Chapter 599: bomb

This group of poaching gangs is called Du Fu.
And the nickname of their boss is also called Du Fu.
It is conceivable how high this one-eyed bald-headed man is in this gang.
If in Wang Zhiguo's gang, they are half-upper and half-friend.
Then among the solitary gangs, the one-eyed bald man is the absolute dictator.
"What is noisy? What does each look like!" Du Fu's only left eye swept across everyone's face.
Others dare not look directly.
Then, there was a fierce and gleaming light in the one-eyed eye.
"Isn't that Wang Zhiguo already suggested a good solution for us? As long as we take a few hostages, I don't believe the death judge."
A member of the solitary gang next to him was speechless.
Mader, isn’t this what he said just now, just copying it so casually?
But he dare not say this.
You have to cooperate with other people, very hypocritical compliments of the one-eyed bald man.
"Boss wise!"
"Boss is such a great idea!"
"The boss is not good!"
But out of these compliments, an unharmonious voice suddenly appeared.
Enjoying squinting, the one-eyed bald-headed man's complexion suddenly became very cold.
He stared fiercely at the gang member who made him uncomfortable.
The man was startled and immediately reacted. The one-eyed bald man misunderstood him.
So he quickly anxiously explained: "Boss, the man named Wang Zhiguo and him are dead!"
"So what." Du Fu stared at the man with a somber expression.
"But...but the person who is now on the live broadcast screen is us!" The little gang member wailed in tears.
Du Fu and the other people's complexions suddenly changed, and quickly picked up their mobile phones to see.
Sure enough, the scene that appeared above was exactly the room they were in, and even their expressions could be seen very clearly.
It turned out, two minutes ago. Wang Zhiguo and several of them were finally written to death by Ye Chen.
So as soon as the live screen changed, I moved here.
Half of their words and deeds were seen by the audience.
At this time, many people are already rolling with laughter.
"Hahaha, no good, funny! How do they say this kind of hypocrisy? Do you want a face?"
"Your sister, I can't see where this bald guy is wise. It's not that Wang Zhiguo uses the rest."
"I'm drunk too, there are still such wonderful flowers, does God make them funny?"
In the house, members of the solitary gang looked frightened.
"Boss...boss, what shall we do now?"
Someone stared blankly at the one-eyed bald man.
As the audience said, they intend to hijack the hostages against the death judge.
But now that there are no hostages, they will be found. What should we do? Many people's minds are blank.
"Grandma, I know a hair!" The one-eyed bald man's neck swelled up and his expression became grim.
Then he picked up the shotgun on the table and started shooting around the house.
"God's day, what the is shooting Lao Tzu, I will break you!"
The other helpless gang members' eyes suddenly brightened.
Yeah, if the death magistrate's surveillance of them is broken, is there a way to escape?
So the bullets were loaded and fired around.
Ping pong ping pong, broke countless things.
As for whether the gunshots will attract the attention of the surrounding residents, they have been unable to take care of so much.
"Mad, see if the live video is still there!" the one-eyed bald man shouted.
Someone immediately looked at it and then replied: "No, boss, the video is still playing! And...and..."
"And what?"
"And the death judge wrote something, he wrote that all of our mobile phones will explode!"
As soon as the room was quiet, the people with those phones next to them, or those who were sitting on them, looked frightened.
But at this moment, a series of popping noises had already sounded in the house.
Then the continuous screams also sounded.
A dozen mobile phones exploded nearby, and a lot of debris flew around.
Two people had the worst luck. One was the man who happened to be holding a cell phone. His hands were immediately, and he fell to the ground and wept.
Another one was hit in the eyes by the debris, suddenly bloody.
The voice is even more miserable than the previous one.
"Made!" The one-eyed bald man lowered his arm in front of his eyes, his mouth twitching.
As you can see, there are several red marks on his arm, and a little blood has penetrated.
"Boss, look what that is!" Suddenly, someone exclaimed.
Others quickly watched, breathing slightly stagnation! Made, it's a bomb!
A very strange voice sounded in the room.
"You have three minutes to remove the bomb. In addition, every time you kill a person in the room, the bomb will be delayed by one minute, so try hard! Prey!"
In the split shot of the live broadcast room, Ye Chen's lips twitched and said slowly.
Everyone in the room turned pale.
"Who will dismantle the bomb! Who will?"
"Mad, ghosts only dismantle bombs. Do you think we are terrorists?"
"That is, I will only play with shotguns, I haven't seen a bomb in my life, I will tear down a hair!"
After confirming that no one knew how to dismantle the bomb, the room was immediately chaotic.
Someone desperately ran towards the door.
But he couldn't run out of three meters, and was stopped by an invisible barrier.
Everyone is trapped in a small space, and among them, there is a time bomb!
"Boss, we can't get out." Someone was crying, and the ticking countdown made him collapse.
The one-eyed bald man sat on the sofa at once, and the whole person was dazed.
Two eyes stared straight at the bomb in front.
Pupils twitch.
There was a lot of crying at the scene. In the face of death, no one would be afraid or afraid.
And the more this time, the faster the time has passed.
Soon, a minute and a half had passed, and death was getting closer. ..
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