The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 1136

Yang Wenxiao stared at Shen Chenghao, chuckled, "Meat slag? Did you pre-book your ending?"

He nodded as he spoke, bent down and lifted the silk cloth covering the table beside him, "Those who dare to rebel should indeed end up like this."

Under the table, there is a half-meter-high wooden box.

He raised the wooden box and pulled it out, then opened it, revealing the round explosive inside.

"Tong Sanlang, you are in charge of blocking these people. It is a heavy responsibility. Bring some explosives."

"People in the world only know that my Yang family has explosives, but they don't know its supernatural power. Today, with so many people present, I will practice with Xiang Xiang, so that everyone can experience the power of this explosive."

After Yang Wenxiao finished speaking, both Emperor Yong'an and Yang Hao bent down to lift the silk cloth from the table next to them. Under the table, there was also a similar box containing gunpowder.

The last time Yang Wenxiao was inexplicably hit by such a sinister thing as the flower of hell, the guilt in Yang Wenxiao's heart almost drove him crazy. Fortunately, with the news of the divine liquid, he felt better.

Since then, he has strengthened the defense of the palace.

The defense in the palace should be strengthened, and the defense should also be strengthened during daily travel.

Except for a few confidantes, what he trusts most is the explosives one by one.

So when he ordered someone to set up the competition venue, he asked Ren Zhong to quietly fetch a few boxes of explosives.

With three boxes of explosives and nearly a hundred people on his side, it is not a problem to deal with Shen Chenghao.

Besides, he still has a plan.

Thinking in this way, he took out a thing like a torch from his arms, opened it, and lit it with the torch. The thing suddenly went up to the sky, and a red mist exploded in the sky.

Glancing at the thick red mist, Yang Wenxiao sighed, sat down on the chair, then picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, squinting at Shen Chenghao, and mockingly said, "Mr. ?”

Shen Chenghao's face was so ugly that he looked like he had eaten a dead mouse.

I just said that Yang Wenxiao couldn't reach the gunpowder, but the next moment Yang Wenxiao made three big boxes.

And what signal was released?
From this position, this red mist should be visible to both the Imperial Forest Army and the Forbidden Army near the palace.

Reinforcements are coming soon.

It can only be done quickly.

Thinking of this, he stared at Yang Wenxiao with resentment in his eyes like a poisonous snake, "Everyone go together! The direct descendants of the Yang family have been hit by the flowers of hell, and if they don't live long, they will definitely die!"

"Several dying people, don't be afraid!"

Hearing this, Yang Wenxiao curled his lips into a sneer, he didn't speak, and while drinking tea, he looked at those people who wanted to rush up after hearing Shen Chenghao's words but didn't dare to do so.

Dynamite, this legend has been circulating among a few people in Daqi.

Unfortunately, the Royal Forest Army is part of this minority.

They have never seen explosives, but they all know that this thing exists and is extremely powerful. One can shatter a person to pieces, and non-physical bodies can resist it.

Shattered to pieces.

The deterrent power of these four words is too great.

Now that the explosives are spread out in front of the public, these people are inevitably afraid.

Seeing this, Shen Chenghao couldn't help being anxious. If he couldn't make a quick decision, he would have no chance of winning when the Imperial Forest Army or the Imperial Army arrived.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Come on!" He urged loudly, his eyes turned red with eagerness, and his face became grim.

I can no longer see half of the pride I had just now.

(End of this chapter)