Don't be too sweet

Chapter 829 Complacent Color ([-])

Chapter 829 Complacent Color ([-])
Before asking Yang Wu and the others to say anything else, Yang Jiu had already spoken out.

"Together."

Yang Qi and the others have already said that when they saw their eldest brother, so they can't say anything more.

"Isn't it too early to go now?" Zhang Qiao shook her head, with Yang Jiu and He Leiluo, she was not worried about her daughter's safety.

"Not early?" He Shanshan looked at the sky outside.

"You just finished eating and walked into the town, I'm afraid it's not time for everyone to go to bed, isn't it early?" Zhang Qiaoshou asked back.

"..."

He Shanshan remained silent, even if the mouse was presumptuous, it wouldn't have made a move earlier, right?
Everyone thinks so.

In the town, the backyard of Hejiaweiji——

"bump……"

It was the sound of buckets being lowered to the ground.

At this time, He Shanshan and the others were still in the village, so how could there be movement in the backyard of the store?

In fact, it is also simple, that is, the "mouse" is more presumptuous, and it has come to be a monster early!

He Shanshan and the others didn't expect that the behavior of this "rat" was even more extreme this time!
It's not just about smashing the dishes, it's about setting fire to the store!
And the barrel that the man moved in was nothing else, it was full of oil!

Although there are streets and alleys in the town, they are all houses connected to each other. Maybe the central compartment of the house has stone walls, but the roof and beams above are all made of wood!
If this fire starts, it will not be as simple as the left and right storefronts, and even the adjacent alley behind it... I'm afraid it will be... hard to escape.

"bump……"

Another barrel of oil was placed in the backyard of Hejiaweiji, and there were six barrels of oil.

The man finished moving the oil and started to move the dry firewood. The thick firewood was sandwiched with thin firewood, which ensured that the fire would spread even more suddenly after it started.

The man moved the firewood back and forth several times, and then placed dry firewood on the edge of the wall and at the bottom of the wall.

In the dark, the man looked around, opened the gourd, picked up a spoon, and poured oil on the four corners of the room.

The corner of the man's mouth curled into a taunt, and the movements of his hands became faster and faster.

The man poured oil on the backyard, and went to the front wall of the store, of course, it was still in Hejiaweiji.

After pouring oil, the man looked at the sky and felt the wind.

"Even God cooperates with me," the man's hoarse voice was full of complacency.

I saw the man took out the fire folder from his arms, and began to move quickly to the courtyard wall with a limp.

And beside the courtyard wall where he was standing at this time, there was a ladder.

The man climbed up the ladder to the courtyard wall and stood beside the courtyard wall.

At this time, in the alley behind the store, some people were eating very late, and they were still eating. They didn't even realize that the crisis had already appeared!
The breath of death has spread around Hejiaweiji!

The man didn't hesitate any longer, pulled out the bamboo cover on the fire folder, and without shaking it, the wind blowing today made the fire folder light up.

The man pointed at the pile of firewood at the bottom of the wall in He Jiawei Ji without hesitation.

The bowls and chopsticks were smashed, and the stove was destroyed. He Shanshan and the others can still buy the bowls and chopsticks and open a shop again. What if the shop is burned down?

Does it have to be rebuilt? !

In addition to rebuilding, people in other stores around will also complain about the He family, and He Jiaweiji has troubled them, so they paid a large sum of money...

At that time, He Shanshan and the others will have to face everyone's condemnation of them...

The man stood on the wall of the courtyard, watching the torch fall out of his hand, and fell into the courtyard, beside the woodpile...

(End of this chapter)