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.