Someone shouted loudly: "It's not good... it's not good... the mourning hall was bombed..."
Zhao Qiang almost sat down on the ground after hearing this. Isn't this man too cruel? Even if he makes a little noise so that he can escape, he can't blow up someone else's mourning hall? Think about it, Fatty Xiahou is quite pitiful.
He was blown into pieces by him, and the corpses couldn't be found. I didn't expect that now that I was dead, I was blown up again by Lang Yixin. Damn it, that bastard is addicted to fried cakes!
Lang Yixin had no intention of destroying Fatty Xiahou's mourning hall. No matter how many sins he had committed during his lifetime, he should always be allowed to rest in peace after his death. Moreover, that cruel way of death could be regarded as atonement for the mistakes he had committed. However,
The compound was heavily guarded. Even when he knelt down to tie his shoelaces, he felt like someone was staring at him. On the contrary, it was easier to do so in the room in the mourning hall. People came and went everywhere, and people kept coming in to pay their respects.
Everyone's attention is not as concentrated as other parts.
Because Lang Yixin was disguised by Zhao Qiang, he now walks very inconspicuously. If there is anything that attracts attention, it is the scar on his face. Fortunately, there are many disciples of the Wanghou sect, and their faces are strange.
There are many people there, and he is not very individual.
It was not easy to enter the mourning hall, because there were too many people gathered inside. There was a passage in the middle for worshiping, and people were standing on both sides. He couldn't just go in arrogantly. Moreover, everyone had to queue up to worship.
After going in and coming out, another group of people went in again. He had thought about following the others and sneaking in, but that would also make it easier for the target to be discovered.
Someone shouted for help, and there was a sudden gunshot in the distance. Lang Yixin was a little anxious. He knew that Zhao Qiang had taken action. He originally wanted to wait for Zhao Qiang's signal according to the agreed message before taking action, but after a few seconds, Lang Yixin decided
Take action immediately. More and more people are running over there, and he may not be able to free his hand to send the signal himself.
Starting from the outer wall, it was just to divert everyone's target, not to kill anyone. Lang Yixin took advantage of everyone's attention being attracted by the gunshots and shouts in the backyard, and quickly sneaked to the corner and patted the people in front of him with his hands.
The corner of the wall was quite thick. But he knew that the miniature bomb in his hand was weak, so it should be no problem to blow it down.
The gunfire in the distance became more and more intensive, and Lang Yixin did not dare to hesitate. He took the bomb out of his pocket, tore off the layer of adhesive behind it, set the time to 15 seconds, and pasted it directly on the wall, then
He straightened up and walked towards the crowd. The numbers were beating rapidly because everyone's attention was diverted by Zhao Qiang, and the bomb itself was too small, so no one noticed its existence.
When Lang Yixin took the thirty-second step, a loud noise was heard. A large hole appeared in the wall on the left side of Fatty Xiahou's mourning hall. Many people were hit by flying broken bricks and shouted loudly.
The power of the bomb was far more than that. Not only did it blow a big hole in the wall, but the entire wall began to crack due to the powerful impact. The cracks became bigger and bigger and began to collapse inward. There were people standing inside.
At this time, the disciples of the prince sect could not care about brotherly morality, so they ran out one by one desperately.
Although the door of the mourning hall is not small, it can only accommodate ten people at most. But at this time, hundreds of people rushed over, shouting and squeezing out, but blocked the door of the mourning hall. However, after a slight delay,
The crumbling wall finally fell, and for a while there were cries of mourning, and even more people were buried under the bricks and stones without even making a cry.
Lang Yixin waited until the bomb exploded, but did not leave and run away. Instead, he walked towards the place where the princes and princes were meeting. Mu Shen and Xiahou Ruoxuan were still there. He might be able to help. Lang Yixin
When I passed by, I saw a row of men crowded on the benches outside.
Although it felt a little strange, it was not impossible for these things to happen to Zhao Qiang, but Yun Lan, the only woman at the scene, fell to the ground. Seeing Lang Yixin coming over, she wanted to wave to him, but she couldn't lift her hand. Zhao Qiang was afraid
The effect of the medicine was not good, so the dosage was specially increased for these people. Unexpectedly, after such a long time, they still couldn't move. Lang Yixin nodded to her and passed by her.
"..." Yunlan has murder in mind, why are we from the same country, so you can't completely ignore me? Lang Yixin walked to the door and saw that the house was in a mess, and the noise outside was earth-shaking. Most people were
He went out. But there were still a few people who did not leave, but surrounded Mu Shen in the middle.
"Mu Shen, leave the second master to me..."
"Mu Shen, what on earth do you want to do? Brothers are killing each other, and you won't even let the dead be spared. People like you should be blamed..."
"Mu Shen, the second master is unconscious now and needs to be sent to treatment quickly..."
"..."
Although he called his subordinates to come over quickly, they still couldn't get in for a while. While he wanted to protect the pregnant Xiahou Ruoxuan behind him, he held the second master Xiahou's neck as a hostage, and Mu Shen still
I am really busy. I have done so many things just for one day like this.
How could Mu Shen send away this big fat sheep like the second master Xiahou? Can Xiahou Ruoxuan successfully ascend to the throne with less killing? He still needs to speak in the middle! Mu Shen has been ignoring these people until he saw Lang Yixin leave.
He came in and nodded Xiahou Ruoxuan with his head, signaling him to protect Xiahou Ruoxuan's safety.
"I said that if the princely clan wants to be stable, it must first be unified. Second Master, I will not give it to you." Mu Shen lifted the Second Master of Xiahou from the sofa and said, "Disputes are inevitable.
Yes, Le Zheng Ruibin has already dispatched his troops. For the sake of your own safety, I advise you to go back first! One day, we will invite you to visit Phoenix City again."
Saying that, Mu Shen pushed the body of the second master Xiahou out, Xiahou Ruoxuan followed them, and Lang Yixin was at the back to protect them. Seeing that Mu Shen had no intention of handing over to anyone, a middle-aged man asked
: "Mr. Han, what should we do? Should we rob people?"
The lean old man shook his head gently. "Oh, forget it, let them fight on their own! If we take action, things will become more and more chaotic. I didn't expect that the princely sects in the mainland would fall into this situation. I am really ashamed of the princely sects.
My ancestors! I don’t want to do these useless things anymore. I want to go back to the United States first. You can do whatever you want."
"Mr. Han, if you don't direct the overall situation here, I'm afraid more brothers will die." A man with a goatee said anxiously.
"Qingsong, you should go back too! It's not our turn to intervene here." Mr. Han shook his head and walked straight outside.
The second master was controlled by the wood god, and the fifth master died. Such a big thing happened, but no one who could control him stood up and spoke. The whole courtyard could see the disciples of the princes and princes in chaos like a group of headless flies.
Chuan. Mu Shen helped Mr. Xiahou out and shouted to those running around: "Everyone go back to their respective positions. The suicide squad is responsible for arresting the murderers, Wu Tang is responsible for sending the injured to the hospital, and the logistics department is responsible for
Move arriving guests to a safe location."
Although everyone was wondering why the relationship between Mu Shen and the second master suddenly became so good, and some people discovered that something was wrong with the second master. However, someone sorted things out clearly, and everyone knew what they should do. So,
The suicide squad and the disciples from the Wanghou Clan who were in charge of security went after Zhao Qiang, and the others also returned to you. Some people called the police, and others were organizing people to go to the mourning hall to rescue people who were crushed by bricks and stones...
After Mu Shen saw that the situation was gradually stabilizing, he asked Heidan who was following him: "Where are the other brothers?"
"They're all at the door, but the door is very tightly guarded. They can't get in unless they force their way in," Hei Dan said.
"Go and fetch Dr. Li. Let's go out and join the brothers first." Mu Shen ordered. Although he has controlled the second master now, he may not be able to control the situation. If people know that the fifth master is dead, the second master
If I am caught by him, God knows what will happen. Being with the brothers, at least there is a guarantee of safety. Mu Shen walked out in a hurry and asked: "Where is he?"
"It should be safe." Lang Yixin knew that he was asking Zhao Qiang and answered expressionlessly. It was a mess inside, and he would definitely be able to escape with his skills. But he hadn't received his message yet, and he didn't dare to
Too sure.
Lezheng Ruibin was not sure that the man who single-handedly blocked a group of them in the room with a gun was Zhao Qiang. He just felt that some of this man's actions were somewhat similar to Zhao Qiang. And with this skill and courage, no matter what
Maybe he was an unknown person, so he deceived him like that.
After Feng suddenly shot him, he knew that his guess was correct. Although he escaped from important parts, his arm was still shot. He did not stay in the house and wait for someone to pick him up.
Contact Dou Ning and Li Xu directly. Ask them to transfer people from different surnames, and then run out.
"How many people are there in total?" Lezheng Ruibin asked, looking at the long vehicle behind.
"Three hundred people." Li Xu licked his lips. "This is the manpower prepared in advance, and the brothers are gathering here."
"No need, three hundred people are enough, let the others stay where they are. Spread the news, saying that Mu Shen has rebelled, that the fifth master is dead, and that the second master is also controlled by him..."
"Is... the fifth master is dead?" Dou Ning and Li Xu exclaimed in unison. Only then did they know what happened inside. It seemed that things were really going to change in the Princely Sect.
After the mourning hall was bombed, Zhao Qiang clearly felt that the pressure behind him was greatly reduced. Although there were still desperate guys who wanted to catch him, most people were still attracted by the earth-shattering explosion behind him. He heard someone shouting again.
It was said that the mourning hall had exploded. After everyone was stunned for a while, they turned around and ran back.