Does this thing look like it's supposed to be a bomb?

Xiao Mo squatted down and observed for a moment before coming to such a conclusion, and then couldn't help laughing at himself. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although she has been dealing with this kind of thing for a long time, she can almost say that she has the experience of seeing through all kinds of disguised explosives, including those disguised as stones, food, and even jumping into the crowd and driving up while shouting the six-character mantra, fortunately, she has not been injured because of this, of course, this is also due to the fact that she is not a spearman of lucky E, after all, as a child, it is impossible to get a gun in a war-torn area and keep it and even get a supply of bullets without wanting to accept brainwashing, and it seems that becoming a swordsman later seems to have laid the groundwork early。

However, in such an ordinary and small southern city far away from the war, it is impossible to imagine that such a dangerous thing would appear on the ground in the backyard of a small pet shop on an old street that even has a weak sense of existence.

But instead of standing in the hallway to observe, she had already approached the strange object and made an unusually careful identification work, and concluded that there was no reason to admit it.

Even though it looks like nothing more than a can.

Although it doesn't emit a tick-tock death countdown sound.

Although there are no traces of a lead passing through it on its surface.

Although this can has various reasons to prove that he is not a holy warrior, but he is unable to speak, Xiao Mo still can't look away.

This is probably because it was thrown in casually, so it was flipped over, and the big words written on the bottom were obviously not Arabic numerals and English letters, and they were "Explosives, Danger, Do Not Approach".

Xiao Mo's eyes rolled, but in the end, he didn't hold back and stretched out his hand......

"Hey, finally someone took the bait. The sinister smile on the corner of the man's mouth in the shadows grew, like a blooming flower on the other side.

He stared at the scales in his palm, slowly popping out the sharp tips of his fingertips.

When he was angry because the opening scene he had prepared before was destroyed, he was suddenly asked by the little girl to save people, no, it was to save the bone, so he agreed without hesitation, who was in urgent need of venting, of course, it had nothing to do with the chief's absence.

Use the power in your own body to ...... such a gadget He gently tossed the cans in his hand, so in order to prevent the flaws from being exposed, he bought two cans, one of which had been thrown into the courtyard after going around in a circle...... In short, it became a work of art with explosive properties, and as for the trigger method......

Timing is obviously to let the opponent fall into a desperate situation without noticing, but to deliberately use the ticking sound to remind the opponent, that is simply the behavior of an idiot!

Touching is a good choice, but it's also dangerous to put something like this on your body, even if you don't get hurt because of your race, it's a shame in your life.

Well, remote control.

That's right, the most perfect is really the remote control type, no matter at any time, as long as you sense anyone's approach, then all blow up, with your own hands.

As for the food court before...... He gritted his teeth fiercely and cursed in his heart.

Why did the same clan suddenly appear there, I just couldn't figure it out, I couldn't figure it out, I couldn't think it through, and it was pure-bred, and he still refused to leave even though he had already warned him.

He cursed angrily at the ancestral snake that had given up his plans and still didn't know the name of the dragon he had seen that day, then looked into his palm and grasped it gently.

The next moment, the sound of the explosion came as promised, and he would depart gracefully and slowly in the firelight, waving his sleeves without leaving a trace of the crime.

Well, it should have been, but something seems to have gone wrong.

Not even the background sound of a crow flying overhead appeared, and he just looked up in a daze.

Only one resident passing by on a bicycle glanced at him, shook his head and sighed: "Is it stupid to wear so much heat on such a hot day?"

"You're stupid, your whole family is stupid!"

The occupant who was disturbed by his voice slammed open the window and stared at him with fierce eyes.

"I'm sorry. He quickly apologized.

……

In the backyard, Xiao Mo, who wanted to show off his bomb disposal skills, noticed in an instant that it seemed that this can did not have the conditions for dismantling, because he couldn't even see the lead, and there was no can opener.

Can opener.

Xiao Mo did not hesitate to transform into the form of a treasure.

The brilliant Wang Jian, fortunately, does not babble like Broken Steel and tell bad jokes or scold it, of course, its experience is really not worth mentioning compared to a certain distorted Mr. Broken Steel who was tied up for a night by a distorted Greer, and it will not even leave any psychological shadow in the bottom of the heart, if they still have a heart.

Although Dad said that he would not lose Wang Jian again, he did not limit the way he used Wang Jian.

Xiao Mo nodded, aimed Wang Jian at the can, and then stabbed it.

So the can was killed.

Literally, killed.

In other words, although the can cannot move, or even think, the reason why it explodes is because its owner has given the meaning of the explosion and activated life, while its owner has missed the opportunity to detonate at the first moment because of some useless mental activities.

Xiao Mo was stunned for a moment, the touch from her hand was too abnormal, it was obviously just a can, but why did she feel guilty because of this, she tilted her head and didn't think about it, so she gave up trying to understand.

Picked up the canned "corpse" on the ground, pushed open the back door, walked out, threw it in the trash, and then drew a cross in a ghostly way, and Xiao Mo walked home with a sigh of relief.

And the other one who also didn't figure it out...... Well, let's call it Mr. XX Dragon for the time being, he changed to a dark corner with his tail between his legs, and squatted in the corner to draw circles.

A hideous look on his face.

It's impossible to think about this kind of thing, if the cans in the backyard that were thrown away for the end to echo were eliminated, but why didn't the bombs on the shelves that were touched by me explode?

What the hell happened to make this happen?

There was a wail in his heart.