Chapter 890: The male lead is too bad 12

Feng Rong speaks out
"Will it be demolished?"
Hong Ye frowned
"Master, Hong Ye only understands fur and has never dismantled bombs."
When that time bomb was exposed.
The above timing has already started.
Five minutes.
Five minutes later, even if Feng Rong did not leave his position, the bomb would explode.
And at this time, even if it is time to tune professional bomb demolition, it is too late.
Su Yan looked at the bomb for a long time
"I'll take it apart."
When she made a sound, Hong Ye was stunned.
Feng Rong looked at Su Yan, eyes unstable.
Su Yan pulled out the saber he had prepared from the covered leg.
I thought it was for fighting.
Unexpectedly, it was here to destroy the bomb.
bomb?
Su Yan will not.
But Xiaohua will.
Hong Ye wanted to stop.
Feng Rong's wink gestured
"Let her try."
After that, Hong Ye retreated to one side.
Su Yan squatted down.
In her mind, Xiaohua browsed the information while saying
"Host, you first unscrew the screw on the right."
Su Yan slowly screwed the screws using unskilled techniques.
Obviously it is a very urgent matter.
But when she did it, it seemed so leisurely.
People who didn't know thought they were playing with the stitching of chairs.
Feng Rong looked at Su Yan's technique.
It took tens of seconds to remove a screw.
Su Yan was taken apart for three minutes.
Soon, a dozen threads of different colors were exposed.
Feng Rong counted the time and motioned for Hong Ye to leave first.
Hong Ye didn't want to go.
Just listen to Feng Rong's faint voice
"If I die, anyone involved in it must be buried with me."
Feng Rong is very poisonous.
Javier will be reported, and if you don't provoke him, Amitabha will bless you and hope that he won't be counted.
Now that I provoke him, how can I easily let it go?
Hong Ye nodded when he heard Feng Rong's words
"Yes!"
He understood what Feng Rong meant.
Turn around and walk out.
Only Feng Rong and Su Yan remained in this room.
There is one minute to count down.
Su Yan speaks out
"You have to cut one of the dozen or so colored threads.
Only one is correct, and you will die if you cut it wrong. "
Feng Rong lowered his eyes and watched her carefully fiddle with those threads.
"The little stepmother is planning to sacrifice her life and become a benevolence, so she will die here with me?"
Su Yan carefully stroked each thread,
"Yep"
She answered.
Feng Rong was stunned.
He looked at Su Yan carefully.
Small flower road in mind
"Host, found it! The red one, cut the red one."
When the words fell, the military knife in Su Yan's hand had also fallen on the red line.
Click, the wire is broken.
The time of the time bomb fell in the last five seconds.
Stopped.
Su Yan raised his head, eyes bright
"Stopped."
While talking.
There was a violent cough nearby.
After that, I heard a voice from the person lying in the pool of blood
"Feng Rong, I want you to be buried with me today!"
After speaking, he took out a round iron ball from his arms.
After that, he opened the upper ring.
Almost when the man took out the iron ball.
Feng Rong grabbed Su Yan's arm, and slammed the glass in the next second.
Jumped out directly from the glass port.
boom!
Accompanied by the sound of the explosion floor shaking.
The two fell on the grass on the ground.
Fortunately, it is only the second floor, not too high.
And the grass is muddy below.
Rolled on the ground.
Su Yan lay in Feng Rong's arms and gasped for a while.
He raised his head and looked at it, then slowly got up.
An anxious voice came from nearby
"Master! Master!"
It was Hongye who came here.