Qin Qi shrugged, his little face was extremely indifferent:

"Don't worry, I'll watch him."

She's there.

There's no way she's going to let him get into trouble.

Qi Yan turned his head sideways, his eyes narrowed coldly, and he looked at the housekeeper on the side:

"Bring everything up."

"Yes, Chief."

Soon, the butler brought two chairs with the man in black, as well as two sets of bombs.

Qi Yan looked at Fu Mochen, his red lips raised slightly:

"Sit down, as is customary, we're going to wear bomb suits."

"Okay."

Fu Mochen's voice was very light.

He moved his wheelchair to the opposite side of Qi Yan.

Although the man is in a wheelchair, he still has a kind of lazy and elegant temperament.

The appearance of the bomb made this open space a little more depressed and nervous.

Everyone held their breath.

Fu Mochen and Qi Yan both sat down.

The butler took out the bomb disposal suit and ordered the man in black to put it on for the two of them.

In order to ensure the safety of the two of them, the housekeeper said softly:

"Leader, you and Master Fu should be at least 15 meters apart."

"Otherwise, the other party accidentally cuts the wrong line, which may hurt you."

"Okay."

Qi Yan hooked his lips and moved back.

She lifted her face slightly, her face full of imperativeness.

Seeing this, the butler asked the man in black to tie the bomb to the left leg of the two.

Fu Mochen turned his head sideways, his eyes gentle:

"Kid, stay away from me."

In case of.

He was talking about what if.

He didn't want her to have an accident with him.

He made a will last week.

If he dies unexpectedly, everything he has will be left to the child.

This matter, wait for him to return to Kyoto.

He would personally talk to his grandfather.

Qin Qi frowned, she raised her chin slightly, and her little face was stubborn:

"No, I'm going to accompany you."

The man frowned, staring at her with rare seriousness.

Unusual persistence.

No way, at the strong request of men.

Qin Qi, Wu Yan and Xu Yihao watched from a distance.

Qi Yan smiled coldly:

"Master Fu, this bomb is an M58 small bomb."

"The M58 is the least powerful bomb in its class, with an explosion range of 8 meters."

"Still, it's more than enough to blow up a person's leg."

After a pause, she continued:

"What we have on our feet is a set of bombs, and we have to cut two wires right to complete the bomb disposal."

"When the game starts, a five-minute countdown will be displayed on the side of the bomb's screen."

"If you don't succeed in cutting two threads within five minutes, you lose."

Fu Mochen glanced at the bomb strapped to his left foot.

with its explosive range.

Now the distance between the child and him happens to be a safe distance.

Qin Qixiao's face sank slightly.

She clenched one hand into a fist, rarely a little nervous.

She had never seen Fu Mochen defuse a bomb.

"Who's going to start cutting first?"

Fu Mochen squinted.

The resolute face reverted to its usual indifference.

Qi Yan's red lips hooked arrogantly.

The face that was somewhat similar to Wu Yan had a gloomy expression:

"I'll do it first."

Qin Qi's eyes narrowed, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

If you follow the rules that Qi Yan just set.

The two contestants take turns cutting the threads one by one.

Then, the person who cuts it back will take advantage more.

Qi smoke.

When did she become so confident in her bomb disposal skills?

"Okay."

Fu Mochen's face was indifferent.

When the words fell, everyone's eyes fell on Qi Yan.

Qi Yan took the scissors handed by the butler.

She narrowed her eyes and began to observe the bomb strapped to her left foot.

The next second, she picked up the scissors, and her red lips were pitiful.

Click.

The bomb was still unharmed.

Qin Qi blinked, and a different color appeared in his eyes.

So fast?

In less than ten seconds, I started to cut the thread, and it was successful?

Xu Yi's face was dark.

Qi Yan's bomb disposal ability.

Why is it so fierce?

Wu Yan's face was not good.

When did she become so powerful?

Everyone's eyes suddenly turned to Fu Mochen.

Fu Mochen's dark eyes were slightly dark.

For the first time, he looked at the smoke squarely.

Is she 'in the clouds'?

"It's your turn."

Qi Yan stared at Fu Mochen leisurely.

This time, she put pressure on Fu Mochen.

Fu Mochen squinted, and his handsome face did not have any emotion.

He lowered his head and looked at the bomb at his feet.

After a minute, pick up the scissors slowly.

Click.

The bomb was motionless.

There was no explosion.

Qin Qi's hanging heart relaxed.

She looked at Fu Mochen and secretly gave him a thumbs up.

One minute.

It's also very fast.

Fu Mochen was praised, and his lips were hooked.

In the second round, it's time to cut the thread.

She picked up the scissors and shook them nonchalantly.

The grim little face read the words 'Imperative'.

She only glanced at it and quickly picked up the scissors.

Click.

The bomb's timer stopped.

Qi Yan smiled arrogantly:

"Master Fu, your two hundred people, I'm going to decide."

Fu Mochen still looked indifferent.

Qi Yan is fast and accurate.

But it didn't affect him in the slightest.

He has been galloping in the business world for many years, and he spells one word.

Steady.

"Heh, the winner is the one who has the last laugh."

He picked up the scissors and began to scrutinize the bomb on his foot.

On his forehead, there was not a trace of cold sweat.

Qin Qi frowned.

Her gaze went back and forth at Fu Mochen and the bomb on Qi Yan's left foot.

Not sure why.

She always felt that something was wrong.

Unfortunately.

She couldn't remember it for a moment.

Xu Yi's face was pale and worried:

"Miss Qin, how much do you know about Qi Yan? Why is she so good at defusing bombs? ”

This level is almost beyond the 'cloud'.

He was really worried about Fu Ye.

Qin Qi pursed his lips and said lightly:

"Let's wait and see what happens."

She had to think again.

What's wrong?

Wu Yan frowned and sighed secretly:

"Seventh sister, why don't you tie the bomb to me?"

He couldn't watch Fu Ye have an accident to save him.

His life.

It was continued by the seventh sister.

Fu Ye dotes on the seventh sister very much.

Grandma Tang is gone.

He didn't want to have another person in the world who was good to Seventh Sister.

Qin Qi glanced at him, and his tone was flat:

"I look at him, and he won't have a problem for a while."

The three of them looked at Fu Mochen in unison.

Fu Mochen stared at the bomb on his feet, his expression slightly condensed.

He hesitated for two minutes, then finally chose the outermost line.

Click.

The timer stops.

On the display, two minutes and fifty seconds are written.

Bang Bang Bang!

Piercing applause rang out.

The crowd followed the sound and looked over.

Qi Yan raised his chin and began to speak arrogantly.