The Underworld Detective

Chapter 707 Oxygen Deficiency Chamber

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Only a burst of explosion was heard, the entire shelter trembled, the lights on his head dimmed, and a huge stream of smoke came out of the tunnel.

The aftermath of the explosion didn't hurt us, so the watchmaker blocked the entire passage with a precise targeted blast. And then he pressed a button, and he shouted, and an iron door fell, adding another obstacle to our escape!

Looking at this airtight iron door, I was shocked, which meant that this was a confined space, which could be the real 'fun' next!

The knife god picked up a small stone from the ground and threw it at the glass. The stone smashed on it, but only left a shallow mark. The watchmaker laughed: “Lord Heaven, don't bother. This is tempered glass, it can't even be punched through. ”

Huang Xiaotao's radio rang, she pressed the button, and Sun Tiger asked eagerly: "Xiaotao, why is there a sudden explosion? How are you? ”

“We…”

Huang Xiaotao said only two words, suddenly a stinging murmur, the wireless communication was cut off, I think there must be a signal shield installed here.

The watchmaker grinned: "Miss Huang, call when someone else is talking, but it's rude behavior. ”

Huang Xiao Peach was pissed off and shot the glass twice with his teeth closed. The watchmaker laughed: "How many times do I have to tell you, you are trapped animals in cages, no struggle is worth it. ”

I said, "Watchmaker, what do you want? ”

“I want you dead!” He said in disgrace: "The last time I was humiliated by you, I hadn't asked you to settle the matter, and this time to obstruct my action, your task force was simply impenetrable, so let's settle you here once and for all. ”

Huang Xiaotao said: "You think if you kill us, the task force won't exist anymore? Your opponent is all the people's police. ”

“Hmm, one less is one, not much gossip, and then I'm going to play a game that I've carefully prepared for you! ”

The watchmaker pulled down a joystick and saw the roots of the wall beneath the glass suddenly open a row of holes, a bunch of swaying hair toys flocked out, whilst pouring strange noises towards us, these things were all taped with explosives, which made me suck in a breath of cool air.

The knife god quickly collected the crushed stones on the ground and gave some to Song Xingsheng. “Don't let these things near you! ”

Then he threw his hand up and knocked down a haircut toy, instantly causing a serial explosion. The two men hurled stones quickly, exploding and lying on each other, deafening, and flaming red in the shelter.

I noticed that the methods of the two men's darker were so similar, it was just engraved in a mold. Perhaps Song Xingsheng had already noticed the similarity in the hands of the knife god, which was only proportional to his predecessors. So far, I have determined that the knife god definitely has a great source with the Song family!

Together, they swept away all the hair and toys, and the watchmaker slowly clapped his hands: "Bravo! You're out of stones, too, but I have a lot of surprises. ”

He pulled down the second tie rod and drilled countless hairline toys again from the roots of both sides of the wall. The construction of the shelter was rectangular, and if we detonated them again this time, it would surely affect us.

Time is running out, we can't think about it. Huang Xiaotao shouted: “Officer Liang, shoot them with a gun! ”

“'Okay,' said Officer Liang, frightened. ”

The two men fired shots at both sides, detonating a bunch of hair toys, but they were too many, and the pistol bullets ran out quickly, and the knife god said: "Stop detonating, you'll hurt your own people! ”

Looking at us as we were about to be surrounded, I remembered what the bomb disposal experts said yesterday, and suddenly I said, "They are equipped with a balancing trigger, and touching them does not explode, it does not explode until it falls. ”

The knife god immediately reacted, grabbing two from the ground, and the two toys kept bouncing in his hand, and he said, “I made a blank area to give us a foothold. ”

The knife god threw his hair toy, exploded near the roots of the wall, leaving a blank space, and he said, "Go over there! ”

We still have a big bunch of hair toys moving in front of us that we have to jump over, but this distance is a bit far, and I didn't jump that far when I was in school. Then Song Xingsheng put his hands together and said to me: “Young Master, step on my hand and I will send you there! ”

I knew I wouldn't hesitate, so I said yes. I took a deep breath and stepped on Song Xingsheng's hand with a running aid. He pushed it up, and I flew over a large piece of hair toy and fell into a blank area. When I landed, I rolled over and my back was sore.

Huang Xiaotao and Liang police officers jumped in this way. Song Xingsheng and the knife god jumped in easily. Behind them, the two haircut toys were approaching. Once they hit each other, there would be a serial explosion.

The knife god greets us close to him and lifts the thick cloak to cover us!

The crowd waited in silence, and suddenly there was a fierce explosion outside the cape, sounding for ten seconds, and some pieces splashed onto the cape, burning holes in it.

The danger was eliminated, the knife god put down the cloak, the entire floor of the shelter was blown up in a scorched black, and the ground was full of smoking debris.

The watchmaker clapped for us again, and he laughed bambooshly: "What a struggle for a troubled beast. It's amazing, but you've cut yourself loose. ”

On the operating disk in front of him, a mechanical device constantly flashing red light appeared on the wall, in the shape of a disc, and waved at us: "Go to the Cao Di Mansion and say hello to King Jing for me. ”

He disappeared behind the window and Huang Xiaotao asked curiously, "What is that, a bomb? ”

I said: "This thing is about two meters above the ground. If it's explosive, it doesn't have to be that high...”

Officer Leung said: "Maybe he is simply afraid that we will dismantle it. ”

I noticed the red light flashing faster and faster on the disc, and my heart pulled, and if that was a bomb, we would probably not be able to return to the sky, when Huang Xiaotao coughed: “My chest is a little dull. ”

Officer Liang went on to say, “I can feel it, too. The air here is terrible. ”

I recall the watchmaker's words and looked at the iron door. If the passage had been blown up, why did he close it?

I instantly realized: “A series of explosions just drained the oxygen out of this place, and the watchmaker wanted us to die of lack of oxygen! That thing's not a bomb, because there's not enough oxygen here to create another blast. ”

The knife god said coldly: “How cunning. Even I can't do anything about this. ”

I said, "Oxygen's limited. Let's all sit down. Don't make any big moves. Wait for help! ”