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Chapter 402 What is the King of England doing?(2/2)

"Come here!" Zhu Han gave an order, and twenty royal guards came in neat steps.

These people are physically strong and powerful, and they are all warriors who have experienced hundreds of battles. Each of them is carrying a big hammer, and the hammer head of the hammer is the size of a human head.

Coupled with their murderous formation, one can't help but think of what would happen if these hammers hit one's body.

The officials and craftsmen of the Yanjing Ministry of Industry were all shocked. Could it be that His Royal Highness the King of England wanted to kill someone because he couldn't afford to lose?

At this time, some people remembered that His Royal Highness, the King of England, followed the emperor to fight everywhere. There were countless lives on his hands. It was not impossible to go on a killing spree.

Many people began to regret why they couldn't think of enough to mock His Royal Highness and His Royal Highness's students.

Cheng Jin's face turned pale and he wanted to leave this place of right and wrong immediately. But his legs were weak and he couldn't move at all.

And even if he ran, a weak scholar like him would not be able to outrun those soldiers who pretended to be like calves.

"Your Highness the King of England, do you still want to commit murder in broad daylight?"

After all, Zhao Helun is the Minister of the Ministry of Industry, so he can barely maintain his stability. However, his voice is also trembling: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, what do you mean?"

In fact, not only them, but also Liu Shenhong, Zhang Yunjie, and the students at Huangzhuang were also shocked.

They were also very angry about what happened just now. But no matter what, it wouldn't lead to a sword fight, right?

"Your Majesty..." Liu Shenhong opened his mouth to persuade, but Zhu Han said coldly: "Shut up!"

Liu Shenhong immediately shut up and didn't dare to say another word.

After scolding Liu Shenhong, Zhu Han explained to Zhao Helun with a smile: "Zhao Shangshu, don't panic, don't you guys not believe in the power of cement?"

"Now, I will let you see with your own eyes the power of cement."

I believe you as a ghost!

Zhao Helun and others roared in their hearts.

Just look at the evidence, what are you doing with so many hammers?

Is it possible?

Does His Royal Highness want to send them to the Palace of Hell to see clearly what is called cement?

Thinking of this possibility, Zhao Helun's face almost turned green.

We can't blame them for their wild imagination. It was Zhu Han who caused this scene, which was really scary.

Just when everyone is worried.

Zhu Han suddenly pointed to the courtyard wall on the left and faintly uttered one word: "Smash!"

Those fierce soldiers were in the stunned eyes of Zhao Helun, Cheng Jin and other officials from the Ministry of Works, as well as the craftsmen.

Like wolves and tigers, they rushed to the courtyard wall pointed by Zhu Han, picked up sledgehammers, and smashed against the wall with all their strength.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

A series of heavy hammer sounds continued one after another like drum beats.

Everyone felt baffled.

They really can't figure it out, and they can't understand it! He smashed the wall inexplicably, what did His Highness want to do?

Is it possible that they want to demolish the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry?

If they only demolish the yamen and don't hurt anyone, they really don't care. After all, the whole world belongs to the Ming Dynasty, and it was Lao Zhu's family who paid for it to be rebuilt if it was demolished.

It's just a pity that this wall was just repaired yesterday.

boom!

The wall collapsed, sending up a cloud of dust.

Even the walls built by the craftsmen from the Ministry of Works with Sanhe soil and blue bricks could not withstand such a tossing method.

In their doubtful glances, the dust they had just stirred up gradually began to fall.

Immediately, the craftsmen from the Ministry of Industry suddenly opened their eyes in disbelief.

"What it is?"

"Who built this wall and why is it so strong?"

"Look carefully, the color of the wall doesn't seem right."

The craftsmen in the Ministry of Engineering are so experienced that they immediately discovered the problem.

The appearance of the wall seems to be exactly the same as the original wall. But in fact, the lines on it are simply pasted on.

After being blasted by Zhu Han's guards, the patches on it fell off one after another, revealing the blue-gray walls inside.

Zhu Wu's guards were still smashing the wall hard, but it was as if a giant hammer weighing a thousand pounds hit the wall, leaving only a white spot.

"Wait a minute!"

Wei Chi and Lao Wei shouted at the same time to stop, and rushed towards the collapsed wall together.

Zhu Han's guards would not listen to these people's orders and continued to hammer the wall.

"Stop." Zhu Han saw that Wei Chi and Lao Wei, two guys who were not afraid of death, would rush to block the sledgehammer if he didn't stop, so he hurriedly shouted stop.

Good guy, this is really life-threatening. Many of his guards are veterans who have experienced battles.

If Zhu Han hadn't called to stop, let alone two unfamiliar people in front of them, even if there were thousands of troops, they would never show mercy.

This is a military order.

The guards took the order and stopped attacking one after another.

Wei Chi, Lao Wei, and several older craftsmen rushed forward impatiently and surrounded the remaining wall, which was about two meters long and made of reinforced concrete materials.

Judging from the way their eyes were shining, it was as if this was not an ordinary wall, but an oiran woman in a brothel.

"Oh my god, there is no gap at all. How on earth is this done?"

"It feels much rougher than stone. Why does it feel like it was made artificially?"

"Nonsense, can something made artificially be so strong?"

The more they looked at it, the more amazed the craftsmen were.

As for the officials of the Yanjing Ministry of Industry, their faces were all as black as the bottom of a pot.
Chapter completed!
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