Daming: The system rejected my request for salted fish

When Wei Wu left the south of the city, many Japanese pirates were rushing back to find out what had happened.

Fortunately, these people did not meet Wei Wu, otherwise they would also have received a gift from Wei Wu.

Time passed slowly, and Wei Wu had arrived at the central area of ​​Kumamoto Castle, but he still did not stop his act of sending warmth.

Wei Wu finally stopped until a mansion that looked quite luxurious appeared in front of him.

"This house is big enough. We'll need to throw dozens of Molotov cocktails at it. This should be where the daimyo lives!"

Wei Wu was not sure whether this was Daming Prefecture, mainly because he did not see any guards standing guard at the door.

After all, in Saga Castle, the targeted daimyo Inukai had guards protecting him at the gate.

But then he thought again, maybe the guards of Daming Mansion were sent out to arrest people. After all, the person who died was the Daming's own son.

While thinking in his mind, Wei Wu did not stop his hands and directly took out two bottles of industrial alcohol brand Molotov cocktails.

"Whether it's a daming mansion or not, this big house is still a good combustible material. It should be very satisfying to burn it."

He muttered something to himself, then lit the cloth scraps of two Molotov cocktails and threw them into the mansion with a wave of his arm.

boom!boom!

The sounds of two glass bottles breaking were heard, and flames could immediately be seen rising in the mansion.

At the same time, there were chaotic screams and roars from men and women, and it was obvious that the entire mansion was in panic.

But Wei Wu turned a deaf ear to it and completely filtered out the noise while not stopping the work in his hands.

He continued to deliver warmth as he walked along the wall of the mansion, delivering it about every five meters.

It went smoothly at the beginning. It was fun and easy to throw the balls, but after I had thrown only a dozen or so, the people inside noticed it.

And when someone was sent out, Wei Wu just happened to have lost one, which was like giving him warmth in front of others.

A group of more than a dozen people watched Wei Wuchao throw Molotov cocktails into his mansion and started cursing on the spot.

"idiot!!"

"Xine! Xine!"

“￥*&@%!”

A dozen people roared and cursed, then raised their weapons high and rushed towards him ferociously.

Wei Wu could not understand much. After all, there were no women among these Japanese pirates, so he could only understand a limited number of words.

But it is enough to know roughly what they are saying, and let alone a few words, the Japanese pirates' just breathing is enough to sentence them to death.

Therefore, when the Japanese pirates were rushing towards him, Wei Wu was also prepared to send them to hell.

But this time he didn't pull out his gun. He felt it was a bit boring to always use guns to solve problems.

Moreover, he is now the warm messenger of the Ming Dynasty, dedicated to bringing warmth to the Japanese pirates. Killing people with a gun is too cruel.

Looking at the Japanese pirates rushing towards him, Wei Wu smiled and immediately had another Molotov cocktail in his hand.

"I feel your enthusiasm. In return, let me give you some warmth!"

Seeing that the Japanese pirates were less than ten meters away, Wei Wu threw the lit Molotov cocktail in his hand with one hand.

Now the Japanese pirates were all confused. They had just seen that Wei Wu had nothing in his hands, so they dared to rush over.

If Wei Wu still had the incendiary weapon in his hand at that time, these people would never dare to get so close.

But just when they were confidently preparing to kill Wei Wu and grab the credit, no one expected this situation to occur.

Looking at the Molotov cocktail drawing a parabola in the air, the Japanese pirates were so scared that they turned around and tried to escape.

However, they used all their strength when they rushed over, so even if they wanted to escape now, they couldn't stop immediately.

All of a sudden, the Japanese pirates who rushed over collided with each other, and at that moment the Molotov cocktail also fell to the ground.