Hearing Luo Fei say this, Han Xiao sneered twice.
"Do you think you're shooting a movie here?"
"Today, both you and I will die here. I'll also deliver an explosion to Jiangzhou City, a place I despise. Neither my damned father nor his cursed career will fare well."
At this moment, Luo Fei was extremely calm. He raised his hand to signal the two snipers beside him to put away their guns, and he instructed the helicopter to move back until it reached a safe distance.
Liao Xingyu and the others also arrived, but they only dared to maintain a standoff from a distance; no one could easily approach.
The power of that remote bomb was feared to be even more terrible than the ones detonated during previous exercises.
"Han Xiao, it's not Jiangzhou City you hate, it's your father!"
"Shut up!"
Han Xiao, provoked by his opponent, seemed a little emotionally unstable.
