Liu Shiba smiled lightly and said:

"I don't know if it's corpse oil, but my nose doesn't lie.

We have been standing here for a long time, do you smell the natural gas?"

Liu Qian was stunned, shook his head and said:

"It's really not obvious. In other words, I don't smell the smell of natural gas. But you can't prove that it's corpse oil, right?

Don’t forget, this fire pit has been burning for forty years. If it’s corpse oil, how many corpses would it take to brew the corpse oil?”

A hint of ferocity appeared on Liu Shiba's face, and he turned back and smiled strangely:

"By the way, I forgot to ask you, how many people did the Mongols kill back then?"

Liu Qian's expression changed drastically, and he gritted his teeth and said:

“The massacre and genocide record of the Mongol Empire is unprecedented, and 67 million people in China died directly from the massacre.

If, together with the population of Central Asia, West Asia and Eastern Europe, a total of about 200 million people would die."

Liu Shiba laughed ferociously, pointed at the strange flames burning in the gate of hell in front of him, and asked:

"Is 200 million people enough to boil this big pot of human oil and keep it burning for a hundred years?"

Liu Qian was sweating like rain, with fear on his face, and said in a trembling voice:

"enough……"

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ps: The update is completed today, see you at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning!
Chapter completed!