Xia Yang couldn't use these explosives just because he wanted to. There was a management mechanism for when to use high explosives and when not to use them.
Only when the situation developed to a limit could Xia Yang obtain these high explosives.
If Xia Yang couldn't bear it anymore, he would cause trouble in the Great Void, and those ancestors would give him the authority of explosives.
It was like having mosquito repellent incense, which was actually a kind of explosive. But when will you use mosquito coil incense? Xia Yang usually didn't like to light mosquito-repellent incense, but when there were too many mosquitoes, he would light it. Before lighting the mosquito coil, he would open the door to attract more mosquitoes.
Then, Wenxiang lit it up…
It was the problem of resource utilization of explosives.
Just like Xia Yang, who had learned character management skills from the public building before, Xia Yang usually didn't clean up all kinds of negative characters that were imposed on him.
Only when the situation developed to the point where he could no longer bear it would he remember that he seemed to have learned this in his past life…
No matter how strong Xia Yang was, he would suppress himself to the state of an ordinary person by bearing the contradiction. If he couldn't even live an ordinary life, then he would use explosives!
At this time, he was just randomly picking persimmons!
That meant that the other party's methods were already very despicable. Such despicable methods were no longer something that an expert would do. This kind of soft persimmon was usually rotten to a certain extent.
If it was blown up, then it was blown up. It was nothing!
Moreover, explosives had side effects after all! If you light the mosquito coil, the mosquito will be killed by the explosion! But you would also be blown up by the mosquito coil.
If I choose the soft persimmon, even if I die together, I won't die even if the other party dies.
Mosquitoes will be killed by mosquito coil incense, but I won't die!
These things! In any case, it was just a wave of explosions. When the sewage creatures felt a chill in their hearts, they would not dare to cause trouble.
Was there karma in human society?
Whether there was karma or not actually depended on whether it directly or indirectly affected Xia Yang's state. Whether there was retribution or not, this was controlled by Xia Yang's grandfather.
This was the real karma. Other kinds of karma, to put it bluntly, were nothing. You could define it as a terrorist attack!
Adolf was not an art student, and Tang Bohu was not a painter!
His identity as a painter and a lawyer was just a means to cover his grandfather's identity during the colonial era. His real identity was a professional soldier.
Almost all of Tang Bohu's paintings were not painted by his grandfather. They were just stamped with a seal. The paintings that were stamped with Tang Bohu's seal all had explosive effects.
Soldiers were naturally sensitive to explosives, and paintings that contained explosives were more dangerous. Therefore, in the past, his grandfather was responsible for controlling the standards of civilian explosives-the ultimate safety for children!
Xia Yang, this grandson, was earned by his grandfather using the standard of controlling explosives.
Xia Yang was a painter and a lawyer. He was mainly there to patch up his grandfather's problems. After all, his grandfather was famous for being the Art Saint, but he didn't know how to draw…It didn't make sense!
Although his grandfather didn't know how to draw, his grandson, Xia Yang, could!
His grandfather had never won a lawsuit. However, he had never lost a lawsuit.
His complaint was not stuffed with money, and it was written with a strong smell of gunpowder. He definitely could not win with just the complaint. However, when it comes to the court, it's just a display of explosives. Magistrate, do as you see fit! Magistrate, you have to admit it even if you pinch your nose!
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