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Chapter 10: Craftsman Makes Bronze Cannon
Xu Yuan had already run more than ten miles away when he was inexplicably "caught" back.

The Saint Lady was very proud: "You killed our people and you still want to escape? It's not that easy!"

The muzzle of the gun turned and aimed at Xu Yuan.

"I ask the questions, you answer them. Tell me a lie, and I'll shatter you to pieces."

Xu Yuan still didn't say anything. The Saint Lady had already started the interrogation. This kid was already a fish on the chopping board.

"Where's Junebug?"

Xu Yuan looked around and saw that the accountant Liu was chained all over and looked dejected. It was obvious that he could not be relied upon.

Except for him, everyone around him is from the other side.

This altar - fortunately it is just an altar, there are no other restrictions, so it won’t trap me.

Seeing that this boy was still pretending to be deaf and dumb, the Saint Lady laughed angrily and said, "Do you think I'm afraid to kill you?"

The bronze cannon on top of the sedan chair shone brightly red! Kill this kid! The maid captured his soul and refined it into a ghost soldier, answering whatever he asked.

Zhao Yong and his companions' faces changed drastically, and they hurriedly retreated several feet away.

The cannons made by the bronzesmiths in the association can fire several types of shells, including shrapnel shells and solid shells.

Normally, when dealing with a single person, solid bullets should be used, but if they are shrapnel bullets, they will also suffer if they are too close.

Xu Yuan turned around and rushed into Mr. Qiao's study.

But as soon as he moved, the craftsman-made cannon would rotate its barrel and automatically track the target.

Xu Yuan ignored him completely. After entering the study, he turned around several times and went out through a small door in the side yard.

Only the people in the inn know about this small door.

The red light from the bronzesmith making the cannon grew brighter and brighter, but the cannonball never fired.

The cannon's belly bulged, and someone shouted, "Oh no! It's going to explode!"

The Saint Lady had already realized that something was wrong, and with a crash, she flew over the broken back panel of the sedan chair and rushed towards the courtyard gate.

Zhao Yong and others were even more frightened. Some jumped over the wall, some crawled through the door, and all fled out of the yard as quickly as possible.

The accountant Liu, who was trapped by the iron chain, opened his eyes wide and jumped vigorously...

boom!
The bronzesmith made a cannon and it exploded.

The side yard looked like it was ravaged by a storm, and the bamboo, plum blossoms, and flowers were instantly shattered!
The rockery rocks were blown up, and seven or eight of them flew more than ten feet away and hit the street outside.

The courtyard wall collapsed neatly, the doors and windows on the front of the study were broken, and the walls were riddled with holes.

The sedan was torn into pieces, and a huge hole half a person deep appeared on the ground!
Accountant Liu was blown away. A huge tile-shaped piece of gun barrel fragment nailed him to a wall that had not collapsed. His eyes were wide open and he was dead.

Outside the courtyard, there were a few sawdust stuck in the Saint Lady's hair. How could she have ever been so miserable?
She was furious: "Chase him! I want him dead!"

Zhao Yong and others immediately rushed out like wild beasts.

"When did this brat do anything?" the Saint Lady asked angrily.

The maidservant lowered her head behind her, guessing it was last night.

But how could that guy have the ability to tamper with such a craftsman's creation?
Even if he really ate the June bug, he is just a life cultivator. Different fields are like different worlds. Let alone tampering with it, he can't even understand the principles of craftsmanship and creation.

Xu Yuan was originally just hiding in the sedan chair and had no intention of doing anything.

However, seeing that the owner of the ghost soldiers was in the front yard, he made some "modifications" to the sedan chair in order to be prepared for any eventuality.

When they started working, Xu Yuan discovered that the craftsman who built the sedan was far inferior to his stepmother's.

The stepmother gave him instructions every day. Although Xu Yuan was not a craftsman, he was very familiar with the tricks of craftsmanship.

"This thing looks fancy, but it's actually nothing special, just an embroidered pillow."

So it was easy to do something wrong. Xu Yuan didn't hear the Saint Lady's threats to the accountant Liu.

Can anything that can be purchased by Beidu Shenji Camp be bad?
Zhao Yong and his men were very familiar with the town, and Xu Yuan was caught up before he could run far.

Xu Yuan circled around in the alley, but was unable to get away.

Zhao Yong was also anxious. The Saint Lady had made such a fool of herself. If he couldn't catch Xu Yuan quickly, he was afraid that she would be angry with him later.

He carefully observed Xu Yuan's route, stepped on the wall and jumped onto the roof next to him.

The martial artist is extremely agile.

He ran across the roof like the wind, crossed two courtyards, and then jumped like a roc, landing accurately in front of Xu Yuan.

This is a narrow alley, and there are two people chasing behind.

Zhao Yong stood up, quite imposing: "You can't run away."

Xu Yuan saw Zhao Yong standing in front of him, but he showed no intention of slowing down. Zhao Yong smiled coldly, shook his arms, and his sleeves shattered with a snap. His arms had become thicker than Xu Yuan's thighs!
Xu Yuan suddenly opened his mouth: Pu!

The pill flashed with gold and silver and flew towards Zhao Yong at a rapid speed.

Zhao Yong was a little surprised: "Dan Xiu?" Then he sneered: "Not up to par."

He took a step forward, extended his palm towards the pill, exhaled and said: "Hey——"

He actually grabbed the pill in his hand, which was enough to break a tree as thick as a bowl!

The pill spun rapidly in his hand. Zhao Yong squeezed it hard, making a squeaking sound and a puff of white smoke rose from his palm.

Then, Zhao Yong spread out his palm, and the pill was already in his hand.

There were clear palm prints left on the pill!
"Accept your fate." Zhao Yong said coldly.

But he saw a strange smile on Xu Yuan's lips.

Xu Yuan had already rushed in front of him, and Zhao Yong grabbed him, almost certain to catch him. Zhao Yong had already made up his mind: if he caught him, he would first crush the boy's collarbones and teach him a lesson.

But when the big hand was half stretched out, the arm fell down weakly. Zhao Yong suddenly felt that his vitality was rapidly draining away!

Xu Yuan rushed past Zhao Yong, his body bumped into Zhao Yong's arm, and Zhao Yong fell to the ground with a bang.

"Commercial law, money to buy life..." Zhao Yong took his last breath and figured it out.

"Boss!" The two people chasing Xu Yuan were shocked and threw themselves on Zhao Yong's body, shaking and calling out.

Why are we still chasing? The boss has been killed, and we will die if we catch up.

Thus, a love story between master and servant unfolded in the alley.

Xu Yuan was like an agile and nimble leopard, moving and turning through the streets and alleys, breaking out of the town and quickly rushing into Guiwu Mountain.

When the Saint Lady and her entourage arrived, Xu Yuan had already disappeared.

The Saint Lady's face turned ashen with anger. The maid bravely went to check Zhao Yong's body, took out the pill, and presented it to the Saint Lady: "Money to buy your life."

"It should have been found on Huang Wanliang's body and refined using his alchemy method."

"Zhao Yong was not careful for a moment and fell into his trap."

The Saint Lady pinched the pill with her fingers, flattening it like dough: "It's of a low standard!"

The people in Zhao's Fur Shop were obviously stunned. You know, that kid is only at this level. They will catch up with him no matter what, to be loyal to the Saint Lady and to avenge their boss!

The Saint Lady cursed in her heart: What a fool, and he brought up a bunch of cowards!
She glanced at the few people with a cold gaze, and had already labeled them as "bait" in her mind.

"Wu Haishan!" the Saint Lady called out, "You're also an alchemy practitioner. Do you have any way of catching him?"

(End of this chapter)