HPDBC Chapter 63 Great Yu's Death Warriors; Black Gunpowder Workshop's Detonation!
Chapter 63 Great Yu's Death Warriors; Black Gunpowder Workshop's Detonation!
As the words fell, the entire black gunpowder workshop fell into a deathly silence.
Wei Zhi's fists clenched, and his gaze had mentally dismembered Zhang Lan countless times.
Some people, on the surface, might be officials of the Ministry of Revenue in the Great Jing, but in reality, they were nothing but beasts!!
They used the lives of innocent people on Dongzhi Street to force them into submission, which was worse than animals!
Gu Lan, on the roof, frowned upon hearing this, a chill surging in his heart.
"Zhang Lan, don't do anything foolish!"
Sima Qin saw the open flame in his hand, ready to sacrifice hundreds of innocent lives at any moment, making him nervous.
"If you commit suicide here, I will spare the people on this street!"
Zhang Lan had him cornered, a sinister smile on his face, speaking word by word. "No room for maneuver anymore?" Sima Qin sighed, looking at him.
"No!" Zhang Lan grinned, "After tonight, no matter what, I must escape... If it weren't for you, how could I end up like this?!"
Originally, he just wanted to cover his tracks. However, since Sima Qin had found out, he had to kill and silence everyone, venting his anger at his imminent escape!
As the words fell, Sima Qin was helpless. Facing an inevitable death, he did not show nervousness, nor did he show fear like Wei Zhi beside him.
He remained calm, even though there was a hint of regret in his aging eyes, as if he had some unfinished mission!
"Wei Zhi, give me the knife."
"No! Prime Minister!" Wei Zhi quickly stepped back a few steps, his eyes turning red. "I'll take you out. I don't believe this scum really dares to ignite the gunpowder!"
"Ignite the gunpowder, and he'll die too!"
Hearing this, Zhang Lan was stunned. He was indeed reluctant to use the desperate trick of mutual destruction unless absolutely necessary.
But at this moment, Zhang Lan maintained his fierce appearance.
"You can try it. See if our Prime Minister dares to gamble with the lives of the people on this street!"
"I'll give you only ten counts. When it reaches zero, the gunpowder will explode!"
"Ten! Nine! Eight..."
Listening to his countdown, Wei Zhi nearly bit his teeth into pieces!
People knew too well about Great Chancellor Sima's weakness. With this statement, the outcome of the matter would undoubtedly be irreversible!
In despair, Wei Zhi looked at the position of the iron gate where they had entered...
He wished that the soldiers outside would rush in at this moment.
He hoped that a higher-ranking expert would come to rescue them, and he hoped that this barrier would shatter!
Unfortunately...
It didn't happen. At this quiet night, no one would notice the dark and sinister events transpiring in this small workshop!
"Three more counts. Hurry up and decide; my patience is limited!" Zhang Lan urged.
"Heh... Since it has come to this, let me walk in front of the Prime Minister." Wei Zhi laughed bitterly, raising his sword to his neck.
Just as he was about to take action...
However.
At this moment, his gaze inadvertently glanced forward.
But suddenly, he noticed a figure behind Zhang Lan! The person was dressed in night clothes, the face invisible. Only a pair of eyes were faintly visible, clear as... the cold light of the long sword in their hand!
Phew!
In the next moment, Gu Lan leaned over and blew out the fire in Zhang Lan's hand.
Wei Zhi: !!!
Zhang Lan: ???
Damn, extinguished?
Zhang Lan thought it was the wind and hurriedly tried to light it again...
It was indeed a blessing for the Great Jing!
...
"Ten! Nine! Eight! Seven..."
Gu Lan recited word by word, as if it were the voice of Yama calling for souls!
Feeling the cold light around his neck, in the fear of desperation, a hint of determination suddenly appeared in Zhang Lan's eyes!
"Darn! No matter how I choose, I'm going to die. I might as well let my family live!"
His face twisted, and he now understood Gu Lan's intentions.
Gu Lan came to kill!
The moment the Primordial Sword was placed on his neck, no matter how he chose, the outcome was death... the only difference was who would be the one to kill him!
However.
At this moment!
"Bang"!
The head rolled off before the words even landed!
Gu Lan's sword aura disappeared in an instant!
The action was so decisive that the deceased Zhang Lan hadn't even reacted!
Wei Zhi hadn't seen clearly, but blood had already spurted three feet high...
Sima Qin, a mere civil servant, had never seen such a terrifying scene. He endured for a long time before managing not to vomit.
But.
The matter was not over yet!
Gu Lan's spiritual sense had been paying attention to the artisans in the workshop, those wielding fire tongs.
After Zhang Lan's death, most of them didn't escape. Instead, they rushed towards Sima Qin, attempting to take someone down with them!
They were suicide soldiers... Gu Lan didn't use the Primordial Sword. Sword qi shot out like silver balls, and the hearts of those approaching Sima Qin were instantly pierced!
Thump thump!
One by one, bodies fell to the ground, and the black gunpowder workshop was soon soaked in blood.
After a while.
The black gunpowder workshop quieted down.
It seemed...
like everything had settled?
Wei Zhi let out a sigh of relief.
His face had just relaxed into a smile, ready to go over and greet Gu Lan and express his gratitude...
However.
At this moment!
A pungent smell of gunpowder rose into the sky behind this workshop!
"What, what's that smell?"
Wei Zhi's steps halted, his mind blank!
Sima Qin was the first to react. Frowning, he shouted to Gu Lan, "Not good! Young hero, it's those suicide soldiers! They seem to have ingested something. After death, their bodies can spontaneously combust into wandering corpse fire! The black gunpowder workshop is going to explode!"
At these words!
Gu Lan was equally shocked!
Turning his eyes.
The wandering corpse fires around were flying, and the violent and terrifying fire behind the house had already reflected in his eyes, rapidly devouring the world before him...