Dudi and Feng Ziming looked at each other.

The dead woman's eyes were not as terrified as Dudy thought.

I don’t know if it was hung for too long or it was frozen at night. Anyway, Feng Ziming was stiff at this time, and he was as cold as a stone.

Dudi did not notice where there was a bomb on Feng Ziming's body! When the hateful voice above his head stopped, Dudi reached out to reveal the cloth strip on Feng Ziming's mouth.

"I have a bomb."

The mouth was relieved, and Feng Ziming was speaking quickly while looking at the camouflage uniform on her body.

Only then did Dudy realize that the camouflage uniform on her body was the super large type.

"Inside the clothes?"

Dudy asked.

Feng Ziming nodded, and then there was a fear of death in his eyes.

"The timer is in my hair."

Feng Ziming said again.

Du Di closed his eyes, raised his eyes, and glanced at Feng Ziming indifferently, "I can't sue me for molesting you this time."

When he finished speaking, he pulled open the zipper of the camouflage uniform.

Damn, Feng Ziming had a circle of bombs wrapped around his waist, and the thread went from behind her to her hair.

Dudy glanced at his watch and he had only forty seconds left.

Red, yellow and blue, three threads.

This kind of assembled bomb has its own route modification methods, and it is not the same for thousands of times.

Dudy's radio level is very high, but in such a short time, I can't figure out which one is the main line. Once it is cut wrong, they will be done.

At this time, Abei and Xu Shaohui had already arrived under the tree, "Be careful."

Dudy, "Shut up to me."

Xu Shaohui, "I'll do it."

Dudy, "Okay, then you can do it! Hurry up, there are thirty-five seconds left."

Abei grabbed Xu Shaohui and said, "Don't go.

Our boss is the wireless master. I think you know this better than me. Today, everyone is trying to save people, not for anything else.

Don't waste your last time."

Xu Shaohui, "A Zi?"

Feng Ziming shook his head, "It's okay.

Are you okay?"

Xu Shaohui, "It's okay."

"You two retreat."

Feng Ziming said that the two humans under the tree said.

"A Zi, I won't leave..." Xu Shaohui said in pain.

Dudy took his wrist watch again and asked Feng Ziming, "Which thread is cut?"

Feng Ziming "..." Xu Shaohui was really nervous. I don't know if the sweat stains on his forehead were caused by ankle injury or that Feng Ziming was too worried. Anyway, he was sweating heavily at this time and said nervously, "Mr. Du Di threw down a leaf and accurately covered Xu Shaohui's face, "Shut up."

Abei supported Xu Shaohui and shook his head, "Brother Xu, don't talk, which will disturb his thinking.

This is a self-modeled bomb!"

Xu Shaohui quickly closed his mouth and stopped talking, but the expressions in his eyes and face made him more painful than death.

Dudy touched all three threads one by one, hesitating, hesitating again.

He really wasn't sure which thread he wanted to cut to have a chance to survive.

If these scissors go down, either the trees are dead or the trees are alive.

If Feng Ziming doesn't cut it, there will be only one result, and he will definitely die.

In fact, no one wants to die just like that.

Dudy, not that great.

He was a bastard and impulsive, but he didn't want to die just like this, but in just a few seconds it was a choice between life and death.

There is another possibility that he will not have to die at all, that is, at this moment, jump down and roll away... "Are you afraid of death?"

Dudy stared at the three lines and asked Feng Ziming.

Feng Ziming, “Life and death are fate.

Cut it! Just jump off and you still have a chance to survive.”

Dudi sneered, "Abei, drag Xu Shaohui away.

One can live or one."

Abei, "Big Master?"

Dudy, “This is the order.

Xu Shaohui, if you want your woman to live, get away from me."

Feng Ziming looked at Xu Shaohui, "Brother Shaohui, hurry up, leave here..." While Abei dragged Xu Shaohui away from the woods, Du Di cut the blue line with scissors. At the same time, his eyes closed fiercely.

Feng Ziming also closed his eyes the moment the scissors fell.

The timer above the head suddenly stopped ringing, and everything around him stopped instantly. Feng Ziming's breathing was also holding his mouth.

Similarly, Dudy also kept holding scissors in her hand, closed her eyes and held her breath.

Feng Ziming slowly opened one eye and found that Du Di had opened his eyes.

In an instant, the eyes of the two collided.

Dudy still had a calm expression and nodded, "It's okay."

As Du Di finished speaking, Feng Ziming suddenly felt exhausted. Fortunately, she was still tied to the tree, otherwise she would have fallen to the tree.

Abei and Xu Shaohui, who escaped from the woods, looked at each other and their watches, and said in unison, "Is it okay?"

Success?”

When Abei and Xu Shaohui rolled and climbed under the tree, Feng Ziming's face was pale, his lips were colorless, and tears and sweat stains were flowing down.

Dudy was expressionlessly cutting the ropes wrapped around the branches and Feng Ziming's body.

"Sit down, fall down, the bomb will still explode."

Dudi said to Feng Ziming.

Feng Ziming was so scared that he grabbed a tree trunk and sat motionlessly.

Xu Shaohui, "Dudi, don't scare her."

Dudy, "Come up and get your woman down."

Abei "..." Abei silently complained Dudi in his heart and said, "Master, Mr. Xu is injured!"

Dudi glanced at Feng Ziming, "The timer is held in your hair, do you want everything to be cut?"

Feng Ziming nodded, meaning to cut it off.

Dudy cut off a large squeezing of Feng Ziming's hair, and then he could take the timer and bomb off Feng Ziming's body.

"Abei, please."

Dudidao.

Abei climbed up the tree and jumped down with the bundle of bombs and timers.

Du Di glanced at Feng Ziming, "Will you go down by yourself, or let Xu Shaohui come up?"

Feng Ziming shook his head, "No, he is injured.

I can do it myself.”

Xu Shaohui was so anxious that he wanted to kill Dudi. It was already time that he was still treating her like this.

"A Zi, don't move, I'll come up and hug you down."

Xu Shaohui shouted.

The tree is quite tall. Under normal circumstances, Xu Shaohui went up and hugged Feng Ziming and had no problems. However, today, he was injured and injured on his ankle.

"No, I can."

Feng Ziming said, let go of his hand, and then stepped on the tree trunk and moved his footsteps little by little.

Feng Ziming was barefoot, and that bastard Lu Chengyu treated her like this.
To be continued...