Demon Lord 3

Finally, we found a better way, that is, we use one group of people to attract attention first, and another group of people to dismantle the bomb. In fact, this is still quite difficult, because it is still a bit troublesome to dismantle the bomb all at once. We don’t know if there is a mechanism. But just now, through our judgment, those people should not have any mechanisms in their hands. They can only take out some things and break the lamp, so that it will explode immediately. If not, there should be no operation in the background. After all, we didn’t see the connection line. If there is, we will definitely cut it off as soon as possible. Thinking of this, I also had an idea, that is, let everyone split into two groups, one group of people will control that group of people, and the rest of the group will protect the light with me. The other party can't touch the light, and we don't have to think about the light. We've already done something. If we can subdue them, we can still control the situation and evacuate everyone. Everyone's very cooperative. I counted 321 and the mission officially began. We split into two groups and subdued the gang. A few of them wanted to use throwing knives or pistols to blow up the lamp, but we unexpectedly caught them first. I used a large protective net to protect the lamp. Now, even if a missile came, it couldn't destroy us. Everyone was on high alert, waiting to see what tricks the other side would play, but at this time, they didn't move. I also caught someone who looked a little like the leader and asked him what was going on here. Why could the lamp control the bomb inside? If we didn't do anything now, would it explode? And how powerful would it be? The guy who looked like the leader also said: "If we don't take care of the bomb in the light bulb, it will definitely explode. There is a time limit, 15 minutes left. If we don't defuse it, it will explode soon. How powerful will it be? The city should be razed to the ground, right? But if we don't care, the result will not be too bad, it will just be blown to the ground." Looking at the other party's crazy look, I also smiled slightly, and then thought about defusing the bomb, but at this time the leader had an idea and grabbed my ankle, trying to delay time. I also threw the man aside, wondering if there was a way to defuse the bomb quickly. Xing Zhichuan also found a computer, connected to the computer directly to study the principle of the bomb, and see how to defuse it. We also set a time. If the bomb exploded at 15 minutes, would we still have time in these 15 minutes? Thinking that everyone was looking at each other in bewilderment, we didn't dare to waste even half a minute. Everyone was on high alert. The pressure now fell on Xing Zhichuan. He held his breath and typed very quickly on the keyboard, as if he wanted to blow it up. At 13 minutes, he stood up and said, "There is a way. Everyone, help me dismantle the bomb. I have thought of it now, but it will take at least four minutes to dismantle the bomb. We only have two minutes. What should we do?" Zhou Chuyuan said, "It's okay. Let's dismantle it quickly. It should be enough in two minutes. It's possible that the 15 minutes just mentioned is not accurate. We must race against time and not waste every second." Everyone joined in, looking at his operation diagram, and felt a headache. After all, four minutes seemed a bit too short for such a complicated operation diagram. How could two minutes be possible? But no one was idle. Everyone was busy, each doing their own thing. The crowd also helped keep an eye on the criminals. We were determined to succeed this time. Everyone held their breath. We defused the bomb within two minutes. We weren't sure if it would explode again. We counted the last three seconds, sure it wouldn't explode again, and breathed a sigh of relief. But everyone ran out in fear. We didn't stop the so-called criminals, just stayed there. Nothing moved. Perhaps it was success, or perhaps it was failure. No one seemed happy, and no one seemed unhappy. Everyone was stunned. Was this success? Perhaps, but was this failure? Perhaps! This was our talent, truly strong. But to our surprise, we thought we had passed, but it was actually the beginning of failure. A flash of white light, what we thought was an explosion, turned out not to be. We were back to square one, back to the party.