Chapter 810: How's It Going
There was a puff of dust and smoke around the window frame, and it was impossible to see what was going on outside.
The power of the bomb on Gu Anhui's body was obviously the strongest, and everyone in the factory was knocked out.
Huo Jingchen protected Zhao Siqing, and the two also flew out together and landed on the ground one after another.
The situation on the other side was not much better, after Gu Shiyu was knocked away, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips, and his face was pale.
Soon, he struggled to his feet with one hand on his waist and threw himself at the other man.
The man who was approaching in the direction of Huo Jingchen and Zhao Siqing was suddenly knocked down, and immediately fought with Gu Shiyu, Jiang Jingming rubbed his chin hard after getting up, and also rushed up to help.
As he tore it, the bomb on the man's body was revealed, and the timer showed that there were only six seconds left.
As Gu Shiyu guessed, the three explosives were connected.
If one of them is detonated, the other two will detonate in turn within ten seconds.
After Huo Jingchen got up, he hurriedly crawled towards Zhao Siqing, but Zhao Siqing's condition was not good, and his face was very pale.
"How? Did it hurt anywhere? Huo Jingchen's eyes were red, and he hurriedly grabbed Zhao Siqing and spoke urgently, his voice hoarse.
Zhao Siqing squeezed out a smile at him, and said softly with a layer of mist under his eyes: "I'm fine." ”
The explosives on the man's body exploded a second before Gu Shiyu finally threw him out of the window.
There was another loud 'bang', and the man was instantly blown up and his flesh and blood blurred.
Because Gu Shiyu was too close, he was blown away again.
The only thing that should be fortunate is that the bombs on these two bodyguards are not as powerful as those on Gu Anhui's body, and there are walls as cover, so even though Gu Shiyu is close, they don't blow him to pieces.
The moment the explosives exploded, Huo Jingchen once again tightly protected Zhao Siqing in his arms, but because the impact was too great, the two were knocked out by the impact and gravel.
Huo Jingchen didn't let go of Zhao Siqing, seeing the skyrocketing fire and black smoke rolling towards him, Zhao Siqing's eyes turned red: "You let go... 你别管我了……”
Before he could finish speaking, he was drowned out by the sound of an explosion.
The two of them fell heavily to the ground, and Zhao Siqing only felt a roar in his ears, and he couldn't hear anything.
The two fell to the ground and were forced to roll out of the way and hit the corner.
In a cloud of gunsmoke and haze, Zhao Siqing saw an iron pestle sticking out of the wall, and saw that Huo Jingchen was about to hit it.
For a moment, she didn't know where the strength came from, so she pulled on the hem of his shirt tightly and used all her strength to turn the direction with her.
With a 'bang', Zhao Siqing hit the wall directly, and both of them fell to the ground.
After a series of bombs exploded one after another, the factory had turned into a mess, and Zhao Yancheng quickly rushed in with people and began to check whether there were other bombs and save people at the same time.
"Qingqing... Qingqing, how are you? Huo Jingchen struggled to get up, looked at the woman in his arms, and spoke in a low voice, his eyes were scarlet.
Zhao Siqing slowly opened his eyes, his face was pale and bloodless.
She looked at his smoky face, tugged at the corners of his lips, and said nothing.
She could feel the pestle digging into her body, but she couldn't feel how much it was in.
It's just that it does seem to hurt a little more than I imagined.