Daqin: Qin Shihuang Visited The Stalls At the Start

"People are outside!"

"Catch him quickly, don't let him run away!"

Obviously, Su Yu's move to close the door has exposed his position.

However this is of no use.

One of the strong men in the house, like when he broke the door before, shoved his foot towards the door.

However……

"Boom!"

After a muffled sound, the seemingly wooden door remained unmoved.

On the contrary, he was so strong that he was shocked and sat on the ground.

Su Yu outside the house glanced at the loudly banging door, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and sealed the window from the outside.

The doors and windows of his house appear to be wooden.

But in fact, there is also a layer of copper plate between the two layers of wooden boards of the doors and windows.

If this can be kicked away, then you're really a heifer on a plane.

Awesome!

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Bang!"

A loud bang came from the door and window sealed with the copper pestle.

Su Yu clapped the ashes on his hands and ignored them.

Grandma's, beat Lao Tzu's idea?

Let you feel, what is a fairyland on earth.

Su Yu circled back to the secret passage behind the house again, and quietly put down the firewood used to cover the secret passage and stuffed it in.

ignition!

As the flames ignited, a large amount of thick smoke poured into the house along the dark passage.

"Hey? What does it taste like?"

"Where did you get so much smoke?"

"Cough cough... so choking..."

"Grass, break the door!"

"Cough...cough..."

The influx of smoke inside the house, and the sound of the crash from the window on the door became louder and louder.

But these doors and windows were all tested by Su Yu himself.

A plan specially prepared to deal with a large number of opponents.

Naturally sturdy.

Seeing that there was no success in breaking the door, several assassins tried to climb out through the dark passage where the smoke poured in.

But as soon as the curtain was opened, the burning firewood instantly dispelled their thoughts.

Climb out of here?

So it shouldn't be overcooked?

"Help...help...cough"

"I can't take it anymore...cough cough"

...

Several strong men shouted again.

Su Yu, who was fanning the firewood outside the house, was a little confused.

Are these guys funny?

They are calling for help here, can they save them or what?

After thinking about it for a long time, Su Yu couldn't figure it out, so Su Yu had to keep fanning the fan and fan the smoke into the house.

Thick smoke billowed, and the sound in the house became less and less.

"puff" "puff"

Until the sound of three heavy objects falling to the ground sounded, Su Yu knew that the time was almost up.

He circled back to the house again and opened the brass pestle on the door.

"Squeak..."

The door opened, and a large amount of smoke poured out.

There were only two conscious assassins left in the house. Seeing that the door was open, they couldn't control the three-seven-two-one, and ran out.

Su Yu hid behind the door.

The first person rushed out of the room like a wind, breathing the fresh air with big mouthfuls.

He didn't notice.

Behind him, Death was smiling.

Soon, the second person rushed out.

However, he was not as lucky as the assassin in front of him.

The assassin who rushed out first took a breath.

"Crack it..."

A sound of broken bones sounded from behind him.

He hurriedly looked back at it.

I saw a burly man with a shirtless smile and let go of his hand.

Another assassin who had rushed out after him, his head slumped on his shoulders, fell to the ground.

"Pfft!"

died!

The assassin who was the first to rush out of the house widened his eyes in astonishment.

Running away without looking back.

Killing is like slaughtering a chicken!

He can't beat this guy!

Seeing the moment of escape, Su Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.

The corners of his mouth showed a stern arc.

Run, run.

Run faster so you can take me to your master earlier.

Turning around in the thick smoke and entering the room, after making up for the other three fainted assassins, Su Yu followed the fleeing assassins with his mobile phone and disappeared into the night.