The tall and thin man didn't have any good flesh on his body and said angrily weakly:

"Howl, you are paralyzed! The fuse is burning, let's stamp it out!"

One minute later.

The two people, who were in a hurry, finally stepped on the lead.

Just when the two of them breathed a sigh of relief after escaping death, Si Chen came back again:

"Hey, it didn't explode. It seems that God wants to give you two a chance to survive. Come on, tell me the truth. I will comply with God's wishes."

The short man had wet his pants after this fright and was planning to confess.

The tall and thin man cursed: "If you don't want to die, just shut up!"

Si Chen sneered, stepped forward, took out the detonator, weighed it in his hand, and threatened:

"There is only one chance. I will count to three. If you don't tell me, then go to hell!"

After finishing his words, Si Chen stepped back. After a few steps, he shouted:

"one!"

The short man didn't realize what he was going to do. He stared at Si Chen in horror and kept retreating towards the door.

After a few more steps, Si Chen shouted:

"two!"

Now, the short man understood!

Si Chen was going to retreat to the door, light the detonator, and throw it over to blow them up!

So, the short man watched helplessly as Si Chen retreated to the entrance of the courtyard, took out his lighter, pointed at the two-foot-long fuse of the detonator, and shouted:
Chapter completed!