This matchbox-sized thing will not be discovered without looking closely. After looking closely, the little black thing is actually emitting a dark red light. That's right. This is one step closer to Qiu Han's consideration, and it has been targeted, and no one has followed it. It's so simple that you can imagine it with your butt. Then your whereabouts are completely controlled by the other party, and there is no need to be stupid enough to send someone to follow you, and even make a plan before you set off.

Qiu Han used his hand to snatch it, and it didn't move at all. There was no sign of fixing on the surface. It seemed that it was glued on by strong glue. Qiu Han tried hard and finally broke the black "match box" down. He held it in his hand and came out of the bottom of the car.

When everyone saw Qiu Han's figure, they couldn't help but want to go over and ask what was going on. But they were pulled by the madman. This was Qiu Han's instructions. Before Qiu Han reached a conclusion, the madman would never let anyone get close to him. The madman has always been calm and he knew that this was a responsibility.

Bu Er walked over directly, looked at the things in Qiu Han's hand, and his face changed. He approached Qiu Han's ear and asked in a low voice: "Are you found on the side of the fuel tank?"

Qiu Han nodded and threw the "match box" to Bu Er.

Bu Er looked at the black "match box". Seeing Qiu Han's lips moving constantly, but didn't make a sound, Qiu Han could understand Bu Er's lips: "The latest tracking product - Zhangtu, in addition to all the functions of an ordinary positioning tracker, has added recordings, 360-degree non-dead camera, electronic fence alarm, historical trajectory and other functions. The most important thing is to drop the alarm, which means that when you take it off, others already know that it has been exposed!"

Bu Er paused and then said, "This has been modified and is heavier than the average one. I don't know what is stuffed inside? Do you want to take a look?"

Qiu Han pondered for a few seconds and nodded.

I saw Bu Er holding it in his hand, tossing back and forth for a few times, then he opened the black "match box", and handed it back to Qiu Han with a serious expression.

Qiu Han immediately saw a small circuit board showing several small numbers, which were not clear to the naked eye. Qiu Han picked up his phone, turned on the shooting function, and with the enlargement of the focal length, everything became clearer.

The number shows 06:52, and the end number is still changing and decreasing. The electric board is surrounded by gray-brown glue-like objects. Qiu Han couldn't help but feel a pain in his forehead and his eyes are full of cold light. How could this "cruel chewing gum" appear in China? And it is impossible to buy this forbidden product? Is this crazy?

It will explode in more than six minutes, and the power is enough to kill two big yellow oxen. Qiu Han can't think about it so much, so he can only do emergency treatment first, and then take a closer look at the rest.

Since it has been exposed, there is nothing to hide. Since we are so determined to put us to death, then come on! Qiu Han suddenly had a sudden surge of momentum, and he held the "match box" parallel to his cheek, showing a strange smile that was incomprehensible but strange. His right hand cooperated with his neck to wipe his neck, and then threw the thing directly to Bu Er and said: "Bu Er gets on the bus, everyone else gets on the bus, and the distance between the bus is about 100 meters!"

After saying that, Qiu Han got into the driver's seat, and the car instantly shot out like a shell. Through the rearview mirror, Qiu Han saw that the two cars behind were also started. The madman actually showed half of his body outside the window in the cold wind. Qiu Han smiled with peace of mind.

At the same time, in a building, two disabled men sitting in front of the LCD screen, saw Qiu Han's strange smile, and the coldness in their hearts appeared. Qiu Han's movements came into their eyes. They unconsciously reached out and touched their necks. The whole room was filled with death silence. After a long time, Mei Xiong's somewhat decadent voice sounded: "Old Li, didn't you say you wouldn't be discovered? What about your proud work?"

"Old Mei, are you scared and scared?" Li Bisha approached his roaring attitude.

These two men, known as "perfect double disability", are so gloomy.

"Don't forget, life is worse than death. What's the use of money and what's the use of women? We all have it, but are we considered normal men? He gave it all, so even if we die, we must return it to him." Li Bisha said again.

A normal man? When he thinks of money, Mei Xiong has endless money to spend. When he thinks of women, Mei Xiong has many women. But when he loses his legs, he loses too much fun every time. The feeling of having grapes that love to eat but cannot eat is really a mess. His great "emperor" dream was also stopped by his wheelchair. When he thinks of this, Mei Xiong's hatred heart is ignited again.

"You are right, what are we men? We have to pay it back to him even if we spend our whole life. Let the Qi family take action! I agree with the supply chain matter!" Mei Xiong was completely sent to the hell of revenge by Li Bisha's words "What kind of man is"

After saying that, Mei Xiong waved, four masked men who had returned to him walked over and pushed his wheelchair out of the room. Li Bisha looked at Mei Xiong's disappearing back and showed a sinister smile. This smile seemed to say, Mei Xiong, I am also thanks to you now. No matter what, you never want to retreat. You have to accompany me forever, even if you walk into hell...

After looking at his proud work, Li Bisha chose to leave alone.

The wind is still winding outdoors, and the snow is still falling.

Speaking of the highway, the snow on the road was already very thick, which did not affect Qiu Han's driving level at all. He didn't care whether to speed or not, his life was hanging around. As long as it was blown up, he and Bu Er would definitely not have the bones in the car. The two of them combined would not be as strong as the big yellow cow.

The car was flying at a speed of 180 miles on the snowy highway, Qiu Han was terriblely quiet. He remembered that the navigation device on the car showed that there were bridges and water six kilometers away. If he could arrive within the time of self-destruction, nothing would happen. But if he couldn't get there, a perfect "traffic accident" would occur: the mailbox was blown up, the car overturned and burned immediately, and everything was gone.

This "match box" cannot be thrown on the road at will. Not only will passing vehicles be interrupted, but things will become more and more troublesome. Moreover, this road may be a road without returning, and what is greeting them later is still an unknown number...

"Hurry up, it's less than three minutes." Bu Er said lightly. It seems that this moment of life and death has nothing to do with him, it is a manifestation of a soldier's strong psychological quality.
Chapter completed!