to die a good death!"

Lin Chu deliberately glanced at Lin Changxi twice, and saw that there was only anger in his eyes, so he couldn't help but curl his lips.

Except for Lin Laosan's family who couldn't figure it out, the other two rooms in the Lin family were like this.

No matter how sarcastic and ridiculed you are among your own people, you will never allow outsiders to get involved and trample on you.

Although she doesn't need it, it feels good to have someone to protect her.

On the stage, Baili Yunsheng suddenly stopped speaking and threw the polished dagger out.

Bang!

The dagger was hung with the whistling wind, and headed straight for the iron pot on the cart on one side like a meteor, and hit the bracket hard.

The iron pot turned sideways, and the hot tung oil poured out.

At the same time, the Xishan Army, who was standing beside the car, threw the lit torch in his hand into the oil pan.

call!

When the tung oil met the fire, it instantly turned into a sea of ​​flames and quickly rushed towards the crowd.

The women and children in the courtyard fled in all directions like frightened birds, and their cries shocked the world.

Lin Chu's eyes revealed a gloomy and cold evil aura, and his whole body was engulfed in a world-destroying anger.

Shi Feifei took a deep breath and jumped off the roof. However, Lin Chu grabbed her wrist.

"Master Liu, I can't watch my neighbors die miserably!"

"Now." Lin Chu's voice was as cold as June's frost: "It's not your turn yet."

She suddenly turned around, picked up the willow with one hand, and threw it down.

"ah!"

Yangliu was caught off guard and fell off the roof, and her exclamation became more emphasised due to her extreme fear.

Plop!

Yang Liu's body fell heavily to the edge of the oil pan, just in time to block the tilted oil pan, and the sea of ​​tung oil fire could no longer flow forward.

Stab!

The boiling oil splashed out due to the shock, all fell on the willow, burning up the thick smoke that was scorching and terrifying.


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