Chapter 133 At this moment, he was God
Zhang Shidong stood at the entrance of the small courtyard, frowning as he looked at the fully armed formation nearby. He shook his head and signaled to Lin Ziqiang to withdraw everyone, especially those wearing bulky bomb suits who were carefully gathered at the door of Ai Ai's room. Several bomb disposal experts were discussing something in the corridor on the second floor.
No schedule, no restrictions, only a dense web of threads like spider silk.
In nearly two hours, experts have yet to actually dismantle a single wire.
Zhang Shidong first looked at Ai Yuejin, furrowed his brow, and a strand of true energy entered his body. Two minutes later, he opened his mouth with a solemn expression: "Prepare hot towels, Secretary Ai's wife, don't cry anymore, put away the bath water, and prepare warm nourishing food."
Stand up and look at the dozen or so people gathered in the house, waving your hand at the virus: "I just realized that there are really many people in this world who are not afraid of death. All of you go out, all of you are stuck here and don't think it's hot. And those expert comrades, stop researching, give you three days to hold a research meeting, you can't finish it either."
Zhang Shidong's attitude angered some people. A middle-aged man in his 40s, dressed in a Sun Yat-sen suit, stood up: "Which unit are you from? Are you from the provincial hall? How can you have this attitude? Do you know what the situation is now? Do you know which leader is waiting for rescue? If something goes wrong, can you afford to take responsibility? Who is your superior? Call him over for me."
Zhang Shidong looked at him sideways, how come there are always some self-righteous people around at any time?
"Or you come?"
Zhang Shidong just used one action and four words to make the other person speechless, and was about to change the subject. But Zhang Shidong's words came first: "Oh, right, if you were capable, you wouldn't be standing here now. You'd better hurry up and step aside, or else when something happens to Secretary Ai, you'll be charged with dereliction of duty and your head will roll. Do you still want to get promoted in the future?"
"How dare you!" Pointing at Zhang Shidong, Zhongshan's upper and lower teeth chattered for a moment before spitting out two words.
Zhang Shidong was too lazy to bother with him. He waved his hand at Lin Ziqiang: "Which department is this turtle grandson from? Can't he be kicked out? The top has a thunder array that can flatten the place, I don't want my ears to be stimulated, quickly, let him disappear in front of me instantly. Damn it, there's no one around here who hasn't even tied their pants tightly?" Shaking his head, he completely ignored Zhongshan, and the sharpness and viciousness of his words made anyone hard to accept.
"How dare you scold me?" Zhongshan dressed in anger returned anger. (Please use the pinyin domain name of this station to visit us) Still heard the threat in Zhang Shidong's words, really couldn't hold back this breath. Had to put a cruel word and was about to leave.
Lin Ziqiang pulled Zhang Shidong, who was still preparing to continue: "Rescuing people is urgent, this is the director of the Security Bureau, with great power, and it is said that he will enter Beijing soon. Why bother offending him."
Zhang Shidong said indifferently: "Stupid cunt, always stupid cunt."
The people wearing bomb suits wanted to equip Zhang Shidong with equipment, but he shook his head and refused. He simply pulled out a dagger from their bodies and then waved his hand to signal them to leave immediately. If this weren't the provincial party secretary's home, no one would have risked their lives to stay here; everyone who had been forced to be here would have retreated long ago.
Power is forever the most valuable thing in this world.
Fear and intimidation had no way of making them back down. Zhang Shidong's seemingly unreasonable demands made many people secretly breathe a sigh of relief in their hearts, but on the surface they still had to put on an expression of regret for not being able to help. So as not to be seen as uncaring about the life and death of Ai Secretary and his daughter.
Ai Ai was frightened, her limbs were soft at this moment, she still couldn't forget what happened that morning on the third day of the Lunar New Year. The family of three who had only stayed in the stable for two days returned to Beihai. Her mother gave the nanny a holiday and saw that there were fresh vegetables being sold in the market, so she went out to buy some groceries. Her father was reading documents in his study, waiting for his secretary and driver to come pick him up. Ai Ai also prepared to take a bath and tidy herself up before going out to look for New Year's news material.
At this moment, everything happened. Ai fainted and when she woke up, she saw the bomb on her body and the dense silk threads in the room. The more the psychologist at the door tried to comfort her, the more panicked she became, not for herself, but because her father had still not arrived. She was worried that something had happened to him. After repeated questioning, she finally found out what had happened to him. At this moment, she was no longer afraid. A scene flashed into her mind, one that every little girl had seen in a fairy tale when they were young: whenever the beautiful princess encountered danger, a prince riding a white horse would appear.
Where is my Prince Charming?
He's in the county town for New Year's, can't rush back, right?
In this case, he is also powerless, right?
In the midst of her chaotic thoughts, Ai suddenly calmed down. Looking at the experts whispering to each other and the bomb disposal experts repeatedly hesitating to speak, Ai felt that she had been cheated. She hadn't even experienced a passionate love affair yet, but was already facing death. If there was still a chance, she definitely wanted to have a passionate and reckless romance without considering the consequences.
"Hey, beautiful girl, have you fallen asleep?"
Ai Ai thought she might be dreaming and for a moment couldn't react to what had happened.
"How can I admire you, when we're about to be blown to smithereens, and yet you remain so calm? Admire, admire!"
Ai had finally confirmed that her eyes were not playing tricks on her. The man standing at the door, leaning against the door frame, was indeed the white knight she had been expecting. He had really come.
"How did you get here?" Ai asked, suppressing her excitement and anticipation.
"No choice, capable people are always busy, even during the New Year they won't let others have a peaceful time, and still have to rush out to save people." Zhang Shidong spread his hands, seemingly chatting idly with Ai Ai, but in fact his eyes were already fixed on the dense silk threads inside the house, and a special scene appeared in his mind.
"Cut, with a beauty by your side, you're having the time of your life, right? Has our great talented woman made your family's eyes pop out?" Ai Ai and Su Xi have known each other for a long time, but it's not quite right to say that. It should be said that the two of them in Yanjing each had their own small circle, each with their own pursuers, and when they appeared together at a gathering, chatting and giving people the feeling of being friends, but in reality, they had never gotten close, not even by a millimeter. This isn't arrogance, it's just a biological instinct, a born-with-it sense of crisis. As the saying goes, one mountain can't hold two tigers. Excellent women are even less likely to become friends. You can see that two excellent men can be friends, but two women who can't be distinguished as better or worse will never be friends. Those female confidantes who are good to the point of being like one person must have one side stronger and one side weaker.
Ai's words were laced with a hint of sourness, and Zhang Shidong wisely chose to play dumb at this moment. Since he couldn't resist the temptation of the flirtatious big radish, he could only bury the seeds of his emotions deep within his heart, one by one, in different places.
"Danger, you'd better leave, those experts can't handle it." Ai Ai was momentarily jealous, but immediately became concerned about Zhang Shidong's situation.
"If I don't go in to save you, that white horse you're expecting will never come." Zhang Shidong took a step forward, his dagger flashing as he cut off a thread, and the two bomb disposal experts behind him, who refused to leave, watched this scene through the face masks of their protective suits, their hearts suddenly stopping beating in that instant. This guy is crazy, they'd never seen any hero on the battlefield like this before.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
He cut off five silk threads in a row. Zhang Shidong's left hand swung up, and two silver lights flew out of his hand, inserted into the position where the silk thread was broken, and accurately pressed the broken silk thread against the wall, controlling a part of the silk thread to maintain its original tight state.
Zhang Shidong's mine-clearing technique is not the best, but with his super stable heart and hands, combined with the silver needle method, he can dare to break through the various minefields laid by world-class mine-laying masters.
This bomb disposal technique Zhang Shidong had seen before, the price paid for it was the life of a bomb disposal expert who was borrowed for the task, in the task, the bomb disposal expert was blown to death, Zhang Shidong took his place, and with great difficulty, he opened up a path to complete the task on the battlefield, every step was a gamble with his life, Zhang Shidong succeeded, that's why there is today's him.
And in the process of disarming the bomb, he also has a skill that no one else possesses. The golden needle will become his sharp tool, turning each bomb into a pile of gunpowder and a pile of parts. This technique, which only exists in the experimental stage, is simplified by Zhang Shidong, making those bombs that have been modified to be unbreakable, stand before him like a naked girl, no longer mysterious.
True energy stabilizes the thunder, golden needle cuts open and discharges the thunder.
Each of the thunder has become a thorough waste, at most it is an upgraded version of the firecracker toy, Zhang Shidong slowly approached Ai Ai, at this time he was in Ai Ai's heart The image is extremely tall and completely conquered by him. In this room, he is God.
Finally, in front of Ai and under the chair below her, there were two huge homemade bundle packages. Zhang Shidong gently lay down under Ai, listening carefully to the sounds inside, a strand of true energy entered to stabilize the internal structure, those mysterious triggering methods that no one could decipher were no longer mysterious in front of Zhang Shidong.
The consumption of true energy made him gradually appear sweat beads on his forehead, and his skin and clothes began to have a seamless close contact, with wet sweat stains as the attachment.
Just as they were about to open it, Zhang Shidong's eyes suddenly focused, and the sweat on his forehead dripped down, one hand was placed on the thunder that was about to be disassembled, his body half-squatted on the ground, half of his leg was placed on Ai Ai's leg, the hand holding the golden needle was placed on the self-made package tied to her chest, also releasing true energy, the golden needle and the hand performed a miracle under Ai Ai's eyelids.
Finally, Zhang Shidong lay on the ground, and this thunder was a pair of bodies that could only be removed by two people at the same time. Only someone like Zhang Shidong with mysterious kung fu skills could remove it.