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Wuuu wuuu wuuu...
The series of alarm sounds brushed past Liang Fei's ears like the wailing of ghosts as he gripped the scissors in his hand, waiting for the second hand on the bomb to speedily tick away.
He was giving Shen Xing and the others enough time to escape, not daring to cut any wires until the last few seconds.
Now, there were red, yellow, and blue wires under the bomb. Liang Fei, who was clueless about bombs, couldn't decide which to cut, let alone experienced bomb disposal experts who would not dare to make a rash move.
As time slipped away second by second, Liang Fei felt as though his life was tightly grasped by the Grim Reaper, making it difficult for him to make the final decision amidst this thin line between life and death.
What should I do? Which one should I cut?
Liang Fei was very aware of Park Jinfeng's cunning. Since he had set such a big trap, the bomb in front of him was definitely not an ordinary one.
