jdhmnovel Chapter 151: Holy crap! It really is a bomb!
Chapter 151: Holy crap! It really is a bomb!
Jiang Hong roared, “Mmmmmm!”
Come and save me first!
Finally attracting everyone's attention, everyone found that his countdown had begun and there were only three minutes left.
Yan Nuo said happily: "Wait a minute, let me take a picture of you first. Coach, you old man have come to this day."
After saying that, he calmly took out his mobile phone, selected several angles, and took several photos of Jiang Hong being "kidnapped".
"If I share this picture with the team, will they think you've been kidnapped? Will our boss pay the ransom to save you?"
Jiang Hong: “Mmmmm!”
Promise!
"Don't worry. How could a fake bomb scare you so much? Even if the countdown reaches zero, what can it do?"
Jiang Hong: “…”
Fang Ke watched as the countdown reached two minutes, and Youyou said to Yan Nuo, "You know, I once saw an online variety show where everyone thought it was about defusing a fake bomb. Of the five guests, only two took the game seriously, defused the bomb, and escaped with their lives."
The others couldn't help but choke up, "Only... what about the remaining three people? That's impossible, right?"
Fang Ke shook his head. "That director was a lunatic, pursuing the ultimate in art. He did give the others ample time, but they messed around and didn't take it seriously, so in the end, they all died and their ashes were scattered."
After hearing this, the others immediately moved ten meters away from Jiang Hong, "Fuck it, Yan Nuo, quickly finish dismantling it and leave!"
At this time, they only felt a creepy feeling behind them. When they turned around, they saw a dark shadow flash by in the corner of the window. Everyone felt their hair stand on end.
"Is Fang Bao really right?"
"...Fuck, my legs are starting to give out. Should we run?"
"Don't you think it's a little strange?" He Xiazhen suddenly began to tremble. "We've been in this room for so long, and we haven't seen a single camera."
Everyone: "..."
Damn it, this is too much.
At this moment, everyone concentrated and held their breath. The bright red countdown on Jiang Hong's body made everyone's scalp tingle.
What should I do, what should I do, what should I do?
Yan Nuo was also frightened. He stood there frozen with the scissors in his hand, watching Jiang Hong's face turn pale.
Obviously, everyone thought of the worst case scenario.
"That shouldn't be the case... Su Xiaohe doesn't look that crazy..."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone saw a masked face in the warehouse window.
The face was strangely stuck to the glass, motionless, as if monitoring everything inside.
The strange smiling face on the mask seemed to be mocking everyone, saying that they were about to fall into his trap and be destroyed together.
"what!!!!"
He Xiazhen was so scared that he squatted down with his head in his hands.
Everyone looked at the timer with only one minute left, their hearts unable to bear the strain, and they frantically sounded the alarm.
"Leave or leave you a word!"
Yan Nuo's legs went weak for a moment, "Fuck, are you still brothers? How dare you run away at this time?"
"How dare you say that? You've just spent the last two minutes showing off! You wasted such a huge amount of time!"
"Stop arguing and defuse the bomb!!"
Fang Ke walked up first and removed the tape off Jiang Hong's face.
The first thing Jiang Hong could say was a loud curse, "Yan Nuo, I'll fuck your ancestors for eighteen generations, you fucking grandson, if I die here today, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!!!"
Then, with a tearful face, he begged the only trustworthy person present, "Miss Fang, Miss Fang, I can only rely on you now! Please! I, Jiang, will work like a slave for you for the rest of my life. I don't want to die here!"
Yan Nuo: "...Look at how cowardly you are, everyone is still with you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and saw that the remaining three people had already left the warehouse.
Yan Nuo: “…”
"We're waiting for you outside! Hurry up!"
Pei Sifan shouted.
Yan Nuo: "Damn, these cowardly traitors!"
Jiang Hong was about to cry. He had never been so embarrassed in his life. He felt his heartbeat had already reached 180. "What the hell did I do wrong to have to meet a little bastard like you, to be your fucking father and mother, and to accompany you on this crappy variety show, and finally get myself involved in it. Help!"
Yan Nuo: "Stop yelling, I'll die with you!"
"Get the hell out of here! If you want to die, die on your own! Miss Fang, help me!"
Click.
Fang Ke had already cut the last white wire, and the countdown on the bomb timer stopped at 10 seconds.
Jiang Hong was rescued, he was exhausted, but he didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief.
The 10-second number actually started moving again.
10, 9, 8...
"Holy crap! It really is a bomb!"
Jiang Hong only had time to squat down with his head in his hands. Yan Nuoren was also frightened. His firm belief in the "fake bomb" had collapsed. At this moment, a trace of cracks appeared on his calm face.
His first reaction was to rush over to block the explosion for Fang Ke. Although he didn't know if it would be useful, he couldn't care less.
6,5,4...
"Fang Ke!"
Yan Nuose rushed over to hug her, but Fang Ke didn't even blink and kicked him away.
Yan Nuo cried out in pain and fell to the ground. He saw Fang Ke picked up the bomb with one hand. He couldn't help but shrink his pupils and screamed frantically: "Fang Ke!!!"
Fang Ke threw the bomb into the air, and then gave it another roundhouse kick. The power of his calf was so invincible that he kicked the bomb directly out of the glass window.
A big hole was directly shattered in the glass window, and the bomb had already gone into the sky.
Everyone held their heads and waited for the explosion, but after waiting for nearly a minute, nothing happened.
Everyone: "..."
Oh my god, I got fooled again.
At this moment, everyone in the live broadcast room burst into wild laughter and exclaimed in amazement after watching this wonderful bomb disposal performance.
The popularity of the live broadcast room has reached a new high again.
How on earth did they scare themselves to death?
[This is so wonderful, help me, everyone's expressions are so wonderful...]
No one believed it at first, but it was Sister Fang who single-handedly brought the show to life.
[I'm really dying of laughter at Yan Nuo. God Nuo, your cool guy image has collapsed. What's wrong with being so silly and cute?!]
[Please find out the inner shadow area of Coach Jiang Hong.]
[Su Xiaohe, this pervert, used psychological tactics to deliberately move the photographer away, but the cameras were actually hidden in the ceiling and walls.]
I didn't expect that such a simple and old-fashioned segment could be so exciting and entertaining.
I was so scared!
[Everyone should be given a straight shot. It's amazing. If someone can edit it, I feel like it can be released during the Spring Festival.]
[Sister Fang is the MVP again in this round. Your sister is still your sister.]
Everyone walked out of the warehouse and saw the man in the mask and cloak from afar. Without saying a word, they all started punching him with both fists.
"Ah fight!"
Damn Su Xiaohe, he played me so badly today!
After fighting for a long time, the group realized that the feeling was not right. When they lifted the cloak, they found that this shameless grandson had actually put on armor in advance.
"??? Do you still have any shame?"
Su Xiaohe, the old fox, took off his mask and smiled, "Friends, our show today was a great success. Thank you all for your hard work."
"I succeeded! You almost killed me!"
"You're still wearing armor, have you any shame? Take it off!"
"Don't bother, just hit him in the face!"
Su Xiaohe could only shield his face with his hands while calling for help, "Help, please save me!"
Fang Ke felt that his legs were getting in the way by lying across the road, so he kicked him away.
Su Xiaohe: "...Fang Ke, you traitor, what about the promise we made to share hardships together?!"