West Mountain Cemetery, at the mountainside.
After hearing the two choices Qi Yun presented to him, Nima suddenly flashed a sinister smile, his eyes fixated on Qi Yun.
At this moment, Chen Wei's earpiece transmitted the voices of Eagle and Lao Bai, who had checked the nearby slopes and found no hidden threats.
This should have been good news for them, but instead of relaxing, Chen Wei grew even more vigilant.
He silently stepped forward, standing in a position where he could shield Qi Yun at any moment.
Nima stared at Qi Yun for a few seconds, then suddenly pulled his hand from his coat pocket, clutching an object resembling a lighter.
"Two hundred thousand! What the hell do I need that for!"
With that, he yanked open his coat zipper, revealing the densely wrapped homemade detonators around his waist.
This sudden change caught everyone off guard.
