"That's right, it's a high explosive bomb," Fang Jerry laughed heartily in the face of everyone's fear. "There are three in total here. Once detonated, not just you, but everyone within a few hundred meters of this building, will not survive."
After the silence, there were screams like thunder.
Fear, panic, collapse... people fled in all directions, including those initially calm security guards, bodyguards, and even women like Huang Ying. Chen Yuanyuan's face turned pale, her heart pounding wildly.
A high explosive bomb, a synonym for death. At this moment, they were strapped to Fang Jerry, threatening everyone's life.
Fang Jerry reveled in the panic of the crowd, his stiff face turned towards Lin Beichen, his voice cold: "You forced me to this, it's all your fault."
He pointed at Lin Beichen, roaring: "Because of you, all these people will die! Hundreds of people, up and down this building, will be buried for your stubbornness!"
