Under the protection of Zheng Liang, the crowd quickly backed away.
"It’s okay now. It’s okay!" Lin Zifeng felt a surge of joy in his heart, grabbing Nangong Bing’s soft waist and holding her tightly.
Nangong Bing was moved to tears, her eyes reddened as she held back her emotions.
But just as Lin Zifeng finished disarming Nangong Bing’s bomb, his phone rang again.
"Mr. Lin, how does it feel to defuse a bomb for soone you love? Isn’t it frustrating?!"
The man on the other end laughed chanically.
However, from his voice, Lin Zifeng could tell he was feeling very bleak.
"What if I told you I’ve already dismantled the bomb?" Lin Zifeng replied with a faint, cold laugh.
Contrary to his expectations, the other party wasn’t surprised and burst out laughing: "Mr. Lin, sorry, I was just playing a joke on you earlier. That bomb was never going to explode; it was just packed with so firecracker powder. I guess Mr. Lin must have been very busy."
Lin Zifeng tightly gripped his phone, the sound of it creaking in his grasp, clearly realizing his mont of impulse had been toyed with.
"Don’t be angry, Mr. Lin. It was just a joke. But now, if Mr. Lin feels he has the ti, why not go to subway station No. 3 and have a look; the show there will be quite spectacular soon, and missing it would be such a loss. You have ten minutes; asure the consequences yourself."
After saying that, the call was hung up again.
Lin Zifeng was trembling with anger, clearly realizing the other party was toying with him, intentionally doing this.
"What happened? Is it them?!"
Released from the bomb, her constantly high-strung nerves suddenly relaxed, and she collapsed into Lin Zifeng’s arms.
The threat of the bomb had been enough to terrify her.
"It’s okay. I need to go to station No. 3 in Hell now. You need to leave the building imdiately, and soone will co to pick you up."
"No! What about you?!" Nangong Bing stepped forward with outstretched arms to block him.
Her eyes shimring, today’s sudden incident made Nangong Bing uneasy; just a little bit more and she would have been blown up.
If Lin Zifeng left her at this mont, perhaps... perhaps she might never see him again.
Just half an hour ago, two young n dressed as delivery workers personally handed her a box, and she should have scolded them for their audacity, only to find they had given her a bomb.
Thinking back to what Lin Zifeng recently went through, Nangong Bing was scared. Scared of losing him.
"Don’t worry, heaven says I can live past eighty years; I still have a long life ahead."
"I want you to live to a hundred!"
Nangong Bing insisted with a determined and slightly resentful tone.
Lin Zifeng was deeply moved, grabbing her waist and kissing her forehead gently. Then he hurriedly pulled her down the building...
...
anwhile, after receiving the call from the Tianhong Gang, Lin Zifeng quickly ran toward the subway station entrance.
"Doo doo doo, doo doo doo, doo doo doo..."
At this mont, his phone rang again just as Lin Zifeng reached the subway station entrance.
"Mr. Lin, you should be at the subway entrance by now. If you go further inside, I think you’ll definitely get a surprise this ti."
Before Lin Zifeng could ask anything, the call was hung up once again.
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