The dust enveloped everything, but thanks to the Trojan Horse's custom tracker, even if Tang Zheng's body disappeared, he would still be dug out.
"Chase!" the Clone shouted, looking at these people who thought they were off the hook, a cold laugh in his heart.
Actually, these students had long been turned into self-destruct bombs, only the Clone wouldn't let them explode all at once, that would be too wasteful, so he deceived a portion of them.
"Jing Lan, calm down!" Cao Rongxuan's eyes darted around, formulating a treacherous plan. Tang Zheng was a good person; if Jing Lan called for help, he would definitely lend a hand, and by then, they could be blown to pieces.
To achieve his goal, Cao Rongxuan felt not a shred of guilt about installing bombs on his classmates.
