"What... is that the stuff terrorists use in anti-terrorism games?"
"Damn, is that the massive C4 capable of leveling Area A?"
"Holy shit, the bundle in his hand looks even bigger than the ones terrorists use..."
The people of Absolute Justice seemed to trust the speaker greatly. Upon realizing the true identity of the white lump in Zhang Su’s hand, many instinctively hid behind cars. Whether it was effective or not, it provided a sense of safety.
Leizi stood feebly in the middle of the road. The detonators hanging on him looked impressive, but compared to the C4 bigger than brick, it was a "little witch facing a big witch," something he fully understood.
Snap, snap.
Zhang Su weighed the C4 in his hands, causing the hearts of the hundred or so people present to tremble. Those who understood knew that C4 is extremely stable, unable to be detonated even by fire, yet they couldn’t suppress the fear within.
"Look, I bring out this thing, and everyone gets scared, making negotiations impossible. So I suggest you take off those detonators, and I’ll set this lump aside, and we talk properly, what do you think?"
With that, Zhang Su made a move that left most in soul-crushing terror; he raised his hand and tossed the white lump forward.
"Get down!"
Someone shouted suddenly.
Almost everyone at the scene dived to the ground.
Thud...
The white lump fell, solidly hitting the ground without any reaction. Someone might even mistake it for a lump of plaster.
The captives lined up like a long dragon, stretching 60 to 70 meters. When Zhang Su tossed the C4, the line suddenly dropped like dominoes, with nobody standing, because even a slow reaction meant being pulled down by those ahead or behind...
Leizi, as wild as he was, also shielded with his arm at Zhang Su’s move, only daring to straighten up again after verifying the white lump on the ground caused no reaction.
"Don’t be afraid, everyone, don’t be afraid... Not to mention tossing it, even shooting wouldn’t make it explode. I think, large-scale weapons should be used against Zombies, let’s not fight among ourselves!"
Zhang Su went forward, calmly picked up the C4, brushed it with his breath, then clapped it and continued showing it to Leizi, "I’ll throw this aside, you take off the detonators, can we talk?"
"I..."
Leizi sweated this time, biting his teeth, looking back to a companion: "Sheep, go check it out, whether it’s C4 he’s got, don’t let us be fooled by a lump of dough, losing face!"
"Come, test!"
Zhang Su didn’t refuse, gesturing for the guy called Sheep to come inspect the goods.
After a simple inspection, Sheep looked at Leizi with a sour smile: "Master Lei, it’s, it’s C4... still our domestic type."
The original C4 hails from Czech Republic, yet various countries manufacture it, with names differing, commonly referred to as C4.
With the last hope shattered, the people of Absolute Justice were astonished at the impressive item in the opponent’s hands and saw Leizi with a reminiscent humor of wielding a broadsword before Guan Gong.
"Throw these threats away, let’s have a nice talk and go home happy, how about that?"
Zhang Su gestured to the withered wood forest behind.
"Alright, you’re the man!"
Leizi’s demeanor softened, obediently putting away the grenades, then decisively taking off the detonators on his body, revealing not just six, but four more behind him, totaling ten!
Yet despite adding ten, twenty more detonators, their combined power didn’t reach half of that lump in Zhang Su’s possession, being two materials of different leagues.
But they were just Little Karami, unaware that the real king rested in Zhang Su’s embrace.
Zhang Su mainly feared Leizi going berserk, thus took various steps to get him to ditch the explosives; once he conceded, the rest was straightforward!
"How’s it over there?"
"Alright, let’s hang the detonators on the other streetlight there."
Zhang Su listened to them secretly discuss, watching Leizi get help from companions to drop off the detonators, finally feeling relieved.
He handed the C4 to Zheng Xinyu, saying aloud: "Walk into the forest for a hundred meters, place it there then return!"
Suddenly, a hissing sound pierced Zhang Su’s ears, his scalp tingling fiercely, recognizing it as the sound of fuse ignition!
Turning around, indeed, Leizi held three lit detonators, marked by a bizarre smile.
"Never tried, how to tell truth from false? Come on, get a taste first!"
With a loud shout, three detonators flew towards Zhang Su...
"Run fast!"
Pretending naivety cannot fathom the madman’s intent; who’d have thought just after settling the talks, they’d renege, sparking the detonators!
Zhang Su saw detonators soaring, sharply pushing Zheng Xinyu toward the forest, using recoil, vigorously kicking the ground, drawing a steel rod from his waist, springing straight up towards the detonators.
Zhang Su could see the fuse burn status, convinced he could return them before they exploded. But the issue lay in deflecting all three, some being slightly spread, not entirely confident.
Lacking confidence still mandates action; passive defense routes lead to death while striking proactively holds hope!