" Glide Through Mysterious Dimensions "

“Calm down!” With Míng Yuè Yě captured, Zuǒ Yú was frantic, breaking out in a cold sweat from nervousness. He could only be led by the nose. He took out his phone and, under Lóng Táng’s watchful gaze, dialed the number step by step.

Lóng Táng’s eyes were vicious, “No weapons allowed, speakerphone.”

“Don’t bring any weapons. After entering, there’s a long corridor. At the end of the corridor, there’s a Mòtuō painting on the wall. Behind the painting, there’s a button leading to the basement.”

“Under the table, the second drawer on the right, eat the white pills inside.” Lóng Táng was very vigilant, calculating every step carefully.

“Zuǒ Yú, don’t eat it.” Míng Yuè Yě struggled desperately, her neck turning red from being strangled, but she didn’t stop trying.

“Okay, I’ll exchange her.”

“I don’t agree, Zuǒ Yú, I don’t agree.” Míng Yuè Yě’s eyes were moist, her attitude very firm. One hand was clenched tightly into a fist, and she didn’t even notice her fingernails digging deep into her flesh.

Míng Yuè Yě shook her head gently, seemingly trying hard to control herself, preventing tears from falling. “Does it hurt?” Her eyes were fixed on Zuǒ Yú’s hand, stained with blood.

“It doesn’t hurt, it’s still less than the blood I donate on weekdays.” He joked to ease the tension, and forcibly pulled Míng Yuè Yě out of Lóng Táng’s arms, exchanging places with her.

Lóng Táng closed his eyes. At this moment, the smile on his face was unfathomable, different from before. He immediately pointed the gun at Zuǒ Yú’s temple.

Lóng Táng didn’t hesitate at all, laughing wildly and perversely, aiming at Shí Jiǎnbái’s leg and firing the first shot, “Bang!” Shí Jiǎnbái knelt down on one knee.

“Don’t bargain with me.” Lóng Táng glared at Shí Jiǎnbái, and when he turned his gaze to Míng Yuè Yě, it was tinged with tenderness. “Little Yě, I don’t have that much patience.”

“Shí Jiǎnbái! Take her out!” Zuǒ Yú’s eyes met Shí Jiǎnbái’s, and then he used all his strength to shout. He had long lost his usual calmness and composure. He truly felt the pressure brought by the woman behind him. He couldn’t afford to gamble.

Zuǒ Yú kicked the bolt on the edge of the door, and a hidden door gradually opened. He struggled to move his entire body, dragging Lóng Táng into the hidden door, completely separating the two of them from them.

The hidden door closed again. Zuǒ Yú took the opportunity to knock down the bomb detonator, and he collapsed to the ground, fighting with Lóng Táng, who was standing and watching the show, for his life.

After finally getting it in his hand, he realized that something was wrong. Several times of losing his mind had made him fall into a trap. Lóng Táng didn’t take the bomb detonator seriously at all.

“Shí Jiǎnbái! Take her out quickly! Otherwise, it will explode!” Zuǒ Yú hammered the wall, not knowing if they in the hidden door could still hear his voice.

“Figured it out?” Lóng Táng folded his arms around his chest, leaning leisurely against the wall, in a condescending posture, looking down at Zuǒ Yú, with victory in his grasp.

“You really know how to play with people’s hearts…”

With the rhythm of his tapping, Zuǒ Yú’s heart trembled lightly, because he didn’t know how long Lóng Táng had set the time for.

Suddenly, he stopped tapping, as if time had stood still. His heart skipped several beats. What happened?

Lóng Táng took out his phone, checked the basement surveillance, and showed a look of “I knew it,” with a strong reluctance flashing in his eyes. “The basement bomb still has 3 minutes to explode.” He said this sentence heavily to the phone, and then, somehow, the sound was echoed back to the outside, the entire villa, including the criminal police team inside, could hear it clearly.

Outside the hidden door, one person put his heart at ease and leaned against the wall, showing exhaustion, and one person laughed sadly with pain in his eyes, muttering, “Míng Yuè Yě, I still failed to defeat him in the end.”

“Zuǒ Yú, I…where are you?”

(End of the book)

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