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"Lu Yiyao, I, Ding Zigeng, will die with your family of three. "Haha …"

Lu Yiyao raised his eyebrows and fixed his deep gaze on Ding Zigeng's left hand.

It was a remote control for a miniature bomb.

Beep, beep, beep...

The timer's clear voice reached Lu Yiyao's ears.

He judged that the bomb was either tied to Ding Zigeng or it was installed on his black SUV.

No matter where it was installed