"Mucha, don't cut !!"

The Night Lord said this almost with a shout.

His eyes were scarlet, and his whole body exuded a murderous aura, as if he was shrouded in a cloud of black gas, making people dare not look at it directly.

Over there on the cruise.

Mucha smiled bitterly, looked at the countdown with only eight seconds left, and said, "Lord Night, knowing you is my greatest luck to return to China this time. I actually...... I like you as a person. If I lived, we might be friends for life. ”

The Night Master shouted, "Mucha!

He hated himself, why he had to approach Mucha and bring danger to her.

He hated himself for being useless.

He hated himself for coming abroad at this time.

Mucha took a deep breath, put the knife edge in the middle of the black line folded in two, and was just about to exert force on his wrist, only to hear the night master on the other end of the phone shout: "Muxia, don't cut the black line, cut the white line!"

Mucha paused and hesitated to ask, "What's wrong?"

"That guy is an extremely self-suppressed pervert, and his brain circuits may not be the same as normal people. If you really want to gamble...... Just cut the white line!"

Mucha's palms tightened, and he loosened the black line and cut it towards the white line......

At this point, there are only two seconds left in the countdown display.

She closed her eyes, shouted "Mom" in her heart, and put a force on her hand-

With a "snap", the white line was cut.

In the next moment, I heard a long "drip-" sound from the countdown.

Mucha lowered his head vigorously, which was a subconscious action in the face of death.

And there was no sound on the night side—he didn't dare to make a sound.

The cabin was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.

"Tick, tick, tick......"

In the extremely quiet cabin, the sound of the clock swinging is particularly clear.

Mucha heard the sound of the clock swinging, two sounds, representing ...... Two seconds passed.

She slowly opened her eyes and was pleasantly surprised to see that the countdown on the bomb stopped at "1".

Bomb...... She successfully dismantled it!!

She was right!!

It took a few seconds for Mucha to find his voice, and he excitedly held his mobile phone and said, "Night Boss, I'm still alive! Night Boss, are you there?"

However, there was no response on the other end of the phone.

In a tall building in the Western Hemisphere.

Seconds ago, Night Lord put his phone on the windowsill, forced himself to keep his eyes away, then lit a cigarette and took a hard puff.

He didn't dare to look at his phone.

Mucha says that if she escapes on her own, she will live in guilt for the rest of her life.

But if Mucha died, why didn't he live in guilt for the rest of his life?

At this moment, he really wished that he didn't know Mucha, so that he wouldn't let her face this.

Within seconds, he smoked most of the cigarette.

In the smoke, the Night Lord finally mustered up the courage to look at the phone again-

I saw three words displayed on the screen: "On the call." ”

Night Sijue's heart suddenly became happy, and a ray of light finally appeared in his dark eyes.

He hurriedly picked up the phone and put it to his ear, only to hear Mucha's puzzled voice on the other end: "What about you? Why is there no sound?"

The Night Lord couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Mucha is alive!

She's alive!

"Ha ......" Night Sijue, an eight-foot man, laughed like a fool at this moment.

He pursed his lips, took a breath through his nose, and said, "Mucha......"

"I'm here. Mucha's voice was a little weak, but there was joy in the powerlessness: "I'm not dead! We made the right bet! It's really white! That guy is really not a normal person!"