"Don't rush, how much time is left?"
"Two minutes and fifteen seconds."
"The red wire absolutely cannot be cut. Can the surrounding lights be brighter? I can't see clearly."
"I don't know where the switch is. Look carefully, which one should be cut?"
"This type of bomb is very common, but if not cut, the buttons on Liu Siyan's body definitely won't open."
"Okay, red, next is blue, and then yellow. The circuit board isn't clear."
After Xiaofan killed five assassins, he immediately connected to Han Shengjun via WeChat video. Han was a veteran with bombs, and in his hands, these things were as easy as children's toys.
"Hold it, do not move."
"Only one minute and thirty-two seconds left."
Xiaofan reminded Han, that now both his and Siyan's lives were in Han's hands.
"Xiaofan, give me the knife and phone, you need to step back a bit. When Han Shengjun tells me which wire to cut, I'll do as he says."
"No..."
Xiaofan refused without even thinking.
