Chapter 768: Someone persuade Wang Pangzi! This damn thing is going to kill us all!

【Holy crap! This Fatty is too awesome!】

【This isn't a question of courage; even someone with great courage shouldn't dare to do this, right?!】

【It's not just Fatty; look at Zhang Tianshi's expression; he's not panicked at all!】

【Should have expected it long ago, right?】

【Zhang Tianshi wouldn't panic even if he encountered a thousand-year-old zombie, let alone this bunch of scum!】

Above the Crescent Hotel, Zhang Lin smiled helplessly after seeing this scene.

He thought to himself that this was truly Wang Pangzi's style; these few foreigners shouldn't have offended anyone, but they ran here to pick up ready-made things.

Then the result should have been destined from the beginning.

The countdown for this time bomb was ten minutes, and its seconds decreased bit by bit.

And as time went back, everyone's hearts tightened bit by bit.

This included not only those foreigners but also the viewers watching the live broadcast.

Wang Pangzi's approach certainly made them feel shocked and very admirable.

But at the same time, they were full of confusion, because it didn't conform to conventional logic!

Everyone knows there is a kind of person who is ruthless and doesn't talk much, and acts instead of arguing.

But they stubbornly believe that such people only exist in fictional stories; in reality, there are very few such nerve-wracking existences.

Besides, since Wang Pangzi could walk here and find this palace with the team, it was indeed Zhang Lin's credit, but he wasn't a complete fool.

Generally, those who act instead of arguing are stubborn and have no brains.

Wang Pangzi just doesn't want to think, which doesn't prove he is an idiot.

If he had said two more harsh words before taking out the bomb, everyone would have barely accepted it.

But this Fatty was good; he didn't say a word, and didn't even give the other party too much reaction time, directly pressing the countdown button.

The situation now was that the spilled water couldn't be gathered.

And the foreigner's leader, after seeing Wang Pangzi's state, subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

But he might want to use his actions to interpret that he wasn't scared, still saying toughly: "What do you want to prove to me? Don't tell me you want me to believe this bomb is real?"

At this moment, his words were all out of probing.

And Zhang Lin, inside the Crescent Hotel, shook his head with a smile after hearing this.

He thought to himself that the things Wang Pangzi took out were three parts true and seven parts false, which was correct.

But at this time, he wouldn't bring out fake things to scare people, let alone who would bring fake explosives when tomb raiding.

And at this time, the audience inside the Crescent Hotel, because they were full of confusion, didn't know who to ask.

They hurriedly raised their hands and asked, "Mr. Zhang, do you think the bomb in Wang Pangzi's hand is real or fake?"

The audience understood that such a question shouldn't be asked to Zhang Lin; if it was about some situations in the tomb, Zhang Lin could naturally answer.

But such a question was entirely out of an instinctive judgment, and whether Zhang Lin had a complete understanding of Wang Pangzi's personality.

He was right about this point; Zhang Lin shook his head and said, "Does this even need to be said? It must be real, no matter how well I know this person."

"You can think with this line of thought: who would bring fake explosives when tomb raiding? It's a thankless task!"

Zhang Lin's logic was very simple; no one could predict this kind of accident in advance.

This pondering itself was very dangerous; he didn't expect there to be a tail.

The key was that this tail didn't come from the same place, and the purpose of these people was obvious.

Under these premises, Wang Pangzi taking out the bomb was indeed to scare them, and similarly, if this group of people didn't know how to advance or retreat.

Wang Pangzi would definitely not hesitate.