"Touch a bomb?"

Deacon Nan looked puzzled. He didn't understand what the president meant for the time being. How could there be a bomb in a hot pot restaurant with huge traffic?

Even if he was confused, he still acted according to the president's order.

"You guys, look for any bombs nearby."

Deacon Nan shouted at the remaining men, then bent down and began to touch.

When the signal shield was turned on, the seven-star manager's expression froze, and he still had a trace of fantasy in his heart.

When the other party started looking for a bomb, his fantasy was instantly shattered and his heart fell into the abyss.

It's over, Barbie Q.

The entire hot pot restaurant became quiet, and the confrontation between the two sides fell into a brief ceasefire.

Chen Chu looked at the enemy who bent down to look for the bomb, and then looked at the Seven-Star Manager who looked wrong and was sweating coldly. He finally realized something was wrong.

Signal shielding? Bomb?

No?

After more than ten seconds.

Deacon Nan took out a black square object from the exhaust pipe hanging upside down on the hot pot table. He observed it carefully for a few glances, and then suddenly realized.

Isn't this a remote-controlled bomb?

"I found one!"

A subordinate pulled a bomb out of the inside of the pillar under the hot pot table.

"I have one of them too!"

Another subordinate took out a bomb from the armrest of the sofa chair.

Deacon Nan held the remote-controlled bomb in his hand tightly, his face turned from red to purple and purple to black, and his flat chest was fluctuating, obviously he was so angry.

This thing exploded so many of us?

This is the blasting ability of the strongest psychic genius in Shangshui City?

Blast you to paralyze!

Deacon Nan stared at the blood-red eyes, glared at the Seven Star Manager, and gritted his teeth and said, "What is this?!"

The manager of Qixing replied without changing his face: "This is an emergency alarm. When a fire occurs, you will immediately notify 120."

"Is this her alarm?"

Deacon Nan almost vomited blood and shouted loudly: "What is this!"

“This is the alarm.”

The seven-star manager's face remained unchanged: "If you don't believe me, please click."

"call."

Deacon Nan gave a deep breath and focused: "It's great, I won't cry until I see the coffin."

He walked out of the hot pot restaurant with the bomb.

A few seconds later, there were bursts of explosions outside.

Deacon Nan walked back with shock, looking at the manager of Seven Stars as if he was looking at a madman: "You fucked you loaded a bomb on the street?!"

Really, he has lived for so many years and saw such a crazy person for the first time.

He is so crazy about his own hot pot restaurant!

“This is the alarm.”

Manager Qixing glanced at the outside of the smoke, gritted his teeth and said, "There is no need to be too many emergency alarms, what's wrong with giving the neighbors a little bit."

Chen Chu: "..."

Deacon Nan: "..."

"I'll report it to you!"

Deacon Nan exploded instantly and roared: "Shoot me! Kill his limbs!"

After being fooled so many times, he is still rational and knows how to keep a living.

Chen Chu was still in the shock of "the seven-star manager is a fake superpower" and "the explosion superpower is a bomb".

When the first gunshot sounded, he came to his senses and subconsciously raised his hand to draw blood. A faint blood-colored barrier appeared in front of the Seven Star Manager.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

After a burst of gunfire, several bullets hit the blood-colored barrier and landed on the ground with a jingle.

On the rooftop of a tall building a hundred meters away.

"President, how did you know he was using a bomb instead of a superpower?"

The vice president looked at the boss standing by the rooftop, as if he was about to commit suicide, and asked sincerely.

“It’s very simple.”

He Xiuwen replied casually: "Because I don't believe that the psychics at this stage will have such powerful attack methods."

"So I went to the ruins of the blasted building and found the bomb fragments. After analyzing it, I knew what was going on."

Field survey...

The vice president suddenly looked regretful: "So that's it, it's a pity. This pussy is actually a liar. Didn't he catch the supernatural being this time?"

"No, don't you pay one?"

He Xiuwen held up the telescope, narrowed his eyes, and said to himself: "Is it blood control? Is it a blood technique?"

In a hot pot restaurant.

Deacon Nan watched in a daze as the bullet hit the translucent blood-colored barrier, his face full of collapse: "What a trick is this!"

He felt that victory was near, why was it blocked by something inexplicable again?!

At this moment, Chen Chu poked his head out from behind Manager Qixing and made a scissors hand at Deacon Nan very naughtyly.

"Oye, have you forgotten me?"

Miaomiao also imitated Chen Chu and showed his head, and compared a scissor hand: "Ou Ye."

"you......"

The seven-star manager lowered his head and looked at Chen Chu in surprise: "Is this your supernatural power?"

"Can you say it's right."

Chen Chu nodded and looked at the manager of Seven Star with a weird look: "I really didn't expect that you were a fake."

He felt that he had some problems.

He used to be a fan of David, a superpower anchor in space, but later he learned that he was a liar magician.

I just had a little fan of the explosion supernatural power manager, but now I know that this is a bomb maniac.

Why did he fall for someone who is fans?

The seven-star manager was heartbroken by the three words "fakes" and sighed with a wry smile: "You don't understand the world of sir."

"Yes, yes, yes, I don't understand."

Chen Chu said perfunctorily, and he watched more than a dozen enemies come in from outside, pursed his white lips, feeling panicked.

He seems to be going to class!

Deacon Nan called all his subordinates who were on standby outside the store, and more than a dozen pistols pointed at Chen Chu and the other two from all directions.

"This time I'm a real psychic, right?"

Deacon Nan set his eyes on Chen Chu and said with a grim smile: "I see how many bullets you can block!"

He waved his hand and the pistol bullets shot at Chen Chu and the other two like barrage.

In just under three seconds, the blood-colored barrier was already shaking, which scared Chen Chu so much that he drew two hundred milliliters of blood to replenish it.

In a short period of time, Chen Chu drew 300 milliliters of his blood, his eyes were blurred, his body shook, and he supported him on the wall again.

"What should I do, brother!"

Chen Chu asked anxiously: "I can't stand it for a few seconds. Is it time for us to surrender now?"

He is just an ordinary student. When did he have any experience of being shot by more than a dozen guns?

"I'll buy time, and you can see if you can escape from the second floor."

Manager Seven Star said with a gloomy face. He slowly took off his suit jacket, unbuttoned the white shirt, revealing his muscles containing explosive power.

With a force, he picked up the hot pot table next to him, exerted force with his arms, and smashed heavily at the enemy opposite him.

Then, he picked up a hot pot table and blocked it in front of him, roared angrily, and rushed into the rain of bullets like a human bomb.
To be continued...