When witnessing the power of the bomb, that fear erupted completely.
If he had stepped on it just now, he would probably have been finished by now.
Xu Zhuang just wanted to ask Zhang Yang what he was doing, but as soon as he turned around, he saw Zhang Yang throwing something else out.
Another violent explosion followed, accompanied by a cloud of dust.
Xu Zhuang quickly lay flat on the ground, not daring to move, too frightened that any slight mistake could result in the shrapnel of the explosion hitting his vital parts.
While lying on the ground, Xu Zhuang saw Zhang Yang again, grabbing something and then throwing it out.
Zhang Yang kept moving, as soon as one explosion ceased, the next one started, grabbing whatever he could reach.
Throwing anything he could find, this was an abandoned factory, surrounded by waste stones or scraps of iron.
So there was no shortage of things to throw.
