Chapter 1426 - 1426: Flicked

After nearly three hours of busy work, the two bombs were successfully dismantled.

The dangers involved were self-explanatory.

It's clear that Yao Qianxue's skills have significantly improved.

Although bomb disposal isn't entirely about "practice makes perfect," there's obviously a difference between dismantling many and dismantling few.

However, just as Yao Qianxue took off her protective clothing and revealed a relieved smile, an angry curse sounded from behind her.

"Damn it, I finally found you!"

Xiao Feng and Yao Qianxue turned around simultaneously, seeing the noodle shop boss, Little Huzi.

At this moment, Little Huzi led a large group of people, charging aggressively and shouting, "Give me back my money!"

"Don't come over!" Yao Qianxue exclaimed urgently, "There's a bomb!"

Though the detonation device had been dismantled, theoretically eliminating the possibility of an explosion, intense shaking or collision could still cause the bomb to explode.

And if it did explode, everyone present and most of the urban village would likely be razed to the ground!

Little Huzi naturally didn't believe this; he kept walking while shouting, "If you dare, set off the bomb, scaring a three-year-old?"

Xiao Feng's eyes turned cold; he didn't plan to argue anymore, but seeing Little Huzi so eager to die, he couldn't be blamed.

Facing the dozen or so people rushing over, he smiled and said, "Are you sure your 'melons' are ripe?"

"Huh?" Little Huzi was taken aback, frowned, and said, "What do you mean?"

However, as soon as he spoke, he felt dizzy and a severe pain in his head.

"Dada dada dada!"

After a series of crisp sounds, all the dozen people were clutching their heads, squatting down, and moaning incessantly.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

If Lu Lishuang heard this noise, she would probably enjoy it.

Yao Qianxue stood dumbfounded, petrified.

She couldn't quite see what Xiao Feng did to these people.

In almost the blink of an eye, the dozen people were mowing like this; even magic wasn't so incredible!

Moments later, Xiao Feng repeated his earlier question: "I'll ask again, are you sure your 'melons' are ripe?"

The field became deathly silent, and Little Huzi and the others temporarily stopped groaning, looking at Xiao Feng as if they had seen the devil.

"Go...go go!" Led by Little Huzi, the group escaped in a hurry, rolling and crawling away until they disappeared from view.

Xiao Feng slowly shook his head, his expression seeming to suggest he wasn't quite done yet.

It wasn't until this moment that Yao Qianxue managed to fully react.

Unable to contain herself any longer, she asked, "What did you just...do to those people?"

"Actually, not much," Xiao Feng shrugged and said. "Just gave them a 'flick'."

"Flicked them?" Yao Qianxue blinked, "You seem to have said only one sentence?"

Xiao Feng shook his head and chuckled, "When I say flick, I'm not referring to a conversation."

"Then what is it?"

"Flick their forehead."

"..." Yao Qianxue.

Well, her understanding was refreshed once again.

...

Half an hour after Xiao Feng and Yao Qianxue left the urban village with two bombs.

In what appeared to be an ordinary apartment building, a bald man knelt on one knee and said, "Big sister, the bombs have been dismantled!"

In front of him, a figure cloaked entirely in black sat on the sofa.

The mask hid her expression and eyes; the cloak obscured her contours. Yet, precisely because of this, the surrounding people felt even more astonished.

At this moment, everyone present dared not breathe heavily, each with their head bowed deeply, fearfully hoping not to be noticed.

After some time, a cold mechanical voice emerged from behind the mask: "Both bombs, have they all been dismantled?"

The person kneeling on one knee shivered and hastily replied, "Yes!"

As the words settled, everyone around noticeably felt the temperature drop sharply in the room, each person became exceedingly tense.

However, what they didn't know was that the expression under their big sister's mask was a smiling face...

Moments later, Tang Yunshu's gaze swept over everyone present.

Those around seemed to feel her gaze; whoever she looked at would lower their head even further.

"Among us, there must be a traitor!"

Accompanied by this statement, a murderous intent filled the area.

Everyone's expression momentarily panicked; they wanted to explain, to prove themselves, but feared that rushing to speak would only further raise suspicion.

So, each opted to remain silent.

Tang Yunshu took a deep breath and said, "Whoever is the traitor, it's best to stand out voluntarily, I might consider giving him a quick end.

Otherwise, if I have to find him, I'll make sure he wishes he were dead!"

Upon hearing this, everyone dropped to one knee in succession and said in unison, "Please, big sister, investigate thoroughly."

"Very good!" Tang Yunshu coldly smiled, "Now it's interesting; if it were this easy to find out, I would feel there was no sense of accomplishment."

The people around focused their eyes on their noses, their noses on their hearts, not daring to speak too much.

After a while, Tang Yunshu stood up and said, "Let's go; it's already unsafe here."

Having spoken, she led the way outside.

The people inside the apartment cautiously looked at those around them, already contemplating who the traitor could be.

Actually, within the internal relationships at Devil's Concentration Camp, there is hardly even a need to provoke.

Because the time spent hating each other far exceeds the cooperation time.

The benefit of this model is that there's almost no internal factionalism leading to power struggles later.

However, the downside is also evident.

Namely, the lack of unity, essentially a group of scattered sand.

Were it not for these individuals being strong enough, they would be just a rabble.

From this perspective, Devil's Concentration Camp and the Demon Suppression Action Team are completely opposite extremes.

...

After returning the equipment, Xiao Feng took Yao Qianxue to her doorstep.

He looked at the woman beside him with her head lowered, seemingly burdened with some thoughts, and said, "This afternoon, the car will be sent to your building, you should go home today, right?"

"Do you...really want me to go home today?"

"Hm?" Xiao Feng frowned, "Why are you asking?"

Yao Qianxue seemed to realize her question was 'problematic,' shook her head, and changed the subject: "Nothing, I'll head home once the car arrives."

Xiao Feng slowly nodded, "Then, see you next year."

"See you next year," Yao Qianxue replied with a smile.

After a brief moment of silence, she pointed to the entrance of the apartment building, her face flushed, and said, "Anyway, we're already here, how about having a cup of tea before you go?"

"No, I have other things to attend to," Xiao Feng politely declined.

"Oh..." Yao Qianxue's brows furrowed as a trace of undeniable disappointment surfaced, yet she forced out a smile and said, "Goodbye!"

"Goodbye!"

Leaving one last word, Xiao Feng waved as he turned and walked away.

And Yao Qianxue watched his departing figure until he disappeared for a long time before regaining her senses.