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Chapter 966

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There were about seven to eight hundred people in the stock exchange. When they heard the countdown from ten, some of them did not dare to gamble anymore and wanted to run away.

But they were afraid that if they ran, others would look down on them and say that they did not trust their country's police and were cowards!

This feeling of living under the thumb of others was really painful and conflicted.

They were afraid of the bomb, but they were even more afraid of being judged by others.

“9!”

In the video, The Clown counted.

Some people's hearts were beating fast. Looking at the motionless police officers and the security team, they seemed to have a card up their sleeves. This gave the other citizens some confidence.

“8!”

The section chief said to the screen, "Stop counting. If there's really a bomb, just blow it up."

“7!”

The surrounding people panicked. Immediately, one or two people could not stand the pressure of the tense atmosphere and turned to run outside.

But the hidden police officers came over and stopped him. "Sorry, where are you going? Please accept our inspection. "

“6!”

"What inspection? They're going to detonate the bomb. If we don't leave now, it'll be too late!" The person panicked and wanted to rush out.

His words made the already frightened crowd even more restless.

"Stop, please accept our inspection." The police officer pulled out his pistol and pointed it at him.

“5!”

The guy who was about to escape saw the countdown from five and could not hold it in anymore. But he was pointed at his head again, so he could only hand his briefcase to the police.

The police took a look and found that there was no problem.

"Can I go now?" The guy quickly took his bag and rushed out.

After he took the lead, the people inside could not stand the threat of the guests.

Honestly, no one dared to bet on whether there was a bomb or not. If there was, they would die!

But if there was no bomb, they would not get any rewards. So, who wanted to take the risk?

In an instant, at least thirty to fifty people were ready to leave.

But how could the police let them go so easily? What if the criminals were among them and escaped?

But their inspection delayed the people's time to leave.

“4!”

The section chief's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He could not help but ask the bomb disposal team, "Is it really okay?"

"Don't worry." The bomb disposal team turned around and said to the crowd, "We swear in the name of God that this place is safe! Very safe! From yesterday to today, the police have been guarding here to prevent anyone from planting bombs. We can guarantee that no bombs will come in. The people from the Ministry of National Defense also guarantee that there are not that many bombs for the guests to use! They want to create panic in the country so that we can't even fend for ourselves in the war against the Land of Mercenaries. We're all rational adults, you should know what their goal is! "

"They're right. If there was a bomb, it would have exploded long ago. Only an idiot would remind us to evacuate. The guests are doing this to make us afraid and panic. They want to sow discord between us citizens and the police. I believe in the experts and our country's special police. If even the American experts can't confirm whether there is a bomb or not, then no security team in the world can be trusted."

"3!" The screen was still counting.

Everyone looked at each other and swallowed their saliva.

“2!”

Some people even hugged each other and wanted to run out, but the circle of police outside seemed to want to prove that they were right and did not allow the citizens inside to go out.

Some curled up in a corner; some called their law officers to tell them something; some crossed themselves in front of their chests and prayed that this was just April Fool's Day!

“1!”

When the number was read by the clown on the screen, everyone closed their eyes and covered their ears, afraid that there would really be an explosion.

Some of them even let out sharp screams. This was the only way to vent the fear in their hearts.

But.

The explosion did not follow.

After a full two seconds, the section chief and the security team breathed a sigh of relief.

The security team was covered in cold sweat.

The section chief's back was drenched in sweat.

"Look," the nationalist suddenly said loudly, "there's nothing."

Just when everyone's hearts were at ease, suddenly, there was a loud noise.

The zipper on the nationalist's jacket, the metal on his belt, the cell phone on his crotch, and the golden earrings all exploded at the same time!

Bang!

It was as if he had been shot through the heart by a sniper rifle. Suddenly, his body froze and then he fell to the ground. His crotch, chest, and ears were all blown up. His whole body was a bloody mess on the ground.

"Have you felt the sorrow of the battlefield? If not, I will let you experience it. Now, welcome to hell! "At this moment, the clown's cold voice came out from the screen.

Then, the clown's poker cards slowly fell from the sky.

The section chief and the security team looked up at the poker cards falling from the sky in a daze.

Chaos broke out all around. Everyone rushed outside, pushing over the police officers who were blocking their way and trampling over them.

But when they ran to the entrance of the stock exchange, the steel plates of the automatic door self-destructed.

The broken glass shards hit their faces and bodies. Everything in the hands or bags of everyone present that had metal material in them self-destructed at this moment. Even the frame of the big screen exploded. The LCD screen shattered and the huge screen slowly fell from the sky, crushing four or five people who could not run away in time.

The section chief took out his cell phone and was about to call for an ambulance. But the moment he placed the phone next to his ear, it suddenly exploded and his whole head exploded like a watermelon.

Welcome to hell!

Looking at the hall of the stock exchange from the sky, it was not an exaggeration to describe it as a scene from hell. The entire hall was filled with pools of blood. Some people's broken arms and legs were soaked in blood.

The screams were hoarse and full of despair.

The people outside wanted to rush in, but they were all sent flying by the explosion of the falling glass.

They saw with their own eyes the hundreds of people inside slowly fall to the ground under the sound of the explosions. The inside of the hall was even on fire due to the frequent explosions. The people who did not wear metal wanted to run but were affected by the explosions and fell to the ground. Although they did not die, the fire engulfed the entire hall of the stock exchange.

The entire stock exchange was suddenly engulfed in flames. The people on the streets outside were terrified and could only pray silently.

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