Urban Martial Saint

Chapter 1622 - 622: Blasting a Path

Taking advantage of no one noticing, Ye Qing quietly slipped next to these cars. After searching through them, Ye Qing found more than a dozen barrels inside one of the vehicles, which seemed to be filled with gasoline.This was a characteristic of the Shen Family, as they rarely went out and were not close to a gas station. Therefore, they often kept gasoline here for convenient trips.

Finding these barrels, Ye Qing felt a bit more at ease. He ran to a nearby yard and found many bottles, then squatted beneath one of the trucks, using the Scabbard to poke a hole in the truck's gas tank, causing gasoline to gush out.

Ye Qing quickly extended the bottles over, catching the gasoline. Repeating this process, he filled more than thirty bottles completely. The gas tank was still dripping oil, showing how large the capacity of the big truck was.

After filling these bottles, Ye Qing took off his jacket, tore it into strips, and stuffed them into the bottle openings. In this way, he turned these bottles into improvised incendiary bombs. Ye Qing had made quite a few of these during border battles with the enemy, so he was very skilled.

After preparing the incendiary bombs, Ye Qing immediately placed all the bottles in a vehicle. Then, he took the Scabbard and went along the way, except for the vehicle containing the bottles and the one with the barrels; he punctured the fuel tanks of every other vehicle. As a result, all the fuel in these vehicle tanks spilled out, so even if the Shen Family members came to start them later, they wouldn't be able to drive at all.

After handling all this, Ye Qing climbed up the car with the barrels, started the vehicle, and pointed it toward the main gate. Then he used a brick to press down the gas pedal, allowing the vehicle to move automatically without foot pressure. After setting this up, he jumped out, used the Scabbard to puncture the vehicle's tank, and gasoline promptly spilled out. The vehicle moved slowly forward, leaving a long trail of gasoline extending toward the main gate direction.

Ye Qing didn't stop; he immediately jumped into the vehicle with the bottles. Watching as the truck with barrels approached the main gate, he started his vehicle and honked twice in succession.

The people at the main gate were excitedly observing the battle, completely unaware of what was happening behind them. Upon hearing the sound from the side, they turned their heads, and the first thing they noticed was the truck charging toward them.

"What's going on?"

"Who's driving that vehicle?"

"Damn it, why drive at this time? Get down here quickly!"

These people still didn't know what was happening; several of them rushed forward and tried to intercept the vehicle.

At this moment, Ding Lianshun and Huangfu Ziyu, who were engaged in battling, saw the situation on their side. They understood what was happening, knowing it was definitely Ye Qing's handiwork. Though uncertain of the specifics, both were vigilant, ready to escape at any moment.

Ye Qing watched as the truck neared the main gate, then directly took out a lighter, ignited it, and threw it out, smashing it onto the gasoline trail on the ground. Gasoline sparked on contact with fire, immediately igniting into a flame trail, resembling a Fire Dragon pursuing the vehicle.

"Damn it, there's no one in the vehicle!" At this moment, those people finally noticed the situation inside the truck, with the first person shouting angrily.

"No one, how is the vehicle driving?"

"Not good, look behind you!"

"Why is there fire? What's happening?"

"Someone is causing trouble!"

The crowd shouted continuously, finally understanding what had happened, but it was already too late. Seeing the flame trail approaching swiftly, the person initially planning to climb the truck to stop it jumped down hastily. As for those surrounding the main gate, witnessing the incoming vehicle, they quickly dodged aside; the vehicle directly charged into the crowd's encirclement.

Seeing this situation, those engaged in the chaotic battle also stepped back one after another. This gave Ding Lianshun and Huangfu Ziyu an opportunity; the two hurriedly backed away, taking advantage of the chaos to escape the encirclement.

"Damn it! Where are you running to?" Luan Ping roared angrily, "Stop them! Stop them! If the Sun Shooting Bow is gone, the Grand Master will surely kill you himself!"

Luan Ping hadn't noticed the fire line behind the truck, still thinking about the Sun Shooting Bow. At this time, the truck drove to the main entrance, the fire line directly chased after it, igniting the truck's fuel tank.

The tank was full of gasoline; once ignited, it was catastrophic. In no time, the truck exploded with a bang, more terrifying than a bomb, sending those closest flying away.

Fortunately, Ding Lianshun and Huangfu Ziyu had retreated early on, avoiding the blast. Luan Ping, however, was still yelling when the explosion occurred, like a shockwave, pushing him several steps back. Though his skills were formidable, he couldn't withstand the explosion either. As for the others, they scattered like frightened birds and animals, no one dared charge forward during such an explosion.

"Get them! Move! Don't let them escape!" Luan Ping shouted, "There's only one tank, it can only explode once, what are you afraid of? If Huangfu Ziyu escapes, none of you will survive!"

His words did indeed terrify some people, and more than ten individuals roared and rushed forward, attempting to stop Ding Lianshun and Huangfu Ziyu. But just as they stepped a few paces forward, the burning truck suddenly erupted again in a massive blast.

Those who rushed over, being too close, were all blown away by the explosion's force. The two nearest individuals were engulfed by flames, landing with their bodies scorched black; even the Top-Level Master's skills couldn't resist the high-temperature flames, almost cooking them alive.

"How did it explode again?" Luan Ping was stunned, and as for the others, they indeed dared not charge forward anymore. This explosion was too terrifying, even a Peak Master surrounded by these flames would perish!

This was precisely the effect Ye Qing wanted. Now witnessing the chaos, he immediately started his vehicle, charging straight towards the main entrance.

Luan Ping saw the vehicle approaching, immediately frowned, and shouted anxiously, "Stop him! Stop him! There's someone in that car, it won't explode. Hurry, stop him. No matter what, capture one, or how will we explain to the Grand Master?"

These people were truly afraid of the Grand Master; upon hearing Luan Ping's words, more than ten individuals rushed over, intending to intercept Ye Qing's vehicle. However, Ye Qing had prepared; seeing them rush over, he immediately took a gasoline-filled bottle from the back and forcefully threw it outside, directly onto the fire line.

The bottle's mouth was sealed with a cloth strip, already soaked in gasoline. Upon encountering open flames, it immediately ignited. The bottle shattered on landing, flames spreading everywhere; the nearest person was hit by a flame cluster, igniting his clothes. Given the gasoline, the outcome was predictable; within moments, all his clothes burned, he frantically tried to undress but couldn't in time. Amidst the flames, desperate screams were heard, and his futile efforts to remove clothing. But after shedding an outer layer, he collapsed, unable to struggle against the engulfing flames, perished by the inferno.

Seeing this, those individuals were also frightened. Despite being Top-Level Masters, faced with such a sudden situation, they couldn't react promptly. Besides, Ye Qing took out another bottle from the car, poised to throw it out; who dared rush forward then?

"Stop him! Stop him! You bunch of useless!" Luan Ping shouted furiously, but no one moved. His anger surged; he suddenly leapt from the ground, ran outside the manor, grabbed a large stone, jumped back in, and fiercely hurled it towards Ye Qing's vehicle.

The large stone weighed about a hundred or so pounds, but in Luan Ping's hands, it seemed like a toy, thrown directly. Ye Qing flinched, quickly turned the steering wheel, but couldn't avoid it. At this tense moment, an air arrow streaked through, deflecting the stone and allowing Ye Qing's vehicle to narrowly escape.

Ye Qing looked up, seeing Huangfu Ziyu hovering in mid-air, holding the Sun Shooting Bow, watching intently. Undoubtedly, she had been observing the situation, and seeing Ye Qing in danger, she used the Sun Shooting Bow to aid him.

Luan Ping's initial attempt failed, enraged, he suddenly turned his head and shouted fiercely, "Charge from the side, stop Huangfu Ziyu no matter what. If they escape, I'll kill the one named Ye today!"

Luan Ping was sharp, realizing the relationship between Huangfu Ziyu and Ye Qing, asserting that Huangfu Ziyu wouldn't flee without Ye Qing. Hence, he devised this plan, intending to use Ye Qing to hold Huangfu Ziyu back.

However, Ye Qing was prepared. Dodging Luan Ping's stone, he slammed the pedal to the floor, accelerating towards the main entrance. Meanwhile, Luan Ping's men just arrived, ready to block him. Ye Qing grabbed multiple bottles from the car, throwing them back simultaneously, causing several explosions at the rear, expanding the fire's range, directly obstructing Luan Ping's group.

Outside, there were more than ten individuals prepared to intercept Ding Lianshun and Huangfu Ziyu. Ye Qing showed no mercy, tossed several bottles towards them, followed by successive explosions, scattering them, none daring to linger, breaking the encirclement.