It's just that the entrance is now entangled with an explosive device. If the explosive device explodes, the entrance will probably be blown up.
When I opened the wire box hidden in the device, I saw red and white wires and no other colors.
Lu Yan's pupils shrank, staring at the intertwined red and white lines, and narrowed his eyes.
There was a dark light hidden in his eyes, which mixed with the meaning of danger.
"Damn it, I knew it wasn't that simple! How the hell do I have to cut it like this? Do I have to hold on to this look and wait for the damn blasting team to come over for support?"
Qiao Shukuang really wanted to scratch the wall. He felt that at this moment, scratching the wall would be a level more handsome than what he was doing now.
Lu Yan ignored his convulsions, but carefully followed the lines, holding a sharp tool in his hand, but he was still unable to start.
"Yanzi, Brother Yan, Uncle Lu... please don't shake your hands. Look carefully before cutting. My life is now in your hands. Hey, hey, hey..."
"Shut up."
Clenching the saber in his hand, Lu Yan glanced at Qiao Shukuang, who was trying to ease the atmosphere, and shut his mouth.
At this moment, Ji Yueze took out a mobile phone wrapped in a handkerchief from the small hole behind the explosive device. He looked around it over and over, and after checking it, he did not open it, but handed it to
Lu Yan.
The two of them understand each other well enough that no words are needed.
Lu Yan took the phone and looked at it, then looked up at Qiao Shukuang. Seeing that he, who had just been on the explosive device, didn't object, he turned on the phone.
Who knows, after the startup screen, a video pops up directly.
That scene happened to be the current situation of Bo Jinghan and Mo Huan in the underground "little dark room".
The person who watched the video for them, probably with sinister intentions, actually took a close-up of Bo Jinghan's pale face, the deep red at the corners of his mouth, the coldness on his forehead, and the expression of pain that could not be expressed in words.
Without touching Lu Yan's back scales, it stung his heart, liver, and lungs with pain.
——Edwards!
The fists were clenched tighter.
Lu Yan gritted his teeth and recited the name silently in his heart.
If thoughts can kill people, depending on how much Lu Yan hates this guy at the moment, this guy will probably turn into a puddle of blood and mud in an instant.
The scene suddenly stopped, and the nostalgic dance music of tinkling, tinkling, once again broke through the silence that seemed to be stagnant here.
An incoming call came in.
Three pairs of eyes looked at the small screen at the same time.
The mysterious call without any display was placed right in front of them.
The few of them looked at each other and answered the phone without any pause.
"Jiejiejie——"
The harsh laughter, like the friction of rusty metal, cut through the night sky, as if it made even the night wind become a bit colder.
When it didn't come, Qiao Shu got goosebumps all over his body.
But he already guessed in his heart who the owner of this laughter was.
"Edwards!"
"Oh, the brave 'knight' that little sweetheart Cynthia is waiting for. Have you seen what sweetheart looks like now? Are you heartbroken and do you want to save her?"
"Edwards, stop talking nonsense!"
"Haha, young man, it's not good to be too angry. You must listen to what the old man has to say, otherwise you will suffer a loss."
From the loudspeaker, an old and harsh voice came out slowly: "If you can find this place, you have some skills. But whether you can go in or not depends on your own choice. Lu Yan, you have one minute now.
Time, and your choice, is in this red and white line. If you choose right, you can go in and reunite with your little sweetheart. If you choose wrong, you can stay here and bury me with your good brother, Jiejie——
