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"Master, hide quickly!"

The three people instinctively sensed danger and subconsciously pulled Chen Muyu away.

With the reaction speed of the Void Refining Realm, unless there is no movement there, otherwise, if you want to hit him with a cannonball, that would be a fantasy.

"Huh?"

The three of them had just arrived at Chen Muyu's side. Before they could take action, they found that the feeling of danger suddenly disappeared.

Looking left and right, the shell did not hit the ground.

strangeness!

Was it just an illusion?

…

At this time, on the left hand peak, several disciples had just fired a shot in the direction of Leigong Waterfall. Zhou Jianhuo stood on a big rock, looking out with a telescope, waiting to hear the sound.

But after waiting for a long time, not to mention the imaginary explosion, there was not even a spark.

"Squib?"

Zhou Jianhuo's face trembled slightly. He made this equipment himself. He is a firearms fan. He couldn't help but study and tinker with it himself. Although this mortar is from Xibei, he has already tested it. , no worse than the real thing.

How come the first shot fired a dumb cannon?

Several disciples also looked confused.

If the operation is correct and the cannon fires, it means it is not their problem. If it is not their problem, there is something wrong with the cannon.

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But they dare not say this.

"Come again!"

Zhou Jianhuo shouted with an iron face.

Several disciples did not dare to disobey and quickly adjusted the position of the cannon muzzle and loaded the cannonballs.

"boom!"

Another cannon blasted out.

Waited for a long time.

Still no sound!

It’s so evil!

Zhou Jianhuo's face turned as red as a pig's liver. He knew the quality of the things he made. He could accept one being mute, but it was unreasonable to have two mutes in a row.

"Come again!"

Zhou Jianhuo shouted again.

"Bang!"

Another cannonball passed through a beautiful arc and went straight to Leigong Waterfall without leaning to either side.

This time, won’t it explode?

Zhou Jianhuo held a telescope and tracked the trajectory of the cannonball.

There were several people standing on the cliff of Leigong Waterfall, led by a young man who looked to be in his twenties.

The trajectory and impact point of the cannonball were right next to those people.

I don't believe you were so lucky to encounter three duds in a row.

Zhou Jianhuo snorted in his heart, but soon the expression on his face froze. The cannonball flew about fifty meters away from the Thunder God Waterfall and suddenly disappeared.

It didn’t explode again!

Why did it suddenly disappear? This makes no sense!

While he was stunned, Zhou Jianhuo saw the young man on the edge of the cliff smiling and waving to the lens of his telescope, with a meaningful smile on his face.

Zhou Jianhuo was shocked.

He quickly put away the telescope.

Looking at Leigong Waterfall, the look in his eyes made him lingering.

"Hit me and shoot out all the shells!"

Zhou Jianhuo became angry and roared at his disciples.

The disciples were so frightened that they were sweating profusely. They quickly corrected the angle and continued to load the shells.

Boom, boom, boom...

The cannonballs shot one after another straight towards Leigong Waterfall.

However, none of them exploded.

Zhou Jianhuo was a little doubtful about his life. What went wrong and why none of the so many shells exploded.

He had just made a special inspection and found that there was nothing wrong with the cannonball. It could explode in other places, but it just misfired when it hit the Thunder God Waterfall.

This is so damn evil.

"Master, there are no more shells!"

The disciple reported to him.

Zhou Jianhuo wiped the sweat from his forehead and felt a little bit of fear. He felt a little calmer as the mountain peak blew past him, and a chill ran down his back.

Just at this time, a disciple came to Left Hand Peak and said that the senior brother had summoned him. Zhou Jianhuo borrowed the donkey from down the slope and hurriedly called for the disciples to evacuate.

…

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Lei Gong Waterfall!

Gong Daquan and the other three stood next to Chen Muyu, the sweat on their faces had dried.

Can you imagine the feeling of shells being fired at you one after another?

Even if you know clearly that it can't blow you up, you can still be afraid of it involuntarily.

On the contrary, Chen Muyu was much more calm because he had everything under control.

As soon as the cannonball was fired, it was already locked by Chen Muyu's waste system before it hit the ground, and was directly recycled by the system.

This thing is an ownerless thing after being typed, and it belongs to whoever picks it up. Although the recycling price given by the system is very low, 50 wealth is worth one piece, but no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat.

After all this hard work, I finally made a profit of 1,800 yuan.

This old mountain can actually use such firearms, and it is used in broad daylight. It is really lawless.

Fortunately, I had some internal support in Ge Laoshan, otherwise, I'm afraid they would really have tricked me.

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"Haha, Brother Mei, does Lao Pengtou know that we are coming and fire a cannon to welcome us?"

"I counted, no more, no less, 20 gun salutes, which is second only to the courtesy of a head of state in the world!"

Not long after the cannon fire stopped, voices came from the woods next to the waterfall.

A young man and two old men came out of the woods.

Judging from the young man's clothes, he must be a disciple of Ge Laoshan, and his clothes also have Ge Laoshan's logo printed on them.

The two old men both looked to be in their seventies or eighties. The one on the left was slightly stooped, with a cigarette pole hanging from his waist and a hiking pole in his hand. He was smiling and had a kind face.

The one on the right has a monkey standing on his shoulder. He is tall and thin, with a shallow scar on his face, from his forehead to his right cheek. Although he is smiling, he looks a bit more ferocious.

Chen Muyu immediately scanned the system and obtained simple information, revealing their identities.

How can Liuyun Mountain be Kun, and Mei Renjie can be found in Taihang Mountain.

They are the ones waiting.

When Chen Muyu saw these two people, they also discovered Chen Muyu's group of people, and the two groups of people confronted each other across the waterfall.

"Hey, isn't this Mengdingshan Brother Lu and Brother Gong of Nanyun? Why, you were also invited by Old Pengtou to come here to help him look after his house?"

After a brief confrontation, He Yikun walked over with a smile, as if he knew Gong Daquan and the others.

While talking, he also took out a pack of cigarettes and handed them to Gong Daquan and the others.

This look really looked like a fool, as if he really didn't know that Gong Daquan and the others were their opponents on this trip.

"It turns out to be Brother He. We haven't seen each other for several years, right? I didn't expect to meet here!" Several people looked at each other, and Lu Wanli took the cigarette. It was like meeting old friends, smiling, " Are you also here to help Old Man Peng fight?"

As he said that, he pretended to look at the person behind He Yikun and said, "Hey, isn't this Brother Mei from Taihang Mountain?"

Mei Renjie was not a good person. He was once wanted by the Wushu Association. He didn't have many friends and was withdrawn, so Lu Wanli and the others only knew each other, but were not familiar with each other.