The three of them instinctively sensed danger and subconsciously pulled Chen Muyu away.
With the reaction speed of the Void Realm, unless he doesn't move right now, if you want to hit him with a cannonball, that would be a fantasy.
"Huh?"
The three of them had just arrived at Chen Muyu's side. Before they could take action, they found that the feeling of danger suddenly disappeared.
Looking left and right, the shell did not hit the ground.
strangeness!
Could it just be an illusion?
…
At this time, on the left hand peak, several disciples had just fired a shot in the direction of Leigong Waterfall. Zhou Jianhuo stood on a big rock, looking out with a telescope, waiting to hear the sound.
But after waiting for a long time, not to mention the imaginary explosion, not even a spark occurred.
“Squib?”
Zhou Jianhuo's face trembled slightly. He made this equipment himself. He is a firearms fan. He couldn't help but study and tinker with it by himself. Although this mortar is from Xibei, he has already tested it.
, no worse than the real thing.
How come the first shot fired a dumb cannon?
Several disciples also looked confused.
If the operation is correct and the cannon fires, it means it is not their problem. If it is not their problem, there is something wrong with the cannon.
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But they dare not say this.
“Come again!”
Zhou Jianhuo shouted with an iron face.
Several disciples did not dare to disobey, so they quickly adjusted the position of the cannon muzzle and loaded the cannonballs.
“Boom!”
Another cannon shot out.
Waiting for a long time.
Still no sound!
It’s gone too far!
Zhou Jianhuo's face turned as red as pig liver. He knew the quality of the things he made. He could accept one being mute, but it was really unreasonable to have two mutes in a row.
“Come again!”
Zhou Jianhuo shouted again.
“Bang!”
Another cannonball passed through a beautiful arc and headed straight for Leigong Waterfall without leaning to any side.
This time, won’t it explode?
Zhou Jianhuo held a telescope and tracked the trajectory of the cannonball.
On the edge of the cliff of Leigong Waterfall, there were several people standing, led by a young man who looked to be in his twenties.
The trajectory and impact point of the cannonball were right next to those people.
I don’t believe you were so lucky to hit three duds in a row.
Zhou Jianhuo snorted in his heart, but soon the expression on his face froze. The cannonball flew about fifty meters away from Leigong Waterfall and suddenly disappeared.
It didn’t explode again!
How could it suddenly disappear? This makes no sense!
While he was stunned, Zhou Jianhuo saw the young man on the edge of the cliff smiling and waving to the lens of his telescope, the smile on his face was quite meaningful.
Zhou Jianhuo was shocked.
Hurryly put away the telescope.
Looking at Leigong Waterfall, the look in his eyes made him lingering.
“Hit me and shoot out all the shells!”
Zhou Jianhuo became angry and roared at his disciples.
The disciples were so frightened that they were sweating profusely. They quickly corrected the angle and continued to load the shells.
Boom, boom, boom...
The cannonballs were fired one after another, straight towards Leigong Waterfall.
However, none of them exploded.
Zhou Jianhuo was a little doubtful as to what went wrong and why none of the so many shells exploded.
He just made a special inspection and found that there was nothing wrong with the cannonball. It could explode when hit at other places, but it just misfired when it hit the Lei Gong Falls.
This is so damn evil.
“Master, there are no more shells!”
The disciples reported to him.
Zhou Jianhuo wiped the sweat from his forehead and felt a little bit of fear. The mountain peaks blew by and he calmed down a little, feeling a chill on his back.
Just in time, a disciple came to Left Hand Peak and said that the senior brother had summoned him. Zhou Jianhuo borrowed his donkey from the slope and hurriedly called for the disciples to leave.
…
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Leigong Waterfall!
Gong Daquan and the other three stood next to Chen Muyu, the sweat on their faces had dried.
Can you imagine the feeling of shells being fired at you one after another?
Even if you know that it can’t blow you up, you can still be afraid of it involuntarily.
On the contrary, Chen Muyu was much more calm because he had everything under control.
As soon as the cannonball was fired, it was already locked by Chen Muyu's scrap system before it hit the ground, and was directly recycled by the system.
This thing is an ownerless thing after being beaten. Whoever picks it up belongs to whoever picks it up. Although the recycling price given by the system is very low, 50 wealth is worth one mosquito, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat.
After all this hard work, I have made a profit of 1,800 yuan.
This Ge Laoshan can actually use such firearms, and do so in broad daylight. It is really lawless.
Fortunately, I had some internal arrangements in Ge Laoshan, otherwise, I might have been tricked by them.
…
“Haha, Brother Mei, does Lao Pengtou know that we are coming and fire a cannon to welcome us?”
“I counted, no more, no less, 20 gun salutes, which is second only to the courtesy of a head of state in the world!”
Not long after the cannon fire stopped, voices came from the woods next to the waterfall.
A young man and two old men came out of the woods.
Looking at the young man's clothes, he must be a disciple of Ge Laoshan, and his clothes also have Ge Laoshan's logo printed on them.
Two old men, both in their seventies or eighties. The one on the left is slightly stooped. He has a cigarette pole hanging on his waist and a hiking stick in his hand. He is smiling and has a kind face.
The one on the right has a monkey standing on his shoulder. He is tall and thin, with a shallow scar on his face, from his forehead to his right cheek. Although he is smiling, he looks a bit more ferocious.
Chen Muyu immediately scanned the system and obtained simple information, revealing the identity of the two people.
Why is Liuyun Mountain so Kun? Mei Renjie of Taihang Mountain.
They are the ones waiting.
When Chen Muyu saw these two people, they also discovered Chen Muyu's group of people, and the two groups of people confronted each other across the waterfall.
“Hey, aren’t these Brother Lu and Brother Gong from Mengdingshan? Why, you were also invited by Old Pengtou to help him look after his house?”
After a brief confrontation, He Yikun walked over with a smile, as if he knew Gong Daquan and the others.
While talking, he also took out a pack of cigarettes and handed them to Gong Daquan and others.
This look really looks like a fool, as if he really doesn't know that Gong Daquan and the others are their opponents for this trip.
"It turns out to be Brother He. We haven't seen each other for several years, right? I never thought we would bump into each other here!" Several people looked at each other and Lu Wanli took the cigarette. It was like meeting old friends, smiling. "
Are you also here to help Old Man Peng fight?"
He said, pretending to look at the person behind He Yikun, "Hey, isn't this Brother Mei from Taihang Mountain?"
Mei Renjie is not a good person. He was once wanted by the Wushu Association. He doesn't have many friends and is withdrawn, so Lu Wanli and the others are just acquaintances, not familiar with each other.
