Chapter 1282 (2/2)

This makes he Feng a little indistinguishable.

But fortunately, it doesn't hurt. There's no other reason. He Feng has already prepared a screening means, a gas that can make people temporarily lose consciousness. It's not high technology, just some carbon dioxide. He Feng wants to use that B or something, but tolerance and playability are sensitive words, which are difficult to get.

Carbon dioxide is good, so he Feng chose this. Looking at the gradually advancing crowd, he Feng sneered and waved his hand. Behind him, countless practitioners turned into human cannons, holding an atmospheric tank, similar to an oxygen tank, he threw it directly into the distant crowd without unscrewing it.

How far can you throw?

Is that still a matter?

No matter how poor the cultivator's strength is, he still has some strength. It's no problem to throw this thing for more than ten miles!

As a result, the blue cans were flying all over the sky. With a bang, one jar fell into the crowd. Because the row was scattered, it didn't hit people. However, the huge impact also made the jar explode and the colorless and invisible gas dispersed. Suddenly, the concentration of carbon dioxide in the air was higher than one level.

At the same time, more cans are falling like raindrops. Well, it takes time for the quantum cannon to launch, but it doesn't need to throw the cans. A cultivator swings his arm round and can throw at least 20 or 30 cans in a minute, while the number of cultivators on He Feng's side is not large, but about 10000 people. In this minute, 200000 or 300000 cans can be thrown!

Where did the carbon dioxide tank come from?

Well, he Feng urgently ran back to the secular world, went to several warehouses and took it. If you want to say that this thing was originally because the concentration of carbon dioxide in the air was too high, it was specially absorbed and stored, and was ready to be sealed and sunk into the deep sea with cement. He Feng carried forward the spirit of humanitarian assistance and took the initiative to replace this department and deal with it.

What a noble and great spirit.

Without even spending money, dozens of cans were brought in, and the concentration of carbon dioxide contained in this jar was 100 kg. All of them added up to tens of thousands of tons. Suddenly, hundreds of thousands of cans were thrown across, not to mention the gas inside, just the cans falling like raindrops.

Hundreds of ordinary people were killed.

Some of his arms and legs were smashed off, lying on the ground wailing. The voice was very tragic. He Feng was sad. He Feng wanted to peel off Zhuge's old man's skin and chop his bones. You see if he had a conscience. All this was because of his sins

”Hehe, just this thing, still want to stop us?” ZHUGE said with a sneer.