Countryside Magic Doctor

"How could I let them pass easily? That's irresponsible to me, but Lao Fang, why do you suddenly ask this? Are you going to let them pass?" He Feng asked. Fang Zhiqin was really lost in thought. This is an ordinary people. If he really opened fire on them, he still couldn't do it. Looking at Fang Zhiqin He Feng with a hesitant face, I don't know what's on his mind.

He laughed and said, "it doesn't hurt to speak freely!"

"These people are innocent after all. They must be coerced by Zhuge on Penglai Fairy Island. Otherwise, they don't have the courage to attack us. These are honest farmers. We don't have to kill them all..." Fang Zhiqin bravely said to He Feng that his father, grand duke Fang, wanted to give him two feet.

Even if you want to persuade, you can't be so straightforward. Please be gentle

But now it's too late. Fang Zhiqin has finished his words. The prosecution stopped talking before. He Feng said helplessly: "This is not what I want in my heart. I can't help it. Lao Fang, you should know one thing. Zhuge is cruel and cunning. He will certainly think of it if we can think of it. I want to ask you, even if we don't kill these ordinary people, do you think they will take the initiative to surrender or give up the attack? I'm afraid not!"

"Life and death are at stake. I can't blame us. If we really don't fire because there are ordinary people opposite, doesn't that mean what should we do when the practitioners mixed with them rush? I'm afraid they will be slaughtered!" He Feng said.

"What's more, it's so simple. If Zhuge succeeds today, do you believe he will do it tomorrow until he kills us? The benevolence of women will kill us. There are too many lessons in the history books. We can know the rise and fall by taking history as a mirror. We can't help thinking..."

He Feng's words made Fang Zhiqin speechless. He was really thoughtless. The people next to him looked at his nose, nose and heart without saying a word. This kind of question is too difficult to answer. They'd better not get involved.

"Why don't we shout to them later?" Archduke Fang put forward a proposal to let he Feng shout to those people through the tweeter when they attack, so that they can give up on their own initiative, otherwise they will fire.

This is also a method, but it's not very useful. The reason is very simple. Some people are Zhuge who was coerced into the battlefield and will certainly continue to coerce them to launch an attack. He Feng guessed what to rely on, nothing more than the families of these people.

As time goes by, he Feng and they are still installing quantum cannons step by step. Fang Zhiqin is driven back to the secular world by He Feng. There is no reason for him. He Feng is worried that the boy's benevolence will harm him to hell.

The attack group in the distance has been well organized, and the scattered lines of more than 100000 people are scattered around them, gradually moving forward. There are both practitioners and ordinary people. Perhaps Zhuge's mind is also very simple. He may also know that he can't hide it from the people opposite with the method of ordinary people.

However, he is not used to hide at all. He wants to consume each other's quantum artillery shells through these ordinary people in order to achieve his ulterior purpose!

Unfortunately, his wishful thinking was obviously wrong.

I'm kidding. He fenghan doesn't need a quantum cannon to deal with some ordinary people. When the shadow gradually gets closer and closer, it's a wide circle of people walking and holding a flying sword. He Feng is sure that there are practitioners in it, but he can't be sure which one, because the people in it are all a kind of dress!

The body also exudes the fluctuation of true Qi. Well, it's the function of the vigorous cultivation pill!

This makes he Feng a little indistinguishable.

But fortunately, it doesn't hurt. There's no other reason. He Feng has already prepared a screening means, a gas that can make people temporarily lose consciousness. It's not high technology, just some carbon dioxide. He Feng wants to use that B or something, but tolerance and playability are sensitive words, which are difficult to get.

Carbon dioxide is good, so he Feng chose this. Looking at the gradually advancing crowd, he Feng sneered and waved his hand. Behind him, countless practitioners turned into human cannons, holding an atmospheric tank, similar to an oxygen tank, he threw it directly into the distant crowd without unscrewing it.

How far can you throw?

Is that still a matter?

No matter how poor the cultivator's strength is, he still has some strength. It's no problem to throw this thing for more than ten miles!

As a result, the blue cans were flying all over the sky. With a bang, one jar fell into the crowd. Because the row was scattered, it didn't hit people. However, the huge impact also made the jar explode and the colorless and invisible gas dispersed. Suddenly, the concentration of carbon dioxide in the air was higher than one level.

At the same time, more cans are falling like raindrops. Well, it takes time for the quantum cannon to launch, but it doesn't need to throw the cans. A cultivator swings his arm round and can throw at least 20 or 30 cans in a minute, while the number of cultivators on He Feng's side is not large, but about 10000 people. In this minute, 200000 or 300000 cans can be thrown!

Where did the carbon dioxide tank come from?

Well, he Feng urgently ran back to the secular world, went to several warehouses and took it. If you want to say that this thing was originally because the concentration of carbon dioxide in the air was too high, it was specially absorbed and stored, and was ready to be sealed and sunk into the deep sea with cement. He Feng carried forward the spirit of humanitarian assistance and took the initiative to replace this department and deal with it.

What a noble and great spirit.

Without even spending money, dozens of cans were brought in, and the concentration of carbon dioxide contained in this jar was 100 kg. All of them added up to tens of thousands of tons. Suddenly, hundreds of thousands of cans were thrown across, not to mention the gas inside, just the cans falling like raindrops.

Hundreds of ordinary people were killed.

Some of his arms and legs were smashed off, lying on the ground wailing. The voice was very tragic. He Feng was sad. He Feng wanted to peel off Zhuge's old man's skin and chop his bones. You see if he had a conscience. All this was because of his sins

"Hehe, just this thing, still want to stop us?" ZHUGE said with a sneer.