Who the hell is he

Or who taught Feng Shao this technique

"Could it be Kyushu-sama?"

The S leader sat down in his seat in despair, just as he was guessing in fear.

The position at the back of the playing field.

There was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, who sat down slowly, and she raised her bright eyes that could light up the night.

"Whoa."

With your hands around your arms, your right leg is habitually knocked high on your leg.

His eyes turned to the stage

"The hand speed is not fast enough."

"Zero and a half grams of extra fuel."

"The last connecting wire of the detonator is 0.6 millimeters long."

“”

The girl leaned back on the chair, her right leg trembled slightly, and there was a smile in her eyes, although they were all critical and provocative.

But the tone does not contain any blame.

Feng Shao can do this to this extent, which is already very good

He really tried his best

"Ninety-five percent, ninety-six"

The audience held their breath.

All the audience raised their hearts to their throats.

Won

It's about to win

"I, am I really not mistaken?"

The deputy leader of the imperial capital almost stood up from his seat excitedly, he should be calm, but when he saw the progress of the game.

It's true.

People who have never lost cannot understand this joy.

This is the real strength of Huaguo

"Ninety-nine percent"

"One percent, one hundred"

"Ahhhh

Moment.

In the quiet arena, when Feng Shao's timed ammunition was made, they all screamed, franted, and shouted.

There is a joy of victory.

with the name of Huaguo;

with dignity;

With the aggrieved and stunned expressions of the leaders of various countries, it spread to the entire arena.

But at this moment

"Click"

A sound of stopping.

"Click"

Two courses.

At the entrance of the back door of the competition field, two men and a woman wearing Kyushu assessment clothes quietly appeared.

The assessor's eyes narrowed slightly, and he swept to the competition table.

The position where the two of them stood was particularly secretive, and no one in the entire arena could detect it except for Quan Jin.

"The progress of the national competition players is 100% complete"

"Ten seconds into the second half of the game."

"Ask the other party to exchange the finished time bomb, the national time limit is three minutes, and the Chinese time limit is thirty seconds"

The referee's voice rang out.

He raised his voice, and the palms of his hands holding the microphone were sweating, "Life is important, and if you are not sure that you can automatically abstain from defusing the bomb." ”

"Didi"

The countdown to the ticking bomb begins.

Feng Shao raced against time to defuse the bomb, and the sound of the hour hand jumping was in his ears.

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"There are a total of five connecting lines for the time bomb, and Young Master Hua Guofeng has already dismantled one, showing that it is completely 20% safe."

"Two have been broken"

Feng Shao wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes, with his own memory and knowledge, he cut the third connecting line in fear.

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The display is correct.

"Two, only two left"

"We only have two left, as long as we break one more, we can win"

"Young Master Feng"

"Live up to China, don't let her down"

Feng Shao clenched the scissors in his hand tightly, and at the last moment, when he was about to cut the last connecting wire, he paused.

Because

Finished

The video that Kwon gave him did not have a final step

Time flies faster and faster.

The country directly abstained, and Feng Shao's time bomb was only thirty seconds, and he couldn't open it at all.

"You won't"

"Young Master Feng, cut the wrong one, but it will explode."

"Admit defeat, anyway, the assessors haven't arrived yet, even if you Huaguo loses, there's no threat, right?"

"Don't struggle, unless you want to gamble with your life"

The national players distracted Feng Shao's attention and deliberately disturbed his thoughts.

And the audience also noticed that something was wrong with Feng Shao.

It's been a minute.

The game was about to end, but Feng Shao still didn't move, "Why did Feng Shao stop?"

"Did the last step go unexpectedly?"

"Can't lose, can't lose"

Right

You can't lose.

These three words gave Feng Shao courage, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his heart beat with the sound of the hour hand jumping, and he held the hand of the scissors

Little by little.

Stretch to one of the red and yellow lines.

Once cut wrong, the time bomb will explode, and although it is not fatal, it is sure to seriously injure

"Whoa."

Feng Shao stretched out to the red line.

Seeing this, the assessor standing at the back door directly laughed disdainfully, "It's really useless, such a simple step will be cut wrong." ”

"This Huaguo is nothing more than that."

"No wonder it's called garbage waste"

These words were very quiet, and they were so far away from the playing field that no one could hear them.

Tens of thousands of people held their breath.

watched Feng Shao's scissors, and when the countdown was only ten seconds, he cut towards the red line

Reached;

Near;

Hit the red line

The right hand is clenched and is about to be cut

Can be sudden

"Whoa."

At the back of the playing field, a beautiful figure with a thousand rays of light suddenly stood up, she was wearing a mask, revealing only a pair of dark eyes.

In the last three seconds when Feng Shao was about to cut the wrong red line.

As soon as he raised his gaze, he lowered a familiar voice that was enough to cause a sensation among thousands of people, "The scissors deviate by three centimeters, to the right, cut the yellow line for me"