The Prodigal Son of the Empire

The water spread and hit the manor of the Earl's Mansion in Yongding again...

Zhou Qing was dumbfounded. Although he had expected it, he was still shocked by the scene in front of him!

So is Li Qingman!

And Yuan Yan's eyes were full of excitement, this killer leader seemed to stimulate his excitement in this way!

Only Wang Kang's eyes remained calm, and after the explosion subsided, he immediately ordered: "Hurry up and save people!"

"Save people, right save people!"

Yuan Yan came back to his senses and waved his hands in a hurry. Immediately after that, more than a dozen figures rushed towards the explosion!

There were three people who ignited the explosives earlier.

However, under this kind of movement, it detonates instantly, and everyone knows that even martial arts masters have a high probability of being difficult to survive.

Either die or die!

"Look there's someone there!" Zhou Qing exclaimed.

From the looks of several people, there was a figure rushing out of the explosion...

As he got closer, he could see that his clothes were all torn, and his body was covered with water, mud, and blood.

He was the previous Tianluo tribe who carried out the blasting.

This person jumped and ran, and soon came to Wang Kang, he seemed to have exhausted all his energy, so Wang Kang quickly picked him up.

Only then did he see that his back was already bloody and bloody, and there were even a few pieces of blasted gravel embedded in the flesh.

He raised his head, his face was pale, and he looked at Wang Kang with bright eyes...

"Master Kang... Mu Leng... The mission is over..."

Before he finished speaking, the light in his eyes faded away and gradually dimmed.

"Brothers!"

Wang Kang couldn't help sighing, and hurriedly said: "Come here, send him to the bottom of the mountain to rescue the wounded, and we must try our best to save him."

At this moment, a search for the other two has been arranged.

Results are coming soon!

He had already died, and even his legs were blown off. The people who performed the mission were all carefully selected by Yuan Yan and trained by Li Qingman.

All of them are martial arts masters, not inferior to third-rate masters, and they are also proficient in assassination techniques. There are only about a hundred of them.

Now it is the fate of two people.

Although Wang Kang was heartbroken, this was the only way to go. This had been expected before.

He glanced down lightly, and saw that the Yongding Earl's Mansion was in a mess.

Even if the flood is raging, it has nothing to do with him.

After clearing up his mood, he said to the others: "Let's go, go down the mountain!"

Now the crisis of mountain torrents can be regarded as resolved, but it doesn't just sit back and relax, there is still a lot of mess waiting for him to deal with.

Soon after descending the mountain, Nie Zhongxing Luo Bin and other officials in Xinfeng County surrounded him, and the rest of the people were also panicked.

After all, how could he not feel such a big movement?

"Master Kang, are you all right? Did a landslide happen?" Nie Zhongxing hurriedly asked, his eyes full of worry, if that was the case.

That would undoubtedly add to the disaster,

"Hey, did you find out, it seems that the torrent is smaller than before,"

"It's really small, and it's much smaller?"

"Master Kang just came down from the mountain. Did he do something?"

At this time, someone noticed the difference. The torrents that were originally turbulent and turbulent were gradually decreasing at this moment.

Slowly turning into a trickle...

This……

Everyone was very pleasantly surprised. How could the mountain torrents decrease? It doesn't make sense!

The rain hasn't stopped, even if it stops, shouldn't it be like this?

"It's indeed a landslide, but it's not our side, it's the other side of the mountain..."

Wang Kang said something casually, alluding to something, ignoring other people's questions, turned to Luo Bin and asked, "Is the ginger soup ready?"

"It's been distributed to people, and it's all drunk!"

"it is good,"

As he said that, Wang Kang said to Nie Zhongxing again: "The momentum of the mountain torrent is basically under control, you go and let everyone go to rest, after working hard all night..."

"I have already arranged it, but everyone is unwilling to rest and has to continue."

Hearing this, Wang Kang was slightly taken aback, and then turned to the surroundings, a person, some of them were ordinary people in Xinfeng County, some were laborers hired from other places...

Some are road builders, some are craftsmen, some are masons...

Some are young, some are middle-aged, some are old...

At this moment, each of them is covered with mud, everyone is unkempt, and everyone is exhausted.

But also everyone is determined in their eyes, with a spirit of energy.

For such a long time, from the first blasting of road construction, the first shoveling of soil, and everything after that, they have been involved in every bit of change in Xinfeng County.

In this way, they have a sense of belonging to Xinfeng County virtually!

This sense of belonging has been further expanded after the concerted rescue and disaster relief last night.

For the development of the fiefdom, this is the most important thing, a sense of belonging, and centripetal force!

In this way, Wang Kang is still a little grateful for the rain!

His thoughts flashed away, and Wang Kang shouted to the people around him: "Everyone has worked hard!"