I have to say, this endless stream of human bombs is really disgusting.

Before the man lit the fuse and made any move, Su Qingzhu, a contestant in the cross-dressing competition, suddenly rushed over and kicked him.

This kick sent the man directly to Liang Jianjun, the second son of Liang Daguo, who had received the warning and was hiding far away.

With a loud bang, the explosives exploded, and the man and Liang Jianjun were blown to pieces, with blood splattering everywhere.

This sudden change shocked everyone.

That kick just now was amazing. It was like kicking a ball, sending the person directly into the air, and then flying towards Liang Jianjun like a parabola.

At that time, everyone's eyes involuntarily followed the parabola. If the man had not suddenly exploded when he was about to hit the ground, they would still be surprised.

When they came to their senses and looked for Su Qingzhu, he was no longer there.

"What's going on?"

"Another explosion?"

"Who's that person standing over there?"

"I didn't notice."

"I don't know."

"I didn't see it clearly. I just saw the flying figures."

"It seems so," a weak voice said, "Deputy Minister Liang's son Liang Jianjun."

"Huh? Why is he standing there?"

"Who should I ask if you ask me?"

"No, don't you think so?" the speaker paused and said nothing more.

But during this meal, everyone was smart enough to quickly understand what he meant.

"No way?"

"It's hard to say. Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that we are all here and he is standing so far away alone."

"He was just following me. I didn't realize he was standing so far away."

The gossipy person in charge finally remembered his identity after hearing this and quickly scolded him: "Shut up, you are not gossips."