"Boom. ”

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The deafening serial explosions, like the wrath of the heavens, completely flooded the mourning hall in an instant.

The mushroom-shaped firelight that was seven or eight feet high illuminated half of Taoyu County.

fell into Zhang Chu's eyes, like an orange hanging on the branches, extraordinarily gratifying.

If he hadn't remembered that there was the flesh and blood of the old grandson in these red and warm cuties, he would almost have been able to help but raise the corners of his lips and show the old farmer's smile.

Plant melons and get melons, plant beans and get beans.

Plant dynamite packets and harvest mushroom clouds.

Of course, it is also a good harvest.

He held his hands on the window and stared intently at the sea of fire.

He watched as several burning men rushed out of the fire and fell down the long street.

Watch as a large group of iron-masked men rushed out of the nearby alleys like a tidal wave, surrounding the sea of fire with swarthy hand crossbows.

He was a little nervous.

The location of the explosives package was determined by him after his physical investigation.

There are more than 300 explosives bags, each weighing 10 catties, which is 3,000 catties of improved refined black powder, and they are all vicious things mixed with iron sand.

That's all the survival of the Taiping Society, and it's also the limit of the raw materials that the Taiping Society can collect in a short period of time, without leaving any handles.

All smashed into Wan Tianyou's mourning hall.

Especially in the main hall where the coffin was parked, Zhang Chu was ruthless, and arranged more than 100 explosive bags inside and out.

That main hall is seventy or eighty square meters, and it is really too much to arrange a hundred explosive bags, and it has reached the point of bullying the natives who don't know the explosives bags!

To be a person and do things, we must learn to grasp the key points.

The focus of this operation is Wanjiangliu.

As long as Wan Jiang hangs up, even if the other Wan Clan Heavenly Sword Sect people survive, today's action will still be a great success.

On the contrary, even if all the other people of the Wan Heavenly Sword Sect died, only Wan Jiangliu survived, and today's action could be regarded as a complete failure.

But he still didn't feel sure.

Human beings are naturally afraid of unknown forces.

Zhang Chu didn't understand the power of Sipin, and he also felt fear deep in his heart.

But in the end, he is a ruthless man who has waded through the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood.

Faced with the fear of the unknown, ordinary people either surrender on the spot, wait for death on the spot, or try everything to avoid it.

Zhang Chu is different.

Faced with the fear of the unknown, he will first try to slash the opponent with all his might.

If you can't cut it to death, let's think of other ways......

Now, he's got the knife.

Whether Wan Jiangliu is dead or not, it will be known soon.

......

The fire is getting bigger and bigger.

It quickly devours the courtyards on the left and right sides of the garden, and has the intention of continuing to expand.

The people who lived in that street poured out of their homes as soon as the explosion sounded downstairs, and the dagger spies who blocked that street were pressed on that street.

No one is stupid enough to storm the blockade of dagger spies.

No one is stupid enough to put out a fire.

It's like the people of the entire Taoyu County heard the earth-shattering explosion that sounded from the side of the mourning hall, but no one has come to watch it so far.

There were very few people who even poked their heads out of the window and looked towards the mourning hall.

The desire to survive can be said to be very strong.

The fire crackled and burned.

At first, there were constantly burning men who rushed out of the fire with a wail, and were shot to the ground by dagger spies.

Once the fire was so big that it spread to both sides, no one ever rushed out of the fire.

Zhang Chu's hanging heart was put back into his belly little by little.

He guessed that the ten thousand rivers flowed about... Should... Possible...... Already died on the spot.

He didn't know that Wanjiangliu was like Yu Jin and Wang Qian, and he didn't block the splashing iron sand.

Or died from the terrifying heat and terrifying air waves produced by the explosion.

He could only be sure that if Wan Jiangliu survived that earth-shattering explosion, he would definitely break through immediately and stay away from that sea of fire.

This is the first reaction that people will subconsciously make when encountering an unknown terrorist attack.

Even if Wan Jiangliu's mind is different from ordinary people, he will only go crazy and kill as soon as he breaks through.

The son was tortured and killed, and before the body was cold, he was calculated to death by the murderer...... This kind of anger will make the Buddha go into demons!

Therefore, now that Wan Jiangliu has not appeared, there is a high probability that he has died on the spot.

Regarding this ending, Zhang Chu couldn't say what it was like.

Of course, he himself also believes that the probability of this bureau killing Wan Jiangliu is extremely high.

Wan Tianyou is the lifeline of Wan Jiangliu.

He seized Wan Tianyou, which is equivalent to seizing the opportunity to change from passive to active.

Wanjiangliu is the fourth product.

But he didn't know that Zhang Chu still held a hole card called "Dynamite Pack" in his hand.

Zhang Chu couldn't think of a reason for the mistake.

But after he really succeeded in killing Wan Jiangliu, he couldn't help but be in a trance.

Wan's Heavenly Sword Sect was once an opponent who was so powerful that he felt desperate.

Just vanished?

The four great heroes can kill the top powerhouses of 3,000 iron horsemen who can retreat from the army of 10,000.

Just kneeling neatly?

He felt unreal.

This is also the only time since his debut for so long that he has not been able to feel his strength from the corpses of his enemies.

Only he himself understands that he is not a wise man.

He does not have the vastness of holding the world in his hands and holding the sun and the moon in his heart.

There is no lupine scarf, and between talking and laughing, the demon ability of the canopy is wiped out.

He didn't even get into 211 and 985 in the college entrance examination that year, so he could only go abroad to go to a pheasant university to mix up and make some gold......

He knew that he could win this game only because he had a little knowledge in his head that didn't belong to this world.

But that knowledge will run out one day.

For example, the explosives pack will probably be useless after this time......

And as long as he is still fighting on the rivers and lakes, he will always encounter enemies as powerful as Wan Jiangliu, or even stronger than him.

At that time, what will he do against the enemy?

In the final analysis, his strength is not enough to carry the current victory.

......

Mixed moods are mixed feelings.

Things have to go according to plan.

Under Zhang Chu's command, the dagger quickly pulled out the water wheel and sand that had been prepared long ago and began to extinguish the fire.

The fire was quickly extinguished.

The dagger spies dragged out of the wreckage with torches, a mutilated charred corpse.

Too fragmented to be pieced together.

Naturally, not to mention identification.

In the end, the dagger could only count the number of dead in the ruins from the beginning: one hundred and six corpses.

Plus the more than twenty corpses they had shot in the street earlier.

The number happened to match the number of people who came to the city from the Wan's Heavenly Sword Gate, and the number of people in the mourning hall.

This can barely be regarded as a real hammer that proves that Wan Jiangliu has been buried in the sea of fire.

To be precise, it's not just Wanjiangliu.

All the Qi Sea Elders and Seven-Rank High-level Elders of the Wan Clan Heavenly Sword Sect are basically here.

After cleaning up the scene, more than 100 dagger iron-faced spies quickly left the city, and under the attention of the people in the city, they rushed to the snowy mountain.