851: Chapter 851: Successfully Defusing the Bomb 851: Chapter 851: Successfully Defusing the Bomb Although Xiao Xuan initially had full confidence in Xiang Yu, seeing his hesitation, he quickly intervened; after all, what Xiang Yu was holding was a bomb.
If even the slightest mistake was made, they would all be heading to the afterlife.
Tie Zhuzi and Su Yongzhen were even more paralyzed with fear, standing stiffly and unable to utter a single word.
But in reality, Xiang Yu hadn’t planned to disarm the bomb yet—this one had clearly been tampered with.
From the arrangent alone, it was evident the opposing party was an expert.
And since they were dealing with a professional, Xiang Yu couldn’t afford to act recklessly.
Casually tossing the bomb to Xiao Xuan, Xiang Yu proceeded to the next target.
Seeing the bomb now in Xiao Xuan’s hands, Tie Zhuzi and Su Yongzhen were so alard they rushed ahead, trying to put more distance between themselves and the danger.
In roughly half an hour, Xiang Yu had already disard all the bombs, each of which Xiao Xuan carried in his arms.
The bombs were of the sa model as the one placed under Su Yongzhen’s car in City No.
5—not the smaller version, but a larger variant with significantly greater destructive power.
Just as the group had climbed into their vehicle, preparing to leave, Su Yongzhen received a call from Sun Bo.
“I just got a ssage from Wang Li saying Wang Hongbin and his team have already planted bombs on both sides of our racetrack.
This is no trivial matter—you need to contact Brother Yu imdiately and have him handle this,” Sun Bo said urgently.
Planting bombs on a racetrack was no small thing; if sothing went wrong, it could lead to massive casualties, which was a grave issue.
The theater explosion last ti had already drawn significant attention from the authorities.
Police investigators were now monitoring everyone closely.
If another explosion occurred, it would only exacerbate the situation.
The recent crackdown period had just concluded, and now a bombing?
It would be a direct slap in the face to law enforcent.
“Relax; it’s all taken care of,” Su Yongzhen responded confidently.
“What?
Taken care of?” Sun Bo still hadn’t fully processed this; Wang Li had just passed on the intel, and now Su Yongzhen claid the matter was already resolved.
“Brother Yu is here; he disard all the bombs,” Su Yongzhen explained.
Once Sun Bo heard it was Xiang Yu handling the issue, he finally cald down.
As long as Xiang Yu was around, every problem would find its solution.
After ending the call, the four of them headed up the mountain, where Wu Jing’s training base was located.
Xiang Yu wanted to conduct so experints there.
When Wu Jing saw the bombs in Xiao Xuan’s arms, his expression grew serious.
Turning to Xiang Yu, he asked, “Brother Yu, this is the Su B350—extrely potent with devastating power.
Where did you get it from?”
“No need to worry about that for now; find an open area first.
I’ll disarm it and we’ll take things from there,” Xiang Yu replied.
Nodding, Wu Jing led them deep into the mountains to a relatively flat spot near the cliffside.
Xiang Yu carefully positioned himself near the edge, intending to disarm the bomb to avoid unnecessary trouble.
With tools in hand, he ticulously started working on it.
Just as he was about to lift the cover, Xiang Yu suddenly noticed a thin copper wire connected inside.
As soon as he moved it, the thin wire began to shift.
Realizing sothing was wrong, Xiang Yu quickly hurled the bomb off the cliff.
Not far from him, the bomb exploded with a resounding boom.
Debris and stone fragnts, carried by the shockwave, rushed towards Xiang Yu.
Fortunately, he reacted in ti to dodge, avoiding serious injuries.
Tie Zhuzi couldn’t care about anything else; he sprinted towards Xiang Yu and helped him up.
“Brother Yu, are you okay?” Tie Zhuzi asked anxiously.
The others also hurried over, their expressions laden with concern.
Xiang Yu rose to his feet, his face still covered in dust, but his eyes glead with excitent—the incident had taught him the proper technique for effectively dismantling the bombs.
Back in City No.
5, when disarming the bomb under Su Yongzhen’s car, Xiang Yu had only extracted it.
He hadn’t dealt with the explosive’s ignition chanism at the ti.
Pressed for ti, Xiang Yu didn’t have room to study the device in detail; he had simply tossed it into the sewer.
“I’ve figured it out.
Bring another one,” Xiang Yu declared excitedly.
This ti, he approached the task with confidence, swiftly identifying the hidden copper wire beneath the cover and cutting it without hesitation.
He gripped the bomb firmly, ready to hurl it away at any mont.
But when the bomb didn’t detonate, it confird he had successfully disard it.
Having succeeded, Xiang Yu quickly disard the remaining bombs as well.
“Looks like I got lucky this ti,” Xiang Yu comnted, glancing at the disard bombs before him.
The others: “…”
With the bombs cleared, Tie Zhuzi and Xiao Xuan soon returned to their usual cocky, self-assured banter, blaming each other for being cowards.
Xiang Yu and Wu Jing, however, stood aside on a secluded high ground, talking seriously.
“Brother Yu, it seems the Falcon Organization has made its way to this city,” Wu Jing said, his expression solemn.
Xiang Yu nodded.
The Falcon Organization was an international terrorist group advocating anarchy and freedom, and they frequently orchestrated terror attacks using bombs as their primary ans.
During his ti in the military, Xiang Yu had tracked and investigated them, becoming well-versed in their tactics.
Their trademark bomb was the Su B350, which was customarily modified to be extrely difficult to disarm.
All the familiar characteristics pointed to the Falcon Organization’s involvent.
This ti, their actions appeared targeted at him specifically.
Choosing the racetrack as the location suggested a possible connection between Wang Hongbin and the Falcon Organization—or that Wang Hongbin had hired them.
Thinking of this, Xiang Yu was reminded of the theater bombing and suddenly understood why Wang Ze hadn’t been able to trace the source—it was their doing all along.
The Falcon Organization wasn’t driven by personal vendettas.
Their sole purpose was to spread terror.
The death of the elderly man at the theater—soone who had always been kind to Xiang Yu—was unjustified and deeply painful.
Xiang Yu vowed to avenge him.
Back in the military days, their responsibilities were limited to tracking and investigating the group.
They didn’t provoke them directly.
At the ti, Xiang Yu represented the governnt and wouldn’t risk implicating his nation in unnecessary conflict.
Now, as a gang leader, Xiang Yu had the freedom to confront them directly without endangering his country or innocent civilians.
“Brother Yu, be cautious.
If Wang Hongbin brought these people here, it ans he’s prepared to go all out,” Wu Jing warned, his tone laced with worry.
Wu Jing had heard of the Falcon Organization’s exploits during his ti in the military, but he hadn’t thought he’d encounter them firsthand.
“Don’t worry; I have a plan,” Xiang Yu replied succinctly before turning and walking away.
The next day, Wang Hongbin and his team would co for the race.
Xiang Yu couldn’t help but imagine their reactions when they tried to detonate the bombs but failed to get any results.
The bomb planter would likely be just as astonished.
That night, the group stayed at Wolong Villa to rest and prepare for Wang Hongbin’s arrival.
No one knew what unexpected events the day ahead would bring.
In Xiang Yu’s mind, Wang Hongbin posed little threat; the real concern lay with the Falcon Organization’s potential involvent…
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