In an hour and a half.

Qiao Yanli receives the information from Chu Muzhi. He has found the place where Xia Yanxi is bound. Bomb disposal is in progress.

Qiao Yanli orders his subordinates to guard Xu Lingwei. He drives to the factory nonstop.

He arrived at his destination as fast as he could.

More than a dozen waste factories, all buried explosives.

Xia Yanxi sits in the dirty corner, her haggard face is still red and swollen, seems to have cried, and her eyelids are swollen like walnuts.

Her slender body, shivering, but, at the moment, she did not cry, clenching her lips, silent, afraid to disturb the thoughts of the bomb disposal experts.

Qiao Yanli's cold black eyes sweep aunt Xu, who is under the control of the admirer. She droops her eyelids and doesn't dare to look at him and Xia Yanxi at all.

A tall figure shrouds over. Xia Yanxi raises her eyes and looks at Qiao Yanli, who is worried.

She has mixed feelings.

In that video, he saw her hint.

She knew that he had always been wise and shrewd.

Eyes full of crystal mist, she nodded to him, indicating that he did not worry too much.

As time goes by, the sound of the countdown of the bomb on her body is extremely harsh, and only the last few seconds are left. Like the people around her, Xia Yanxi exudes a little cold sweat on her forehead.

Qiao Yanli squats down and holds Xia Yanxi's trembling hand.

Her hands, thin and cold.

He knew that she was afraid.

How can a 20-year-old girl who has never experienced such a thing not be afraid?

"Yan Xi, I'm here, don't be afraid!"

His voice was deep and mellow, as if with the power of soothing people's heart, let her thump, hanging in the heart of the throat, slowly calm down.

With him, she's not afraid!

"The danger is over!" Bomb disposal personnel cut one of the lines, and the bomb immediately stopped counting down.

Everyone was relieved to see this.

Qiao Yanli just put Xia Yanxi in his arms. In the silent air, suddenly, there was a strange sound.

"Grass, and bombs!" The tiger of Chu Mu's face, burst - thick - mouth.

as like as two peas, Xu Lingwei heard the sound of bombs near his ears. He lifted up the clothes on his right hand, and saw that she wore the same wrist watch as her wrist. Only the summer watch, the watch of the summer, was constantly counting down, and there was a specific bomb installed inside.

At the same time, on Aunt Xu's wrist, that watch also lights up, time, in the rapid countdown.

Qiao Yanli knew that this kind of specific bomb could not be removed by bomb disposal personnel.

Unless Xia Yanxi's wrist is cut off like Xu Lingwei.

He pressed his thin lips hard, and a sharp breath spread from his body.

Damn Xu Lingwei, she still has such a hand!

He really looked down on her!

Qiao Yan is only five minutes away from the meeting. He gets up and walks to Aunt Xu. His big palm pinches her neck. His eyes are cold and he says, "you have the code to remove the danger, don't you?"

Aunt Xu smiles pale. When Lingwei leaves, she tells her a series of numbers. However, Lingwei says that the bomb on her and Xia Yanxi's hands is set by high technology. The password can only be used once. If she wants to live, Xia Yanxi must die. If she pities Xia Yanxi and saves Xia Yanxi, she will die!

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