213: Chapter 213 Although he has some skills, he is still too young.

[Warning: High-risk fatal item warning.]

[C4 plastic explosives and homemade delay detonators detected, placed in the interlayer of the waterproof box.]

[Time until detonation: 06 hours 15 minutes 43 seconds.]

[Note: Plastic explosives are relatively stable, relatively insensitive to impact, friction, and fire, and are not easily detonated by accident.]

Lin Fan's gaze lingered on the bold red countdown, his line of sight sweeping past the two tightly closed boxes and landing on the Short-haired Bodyguard and the Tall and Thin Guy who had just retreated to the edge of the ramp.

The hands of these two men were still shaking, their eyes staring blankly as they desperately tried to suppress their breathing and dodge backward.

He really underestimated that grandson Wang Laoliu.

Which wealthy family goes out to sea for fun with bags stuffed with C4 and detonators?

You could say a gun was brought from abroad for self-defense, but this delay detonator is completely aimed at carrying out a terrorist attack, right?

But this fits Wang Laoliu's identity as a mercenary. Defense lines, backup routes, fatal moves—none of them were left out.

Now everything lined up.

No wonder those two good-for-nothings were running so fast earlier.

No wonder they were exhausted like dogs on the first box, but flew like the wind on the second.

No wonder they didn't even dare to look back, pulling their hands back like they'd been electrocuted the moment they put the boxes down.

They knew what was in the boxes.

When the bombs were being packed, these two men must have been watching right next to them.

Quite ruthless.

Lin Fan glanced out of the corner of his eye at Yang Ningcong, who was still twisting like a pretzel on the ground.

By pulling this stunt, did Wang Laoliu not want this patron's life anymore?

But soon, Lin Fan dismissed this thought.

Wang Laoliu calculated very meticulously.

There were still more than six hours left on the countdown.

This amount of time was enough to complete a seemingly amicable "hostage-for-supplies" transaction.

According to Wang Laoliu's deduction, the third box would be carried up, and Yang Ningcong would be let down.

By the time they returned to the beach to make camp, the people above would just be opening the boxes to distribute water.

Then it would detonate.

Su Qingxue, the doctor, and Zhou Kai in the Karst Cave, along with him, Lin Fan, would all be blown to smithereens.

Other people's idea was that once Yang Ningcong went down, they could leave safely and soundly.

But Wang Laoliu's idea was to kill him before leaving.

He really held quite a grudge.

But since he set the time to six hours, it meant he still had chips in his hand.

Within six hours, even if Lin Fan didn't release Yang Ningcong, he still had the ability to rescue Yang Ningcong.

Lin Fan flicked his wrist, tucking the gun back into the holster at his waist, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the hilt of his knife.

If it were anyone else, they would be a dead man six and a half hours later.

But with the prompt.

The countdown was just a joke.

Six hours and fifteen minutes—let alone disarm it, he could even find the bomb, repackage it, and throw it back down as a return gift.

At the edge of the platform, the Short-haired Bodyguard watched Lin Fan stay silent for a long time, his Adam's apple bobbing twice.

" Th... That, little brother. "

His voice was dry. " This second box has also arrived. Can we take the person away now? "

Hearing this, Yang Ningcong immediately began struggling on the ground. " Right, right, right! Two boxes! Lin Fan, hurry up and untie me! "

Lin Fan lowered his head and glanced at Yang Ningcong.

Then he raised his eyes to meet the Short-haired Bodyguard.

" What's the rush? "

The Short-haired Bodyguard's shoulders trembled slightly. " N... No rush, Brother Sixth is waiting down below. "

The Tall and Thin Guy nodded repeatedly beside him, his toes already uncontrollably pointing toward the downhill path, ready to slip away at any moment.

" If he wants to wait, let him wait. " Lin Fan spoke in a calm tone, as if he hadn't discovered the bomb. " Seeing that you guys have been tired for so long, I really have to get you a bottle of water! "

As he spoke, Lin Fan made a move to open the second box, causing the Short-haired Bodyguard's face to turn pale.

He knew all too well what was inside the second box. Once this lunatic discovered it, wouldn't they die without even a trace of slag left?

" Little brother, water won't be necessary. Old Sixth gave instructions for us to take Young Master Yang back early, open the safe, and return to civilized society early, so no one will bother you anymore. "

Lin Fan smiled. " Young Master Yang brought so many high-end ingredients, and since you guys helped me such a big favor, I have to make you stay for a meal no matter what. "

The two men exchanged glances. There were indeed quite a few high-class foods inside, but who the hell wanted to stand right here?

Less than two meters away from them lay an explosive that could go off at any moment due to vibration or timer failure.

Even if Wang Laoliu specified more than six hours, can you really trust homemade junk?

Right now, the Short-haired Bodyguard felt like the soles of his shoes were burning every single second.

" Little brother, we won't eat the meal. My wife and children are waiting at home. You'd better let Young Master Yang go and let us head down first, and release the beacon. "

Liu Feifei and the others stared in utter astonishment. What was going on with Lin Fan? Had he been possessed?

How could his heart be even kinder than Song Ya's? They didn't even have enough to eat themselves, yet he was asking others to stay for dinner.

Lin Fan also put away his playful attitude. " All right then, you guys go down first. "

" I have a few words to tell Young Master Yang. "

As soon as these words were spoken, the two men felt as if they had received a grand amnesty.

The Short-haired Bodyguard turned to glance at Yang Ningcong on the ground, forcing out a sentence: " Young Master Yang, then we'll go down and wait for you. "

Before his words had even faded, the Tall and Thin Guy skipped even the polite pleasantries, turned around, and bolted down the ramp.

The two tumbled and crawled, their steps in complete disarray. The Tall and Thin Guy slipped on his feet and lunged forward directly, rolling twice. His knees were scraped to a bloody pulp, yet he didn't utter a single sound, scrambled back up, and kept running.

Running too slowly and having the bomb go off was one thing; Lin Fan getting a whim to search that waterproof box and discovering the bomb was another matter entirely. Therefore, no matter what, they couldn't stay here for even a single second longer.

Lin Fan watched their backs, looking on with cold eyes.

Inside the cave.

The commotion outside stopped. Zhou Kai propped himself up on his arms and shifted outward slightly. " Brother Fan, are you really going to let him go? "

Yang Ningcong on the ground also perked up his ears. His mind was filled only with prayers for the Bodhisattva to bless him so that Lin Fan would keep his promise.

He still didn't know that he had just brushed shoulders with the god of death.

" Lin Fan, I hope you act like a real man! Keep your word. "

Lin Fan looked down at him. " Rest assured, I will let you go. "

On the beach below.

The Short-haired Bodyguard and the Tall and Thin Guy had already rushed back down.

The two ran panting heavily, the Tall and Thin Guy's knees covered in bloody marks.

" Brother Sixth, it has been sent up. " The Short-haired Bodyguard bent over, panting heavily, his face as pale as paper.

Wang Laoliu stood in the shadows, leisurely oiling the short blade in his hand, lifting his eyes to sweep a glance at the two men.

" Any issues? "

" N... No. He didn't look either, everything went just as you instructed. "

Wang Laoliu laughed.

That kid might have some skills, but he was still too young.

Inside the two boxes above, not only was there C4, but he had also specially packed quite a few iron nails and nuts.

In a relatively enclosed terrain like the Karst Cave, once detonated, the shockwave and fragments would grind the people inside into mincemeat. There wouldn't be any need to charge up there again at all.

Those few lives up above had long been sentenced to death in his eyes.

The Short-haired Bodyguard caught his breath and looked back at the ramp.

It was quiet up above.

The quieter it was, the more unsettled he felt.

" Brother Sixth. "

Wang Laoliu didn't raise his head, still wiping the knife with a cloth.

The Short-haired Bodyguard swallowed his saliva. " What if that lunatic takes the supplies and refuses to let Young Master Yang go... "

" Could it be... you really want to blow up Young Master Yang together with them? "