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414 The people of Tianyu are never afraid of death

"Six masters, be careful!"

Aunt Shen's voice was only half shouted before it instantly dissipated in the wind. There were shouts of killing everywhere, and the cold and solemn air spread away.

"What's going on?" Yu Zifu sat up straight, his eyes clear.

"I'm afraid someone doesn't want me to get out of the city alive." Lin Chu lowered the car curtain and looked at Yu Zifu with a frown: "It's a pity that Lord Sikong has been implicated."

"Ha." Yu Zifu snorted coldly: "What are you afraid of? I also came through wind and rain back then, and fought through life and death on the battlefield. How can you be afraid of a battle with such an idea?"

A wry smile appeared on Lin Chu's lips: "I'm afraid... it's not such an idea."

Yu Zifu was curious: "We are in the busy city of Shangjing, how much noise can we make?"

"Sit down, sir." Lin Chu's eyes were slightly cold, with a tiny red glow in his eyes: "We are going out."

Boom!

Lin Chu raised his foot and kicked hard at the car window. The carved window flew out at an angle, sending out sawdust flying like dirt.

The next moment, the young man's slender body came out of the window and stood on the long street.

Lin Chu flicked his wrist, and a sharp dagger slipped silently from his palm.

puff!

Sen Leng's murderous aura surged out, and the dagger pierced the horse's butt. Blood spattered, and the horse was in pain. It raised its front hooves and neighed loudly before running wildly.

In the carriage, Mr. Yuzi's eyes were about to burst: "You brat, how could you send me away?!"

There are countless people in black clothes on the long street.

But no one stepped forward to stop the carriage, and Yu Zifu walked away in a hurry, disappearing at the corner of the street.

Lin Chu curled her lips slightly. Today's game was aimed at her, and she shouldn't hurt others!

"Where are my people?" Lin Chu stared, her cold eyes as cold as spring dew and autumn frost.

This is the busiest street in Shangjingdong City and also the most spacious.

There were many businesses on both sides of the street, which used to be crowded with people. Now, it was turned into a purgatory by the men in black, and it was dark instantly.

There were screams on the long street, and the people fled in all directions. The man in black remained unmoved, staring at Lin Chu with a pair of cold eyes under his mask.

"Damn beast!"

Aunt Shen scolded in a deep voice and was pushed into the battle in the blink of an eye.

"Sixth Master!" Nanny Shen secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly ran to Lin Chu's side.

"If you can walk, why would you throw yourself into a trap?"

Lin Chu frowned and sighed quietly.

The men in black didn't care about the people running away, their only target was her! If Aunt Shen hadn't yelled and cursed, she would have escaped.

Aunt Shen raised her lips and smiled: "I have lived too long, that's enough!"

People in Heaven are never afraid of death!

Lin Chu and she looked at each other and smiled, the knot in his heart instantly disappeared and he said no more.

The young man's eyes were as cold as water, and he scanned the people in front of him one by one. Grandma Shen held her hands with a serious face, without any trace of panic, and her eyes were full of fearless chill.

"Who are you?" Aunt Shen looked sideways at the people in black around her: "I am the female historian of the Zongzheng Mansion! Aren't you afraid of death when you are armed with weapons and commit murder under the Emperor's feet in broad daylight?"

No one answered.

One person suddenly raised his arm slightly: "Get ready!"

The men in black all stretched out their hands and took off the cloth covering the car in front of them, revealing the white flowers inside.

That was... Lin Chu's pupils shrank.

It's fire salt and charcoal. What are they going to do?

"put!"

This sound echoed through the sky.

hiss!

The man in black threw the lit fire box into the cart. The charcoal soaked in tung oil burned violently when exposed to the open flame. The cart was filled with fire salt, and the sparks exploded, rising into a brilliant red color that filled the sky.

Black smoke billowed like fog and haze, instantly covering the sky and sun.


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