Datang: My bedroom is the same as Changle's boudoir

Mo Wuhen took out the binoculars to check the distance visually.

It turned out that the distance between Mo Wuhen and their party was still a little far away.

However, Mo Wuhen had no choice but to hope that the range of peppers was large enough.

Mo Wuhen got up from the roof and stretched his waist.

Originally, doing bad things shouldn't be so rampant, but it may be because of tonight's party that there is no night watchman around Cui's house.

After all, this is an aristocratic family, night watchmen, ghosts and ghosts, so stay away from here, so as not to be troubled by the aristocratic family.

Mo Wuhen warmed up, and then his muscles tensed up, and he threw all his strength.

Originally, Mo Wuhen thought that the pepper could not be thrown too far, but it turned out.

Unexpectedly, Mo Wuhen underestimated his strength a little bit, and threw the fiery hot pepper directly not far from the door of the room where everyone was partying.

Mo Wuhen felt that if he participated in a shot put and discus competition, he should be able to get a good result.

When Mo Wuhen saw that the pepper was in place, he immediately got down and took out the Barrett sniper rifle he had exchanged for from the system mall from the system space.

A small sniper rifle is really expensive, and it cost Mo Wuhen 20 resentment points.

After adding various accessories and bullets, the cost is almost 30.

This made Mo Wuhen more determined that he must go abroad in the future to buy hot weapons in countries that sell arms.

After all, going to those countries is just spending money, and Mo Wuhen is the least short of money now.

He can bring back a bunch of rare treasures from Tang Dynasty casually, as long as someone buys them, Mo Wuhen is not afraid that he will have no money to spend.

As for why Mo Wuhen wanted to change to a Barrett sniper rifle, one is that Mo Wuhen feels handsome, and the other is that Mo Wuhen intends to prevent people from running out, lest the people who run out shout and attract the night watchmen. Come.

Mo Wuhen believed that as long as the delay was longer, the Cui Mansion would suffer heavy casualties.

Mo Wuhen took a deep breath, mounted the gun, aimed at the door, and waited quietly for the first lucky person who died under his gun.

???

"Why hasn't it exploded yet?"

Mo Wuhen had been holding the gun for about 2 minutes, but the bomb still hadn't exploded, which made Mo Wuhen a little confused.

"It shouldn't be, logically speaking, the chili pepper bomb should have exploded now, and there should be painful groans coming from inside!"

"System, are you a fake?"

[within...]
[Did you forget this to light the fuse? ]
The system couldn't see it anymore, so it reminded her that she wouldn't take the blame.

"Ok?"

Mo Wuhen used the magnification scope of the sniper rifle to look at the pepper's position, and found that the fiery pepper was indeed lying quietly on the ground.

There was indeed a fuse on it that didn't ignite.

. . . . . .

(●─●)
"Small problem, I just set up a demonstration to see how strong I am."

Of course Mo Wuhen didn't want to say that he was wrong, so he insisted.

"Is there a chain reaction to this?"

[A chain explosion will occur within one meter, and the effect will also multiply. ]
Hearing that Mo Wuhen finally had a question that was within her business scope, the system answered immediately.

Mo Wuhen originally wanted to teach the Cui family a lesson.

But under Mo Wuhen's oolong operation, the Cui family is blessed.

He will be baptized with two fiery peppers, which makes Mo Wuhen feel a little envious.

Mo Wuhen stood up, with his left hand straight forward, and the fiery hot pepper on his right hand was raised above his head, with one eye open and the other closed.

Aim at the place where the pepper was before, and throw it there.

[ignite!ignite! ]
The system sound sounded again.

Only then did Mo Wuhen realize that he seemed to have forgotten to light the fuse again.

"You should make it a remote control. To be honest, it's quite backward. I don't like it."

[(╯‵ ′)╯︵┴─┴]
[You..., hum! ]
The system was so overwhelmed by Mo Wuhen that he didn't know what to say, and with a "hum", he pretended to be dead.

Mo Wuhen took out the lighter and lit the fuse on the pepper.

Hearing the "Zi La" sound of the lead wire, Mo Wuhen also felt a little urgent, for fear that if he threw it too slowly, the chili would blow himself up.

Aim quickly and throw hard.

"Yes!"

The pepper hit the bull's-eye, directly hitting the pepper just now.

Mo Wuhen got down on the ground again and set up the gun, muttering in his mouth.

"Well then, welcome to hell!"