My Brother-in-law is the Prince

  Chapter 44 Shocking

   Sparks start flying from the fuse.

  Ke Qiusong continued to hold the gunpowder pack calmly.

  At this time... a snot bubble popped out of his nose, and then burst open in a wave.

  Fuse is about to burn out.

  Zhu Yong and Zhang Fu had fist-to-foot fights with the few Hanwangwei members in front of them.

  Zhu Yong cursed: "Fourth brother, you fucking... ouch..."

   Qiu Song remained calm, and he exhaled another bubble.

   And just when this bubble started to expand.

  The spark of the fuse is getting closer and closer to the powder pack.

At this moment…

  More than a dozen people have pushed Zhu Yong and Zhang Fu to the ground.

   Just these people...

   Then Liang Wen yelled even more: "Little boy, how dare you break the ground when you are too old. His Highness the King of Han is also the one you can insult if you say insults? If you don't show you how powerful you are today, you don't know how powerful His Highness the King of Han is!"

   As soon as the words fell, the Qiusong threw out the gunpowder bag.

  The gunpowder pack drew a perfect arc in the void.

  The landing of the arc...but it went over the wall and fell directly into Liang Wen's house.

   "Call, call me..."

"Fight!"

  In the noise.

  Qiu Song crossed his hands, raised his head and expanded his chest, the bubbles in his nose disappeared instantly.

   At this moment.

  Boom...

   There was a deafening sound.

  The earth shakes and the mountains shake.

   When it comes to gunpowder, people like Liang Wen who have been on the battlefield before have seen it before. On the battlefield, they have long been accustomed to the rumbling artillery and the pearl-like firecrackers.

  But at this moment.

  They were panicked.

  The people who were arrogant just now suddenly swayed, and the roar that pierced their eardrums made them even more pale.

  Amidst the thunderous sound, a huge group of flames rose up from the courtyard wall, and the flames splashed in all directions.

  The high wall of the Liang family... also collapsed at this moment with a bang.

  The huge fireworks billowed with black flames, billowing into the sky.

  The scattered flames began to spread.

   Soon after, several houses within the courtyard wall caught fire.

  The smoke is thicker.

  Almost all the people who approached the Liang family's mansion felt as if they were about to suffocate. They were temporarily deaf, and their minds went blank for an instant.

  The scene just now that was like a catastrophe caused fear to spread throughout everyone's body.

  So, almost everyone got down on the ground, and then, dust, mud, and gravel covered their bodies.

  Only Qiu Song crossed his hands, raised his head and expanded his chest, and turned his head to the sky at an angle of seventy-five degrees. There was light in his dull eyes at this moment!

  After the roar passed, the ears recovered a little bit of hearing.

  Everyone looked at each other in panic.

  Those dozen or so old soldiers scattered and fled in fear.

  Only Liang Wen crawled out of the plaster, looking at the collapsed wall, the roar and thick smoke, and the crackling and burning of the building at home.

  Because the place where the bomb was blown up in advance was close to the wall, the people in the house had room to escape early, and they all ran to the back door crying for their father and mother.

   It’s just a pity for his property. At this time, the house is on fire, which cannot be contained. The fire is still burning, and the fireworks are still rushing to the sky, climbing higher and higher.

  Liang Wen didn't run away, his legs went limp, and he knelt down on the ground with a slap, and yelled with great distress towards the depths of the flames: "My house, my... house..."

   At this time, Zhu Yong and Zhang Fu also stood up.

They quickly regained their composure, and then yelled: "Liang Wen, you dog-like thing, didn't you bully our boatman? Didn't you take our second murderer in the capital seriously? Brothers, let's go together, beat!"

   As soon as they typed, the two rushed forward, punching and kicking, Liang Wen had no assistants left and right, so he was kicked over, and he, desperate for hope, began to welcome the raindrops of fists and feet.

  This Liang Wen is still careless, it is actually the worst thing to do with this kind of young people who are not serious about attacking, because any adult always has room for attacking, but Zhu Yong and the two of them are attacking everywhere.

"what…"

  …

  Boom...

  When there was an explosion in the direction of Liang Wen's mansion.

  Zhang Anshi was eating breakfast at a morning tea stall two streets away.

  He ordered four pastries, mainly because he was worried that the other three little brothers were hungry, so he could help them eat first to fill their stomachs.

  The owner of the tea stand...I didn't expect such a wealthy son to come, so he was naturally very attentive and greeted Zhang Anshi familiarly.

  Zhang Anshi also chatted with him casually.

   "I don't think the house on Xixie Street is too small. Which family does it belong to?"

   "That?" The owner of the tea stall showed a serious expression of taboo: "You can't ask indiscriminately, my lord. Be careful. Misfortunes come from the mouth, and disasters come from the mouth. Then..."

  He paused, and said in a low voice: "They are people from the Han Palace... Let me tell you, in this city of Nanjing, don't mess with them. They are very fierce. Whoever messes with them will surely die."

  Zhang Anshidao: "Are they more fierce than the second fiercest in the capital?"

   "What are the two evil men in the capital?" The owner of the tea stall said with a confused expression, "I have never heard of it. In short, all those who belong to the Han Palace must take a detour. If not, it is not impossible to destroy the family."

  Zhang Anshi's heart was half cold. It's no wonder that the business of the terminal showed signs of stagnation and expansion some time ago. It's still not famous enough.

   Just then, there was a loud explosion.

  Even two streets away, Zhang Anshi felt the ground tremble, and the tea table in front of him slammed loudly.

  Zhang Anshi's first reaction was that the ground collapsed.

  So without hesitation, he jumped under the table.

   But then he saw the flames in the distance, rising from two streets away, and everything became clear.

  This thing is so powerful?

  Although Zhang Anshi heard people say in later generations that according to this prescription, the effect is comparable to that of ‘Big Ivan’.

   But it’s just black powder after all, no matter what, in Zhang Anshi’s mind, it should probably be just an enhanced version of the power of a cannonball.

   Until this time, Zhang Anshi's face turned dark.

   Damn it!

  This is not a cannonball, this is a **** small grenade.

  Zhang Anshi almost fell to the ground.

   This is about to end.

  Then the next moment, he threw a banknote on the table impatiently, and then ran madly towards the fire.

  If something happens to his three brothers, it won't be fun, shit...

  Just after Zhang Anshi passed half a street, he found three teenagers at the end of the street.

  Looking vaguely at Zhu Yong and Zhang Fu, they dragged Qiu Song, who was still unwilling to leave, to the next street.

  Zhang Anshi stopped suddenly.

not dead?

  He breathed a long sigh of relief.

   It can be seen that such a dangerous thing must be used by professionals.

   Calculated, the father and grandfather of these three people have been in battle for a long time, and they must have been exposed to a lot of gunpowder. If they are rounded, they should be considered professionals.

  Zhang Anshi did not chase the three of them.

   Immediately afterwards, a second thought popped up.

   Fuck, this is too big.

  So, he turned his feet and ran towards his house without hesitation.

   Panting all the way, I finally returned to Zhang's house.

   Zhang San happened to come to meet him, and said in his mouth: "Young master, there was a bang just now, did you hear that? Oh, there is still a fire, young master, don't you want to see the excitement?"

  Zhang Anshi squeezed out a word between his teeth: "Get lost!"

  Afterwards, Zhang Anshi ran to Zhang's study in a hurry.

  Here in the study, Yang Shiqi and Deng Jian are sitting calmly.

   At the beginning, Yang Shiqi came to Zhang's house every day to give Zhang Anshi 'remedial lessons'. He felt a lot of pressure in his heart, but as time went by, he calmed down.

So be it.

   Isn't it just dawdling?

  Where is it not mixed.

  (end of this chapter)