Gourmet Girl: Becoming a Royal Merchant Started from Selling Buns

The sticky kerosene instantly soaked Su An's body, and a pungent smell filled the air.

But what shocked Su An even more was that the kerosene spilled onto many people, and the counter and floor were splashed everywhere.

If a fire were to start, most of the people in the crowded shop would surely be killed or injured!

The whole family watched this scene and cried out in horror.

"Sister, run, run!" Su Jiang wanted to rush forward desperately, but was kicked to the ground by the guard and could not get up for a long time.

Su Ting's eyes were red, and he struggled madly. Su Yue opened her mouth and bit the guard's hand fiercely, crying and whimpering Su An's name.

They were escorted by the guards to a distant place and were temporarily safe, but Su An was in the center of the kerosene and could not hide at all, which made them very angry.

Seeing that he couldn't get out, Su An turned around and shouted at the crowd anxiously: "Wake up! Open your eyes and look, this damn messenger has gone crazy and spilled kerosene everywhere!"

"He doesn't just want to burn me to death, he wants to burn the entire shop down. Everyone will be buried in the sea of ​​fire!"

If everyone could turn against each other and fight He Cheng together, it would be easy.

But she underestimated it. Everyone who had come to this point had become blinded by greed and only wanted to eliminate this witch. How could they believe her?

"The messenger is here to rid Fuyou County of this evil. Don't try to delay us by spreading rumors!"

"Everyone, quickly stop the King of Zhenbei. We can't let him rescue the witch! Sir Envoy, quickly execute her and return peace to our Fuyou County!"

Fu Zhun was sitting in a wheelchair. When he heard the commotion inside and Su An's shouts, his stern face twisted slightly.

"Stop showing mercy and clear the way!" he shouted angrily at the sword guard.

The sword guards had held back before and had no intention of actually killing the civilians, but the crowd saw this and, taking advantage of the fact that they didn't dare to actually kill them, they rushed forward one after another and stopped the sword guards.

Upon hearing Fu Zhun's order, Jian Yi quickly took the lead in advising, "Your Highness, the consequences of harming the people are disastrous. You absolutely cannot do that!"

"Why not break their arms and legs first, and then slowly approach them!"

Fu Zhun knew this, but his dark eyes grew redder and darker as he asked, "Why, you dare to disobey me now?"

"If anything happens to Su An because of your soft-heartedness, I will hold you accountable!"

His voice was so cold that it made the air around him tremble slightly.

"But Your Majesty—!"

"Since your status as a prince is inconvenient, then we will clear the way!"

Just as the sword guards were looking at each other, suddenly another group of people came shouting from the street.

Each of them used pots and pans as weapons, some were dressed in rags, some looked determined and indignant.

"Miss Su An is a good person. She has rescued countless disaster victims. Most of us are able to survive because of her! She is our living Bodhisattva, she is definitely not a witch!"

"That's right! Our lives were saved by Miss Su An. Now that she's in trouble, how can we just sit back and watch! Let's all rush together and rescue Miss Su An!"

The crowd roared, and this scene made Jian Yi's pupils shrink. "This, Your Majesty, they are all victims of the disaster!"

At this moment, they twisted themselves into a hemp rope with sharp blades, and rushed into the shop with deafening shouts.

Fu Zhun frowned, suppressed the murderous intent in his chest, and ordered the sword guards, "Put away your weapons and clear the way with them!"

Originally, the number of sword guards was small, and they could not really kill the civilians, so they could only be restrained by the number of people on the opposite side.

But now, countless disaster victims have arrived and are fighting with the people in the shop. Some even grab people and drag them out to beat them up. It has become much easier to clear the way.

"What a bunch of troublesome things!" He Cheng was shocked and angry when he saw the situation suddenly change.

He originally wanted to take this opportunity to get rid of Su An, and at the same time make Fu Zhun bear the blood crime of slaughtering the people, killing two birds with one stone, but now the disaster victims have ruined his plan!

He was filled with resentment and desperately needed an outlet to vent his anger, so he immediately fixed his vicious gaze on Su An, as if he wanted to eat her alive.

"They..." Su An watched the victims struggling to approach her and shouting her name. She felt a little nervous for a moment and even wanted to laugh.

It turned out that her good deed was also responded to.

But before he could feel moved, he heard He Cheng's gnashing teeth: "Humph! In that case, I will burn you to death first to avenge Xiao An!"

His voice was distorted with anger. He raised the torch high in his hand without knowing when. The dancing flames reflected the ferocity in his eyes.

Su An's face turned pale immediately, "Stop it, you psychopath!"

At this extremely critical moment, Fu Zhun's gaze was like an eagle, piercing through the already dispersed crowd and locking onto this scene.

"Su'an!"

The veins on his forehead throbbed, and he suddenly stood up from the wheelchair. His muscles tensed, and he flew up and headed straight into the store.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden situation and for a moment they even forgot about the fight.

"what happened……?"

They only felt a flash before their eyes, and a black shadow passed over their heads.

Fu Zhun pursed his lips tightly, and his figure rose and fell sharply in the air, and in the blink of an eye he arrived in front of Su An.

He Cheng's eyes widened in shock. Realizing something was wrong, he immediately wanted to throw the torch at Su An. "Since the prince is determined to protect the witch, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

But before he could finish his words, Fu Zhun was even faster. He grabbed Su An's waist and at the same time kicked out with a flying kick. The kick was like a sledgehammer and hit He Cheng's chest hard. With this force, he pushed Su An back several feet.

"puff!"

Although He Cheng was prepared and drew his sword in time to stab Fu Zhun, he was kicked and sent flying backwards, with blood spurting out of his mouth.

The torch in his hand also slipped out of his hand and fell into a corner. The flame flickered a few times and finally went out.

Su An's face was filled with shock, his heart pounding as if it was about to burst through his chest.

She looked up at Fu Zhun in confusion, "Fu, Fu Zhun? Are you okay?"

Fu Zhun in front of him had an upright posture, his brows were cold and murderous, but his face was visibly pale.

"without…"

Before he could finish the word "thing", Fu Zhun took a deep breath and fell to the side.

Su An's mind flashed with He Cheng's sword strike just now. He supported him and looked over in panic. Sure enough, he saw that He Cheng was hit by a sword in the calf, with blood and flesh dripping all over. It was a shocking sight.

damn it!

"Hold on, hold on! You're bleeding too much, I have to help you stop the bleeding first!" Su An tore off a corner of his clothes with trembling hands, and his movements seemed flustered because of his anxiety.

"My leg wasn't healed to begin with, and this bastard stabbed me on purpose!"

Su An's eyes were red as she cursed, her voice almost crying: "He should be cut into pieces!"