The Dragon King is released from prison

The road on Nanshan Mountain is indeed quite rugged.

"Girl, be careful. I see that you are not very old. It is too dangerous to drive up the mountain. If you want to give something to me in the future, our cars are all down there. Just say hello."

The man led the way while chatting with Song Zuo with a smile.

"We people have been running a lot, and we are familiar with the road. Okay, we just need to turn the corner in front and it will be fine. The road behind is wide, no problem."

The man stopped and stood on the side of the road, letting Song Zuo drive through.

Song Zuo drove the car inside, took out the blueprint on the passenger side and looked at it. There was a point marked on the blueprint. As long as a bomb was placed at this point and the time was set to detonate, the mission would be completed.

Song Zuo got out of the car, looked around and saw that there was no one around, took out a suitcase from the car, looked at the location of the mountain, and walked towards it.

Song Zuo squatted down and placed the bomb.

"Girl, are you...this...explosive?"

A voice sounded behind Song Zuo.

The sound was so sudden that Song Zuo, who was concentrating on planting the bomb, didn't even notice when the person came.

This is the gap in experience. If it were Qitian, he would definitely not make such a mistake.

Song Zuo looked back and saw the uncle who was guiding him standing behind him with a coat, looking blankly at the bomb he had placed on the mountain.

Song Zuo shook his head and said, "Uncle, why are you here again? Monitoring me?"

"It's windy on the mountain and it's cold today. I saw that you were wearing thin clothes, so I brought you some clothes." The man handed over the coat in his hand, "Otherwise, if the wind blows for a while, you will definitely catch a cold. The weather forecast says it will snow again today. "

Song Zuo looked at the coat handed over by the man, his expression once again in a trance. In the man's actions and words, Song Zuo felt a kind of care, a kind of concern from an elder to a younger generation.

Song Zuo has not experienced this kind of concern for a long time. Ever since she followed Sun Tianqiao, she has been protecting Sun Tianqiao's safety. When she occasionally returns to the family, the people in the family also tell her that they must ensure that Sun Tianqiao is safe. Safety cannot be relaxed.

"Girl...then...is that explosive?" The man spoke again, focusing on the explosives on the mountain.

The man's voice pulled Song Zuo out of his trance.

Song Zuo sighed: "Uncle, why do you have to be so kind? I'm used to this, you really are..."

There was a look of helplessness in Song Zuo's eyes. When he went up the mountain, this uncle was hunched over and leading the way for him, and now he came to give him his coat. Song Zuo saw these things in his eyes. If it wasn't necessary, Song Zuo really didn't want to kill this man with his own hands.

But now, there is no way, the task is more important.

For the Song sisters, Sun Tianqiao's order is God!

Song Zuo lowered his hands, murderous intent bursting out of his eyes. The next second, Song Zuo moved. She quickly approached the man, and a sharp edge appeared on her cuffs. It was the sharp blade she had hidden in her cuffs.

At this moment, Song Zuo saw the panic on the man's face and observed the disbelief in the man's eyes.

When the sharp edge cut open the surface of the man's neck, Song Zuo saw the man's attachment to the world, and there was regret in his eyes.

Men go to construction sites to subsidize their families because their children are about to get married. Men are waiting to get the money back, waiting to see their children get married, and waiting for new members to appear in the family so that they can hold their grandchildren, just like they did more than 20 years ago. Like when you have kids.

More than 20 years ago, I was busy with work and life, and missed many moments when my children were growing up. But now, I can watch my grandchildren grow up day by day, and watch my children laugh and call me grandpa.

This is every ordinary person’s beautiful vision of life.

But in the face of death, all this becomes a luxury.

The man's eyes at this moment were very complicated, with nostalgia, reluctance, unwillingness, disbelief, and concern for his children and family. He couldn't make any money. What would happen if his children got married?It’s time for money at home!

A sharp pain came from the man's neck, stimulating his nerves.

The man subconsciously reached out and touched his neck, which was covered in blood.

not dead?

This is the man's first reaction.

Song Zuo looked at the man in front of him. After following Sun Tianqiao for so many years, Song Zuo had dealt countless cruel blows!

But at that moment, Song Zuo didn't even know why he stopped.

The timer has started counting for the bomb behind Song Zuo.

The blade on Song's left cuff was dripping with blood, and she raised her arm again.

"Bomb! There's a bomb!"

When the man faced Song Zuo's raised blade again, he immediately yelled instead of running away.

"bomb?"

The man's words immediately attracted a lot of attention.

At the same time, Song Zuo's blade had already scratched the man's neck, bringing out a bright red streak.

Song Zuo didn't even look at it, turned around and ran down the mountain. People were already surrounding him. At this time, there was no way to leave by car, and the road was blocked.

The man slowly fell to the ground, blood flowed from his neck, and he clutched his neck and twitched.

Someone rushed up to observe the man's injuries.

Blood continued to spurt out of the man's mouth. He looked in pain. He covered his neck with one hand and pointed to the bomb on the mountain next to him, but he could not speak.

"There's a bomb! Run!"

The entire Nanshan construction site suddenly became chaotic.

"Bomb! Tell people to evacuate! Call the police!"

Such a voice also sounded on the intercom of the person in charge of the construction site.

When Song Zuo was going down the mountain, he saw the chaos around him. Everyone was running down the mountain. A car stepped on the accelerator and was speeding on the mountain road like crazy.

Seeing this scene, Song Zuo frowned. Her mission was to plant a bomb, leave quickly, and try to bury all the workers on the mountain!The more people die, the greater the chaos!

But judging from the current situation, when the bomb is completely detonated, there may not be many people left on the mountain.

Song Zuo suddenly stopped running quickly, turned his head and glanced at the mountain, took a deep breath, and showed a touch of determination in his eyes. It would be too late for him to go down the mountain completely. In this case, he would not go down the mountain!

Song Zuo took out a remote control from his lower back. This remote control can control the bomb to detonate in advance.

In ancient times and even in modern times, some big families would raise some dead soldiers.

A death warrior will not tell a death warrior that you can risk your life for me.

Instead, it subconsciously makes the dead man feel that in order to complete the task, his own life can be ignored.

Song Zuo seemed to have become Sun Tianqiao's dead soldier.

"Miss, I can't be by your side or protect you anymore." Song Zuo closed his eyes and pressed the button.

On the mountain, the countdown to the bomb suddenly stopped.

The next second, a huge wave of air spread around, first bursting into flames, and then a loud noise!