Chapter 296 (1/2)
The fire was set by Shen Guangfang. He was afraid of being extinguished by the rain. To be cautious, oil was sent before the fire, and then a small mechanism was set up to ignite here.
As soon as the flame burned, it spread, and then those combustible combustibles were ignited. At this time, the fire had become big.
The hot heat and the intermittent drizzle evaporated before they fell.
The skyrocketing flame is particularly eye-catching in the rainy night. The red flame shines far away. When others find it, the fire here has begun to be uncontrollable.
The fire-fighting tools here are very primitive. They all put out the fire with buckets. There are also water pumps. It takes time to transport them to put out the fire. Wooden buckets can't play any role here.
When many people came here, they could only take a bucket, run out, draw water from a nearby well and pour it into the fire - although it was futile, none of the firefighters stopped.
They already know whose house this is. They don't put out the fire. If they don't show it again, they will be easily affected.
Ernest's son is not a kind guy!
When you are busy.
A glimmer appeared in a corner outside the manor, and then a square array appeared out of thin air.
Brush! A man appeared on the square out of thin air.
Diju [dimensional array · Shangri La] is a spatial Diju!
The visitor is the user of the imperial ware.
Although his appearance was not silent, no one found him because he appeared in the corner and the people around him were attracted by the fire.
He came out and looked at the burning semi abandoned manor. The whole man clenched his fist angrily.
The fire is too big. Before it gets close, it feels hot, the surrounding temperature rises, and the sparse raindrops can't be felt here.
There is a burning smell in the air. Driven by the wind, it wants to spread around.
With this diffusion, there are micro invisible dust particles.
”Creak!” He clenched his fists.
On his forehead, there were blue tendons, and the whole person was very angry! The muscles on the body could not be controlled, so they trembled.
In the manor, however, his painstaking efforts to gather up his men and private forces have not done anything yet, so he has lost it all at once.
He was distressed and angry. He was angry at the guy who set the fire, and at the same time, he was angry that these men were so useless. At this time, no one survived!
”Waste!” The man couldn't help swearing.
Just then, someone found him and ran out.
Kung Fu is not big. A leader in guard clothes hurriedly ran over.
”Lord Sheila!”
The man shouted respectfully, and then saluted respectfully. The process was orderly without any pleasure.
This made Sheila feel a little better.
However, when the hot air blew over, Sheila looked ugly again: ”when did you find the fire?”
”Half an hour ago, my Lord.” The man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked at the bad Sheila quietly.
The adult looked up at his proud head and didn't even mean to look at him, but the whole person exuded a sense of killing.
This killing intention made his soul tremble. The whole person was scared and bowed his head again. He wanted to bury his head in his crotch.
”Then why didn't you put it out?”
Sheila did not look at the man's meaning, and continued the cold criticism without the slightest emotion, which scared the man out of the world.
”Er, my Lord, when I found it, the fire was already big, and my brothers couldn't put out the fire.”
The man trembled and tried his best to organize the language. After saying this, he felt a layer of sweat on his body.
”Did you find someone? The people inside! ” Sheila asked again, and the chill was even worse.
”No, what's inside hasn't come out yet, my Lord!” The man lowered his head and showed his inferiority. Even so, he still felt the cold of his body.
Somehow, this person feels that the situation is getting worse and worse!
Illusion! It must be an illusion!
The man tried to calm himself down.
”Where's the killer? ”Did you find it?” Sheila asked again.
The tone quietly calmed down, but it made people feel more depressed.
”No, no, my Lord!” The little guard leader began to stammer.
”Neither! No! What do you want? ” Sheila finally stared at the little head with her smelly face!