Urban Super Soldier King-Chapter 857: Effects Caused by an Explosion

Wang Hongbin also realized his own loss of composure, so he quickly coughed to feign calmness and said, "I know which buttons to press, I just wanted to test you."

Even he didn’t believe his own words, but fortunately, his skin was thick enough. He then looked at He Guisheng and said, "Now is exactly when your abilities are being tested. Many things are unpredictable, so you must learn to stay composed and adapt to the situation."

He Guisheng wasn’t an idiot. This was a critical moment—if the bomb was detonated now, it would yield the best results.

But Wang Hongbin, just to cover up his mistake, was wasting time here. It made He Guisheng feel an impulse to cough up blood. How could he not have noticed before how absolutely useless this person was? He wasn’t much better than Wang Li.

In the span of a moment, He Guisheng thought through many things, and at that same instant, he made a big decision: he absolutely couldn’t stay under Wang Hongbin’s thumb for the rest of his life.

"Big brother, I understand everything now. We should detonate it immediately; if we miss the opportunity, it’ll seem awkward," He Guisheng reminded him.

"Are you lecturing me?" Wang Hongbin, still irritated about his earlier mistake, saw He Guisheng’s attitude and clearly didn’t believe anything he said.

What he wanted now was for He Guisheng to understand that he was the boss, and no matter what he did, it was always right.

"I wouldn’t dare," He Guisheng, realizing he was being too hasty, quickly lowered his head as he spoke.

Seeing that He Guisheng had finally come to his senses, Wang Hongbin slowly took out the remote control.

Honestly, he was nervous inside. After all, there were tens of thousands of people at the scene, and if he pressed this button, who knew how many would lose their lives.

But what made him nervous wasn’t the thought of people dying—it was whether the explosion would affect his own safety. frёewebnoѵēl.com

Ultimately, no matter how many died, it would happen on someone else’s turf and have nothing to do with him.

When He Guisheng saw that Wang Hongbin had taken out the remote control, he was too scared to say anything. He didn’t want to anger Wang Hongbin again and miss the best timing.

Meanwhile, in a distant corner, a young man gazed confidently at the competition venue and smiled.

Seen wearing casual clothes and a baseball cap, this was none other than Ren Baohe, whom Wang Li had mentioned.

A little while earlier, he had heard an explosion and knew that his bomb had gone off.

Now he was hiding in the corner, secretly thrilled. If the theatre explosion hadn’t drawn widespread societal attention, this one should certainly do the trick.

After all, last time the theatre had some unstable factors—official departments could always fabricate something to brush it off.

But the racetrack was different. There were no flammables or explosives there. If it exploded, it could only mean it was human-caused.

Moreover, the venue was packed with people shoulder-to-shoulder; such a massive explosion couldn’t possibly kill fewer than hundreds or even thousands.

However, what puzzled Ren Baohe was that there had been only one bang at the scene, followed by complete silence.

Still, he didn’t dwell on it. As long as his bomb exploded, the goal of this operation would be achieved.

Standing in the corner of an alley, Ren Baohe leaned confidently against the wall and pulled out his phone.

"My mission is complete. Just wait—tomorrow there will be explosive news from the second city of Huaxia. This time, it’ll definitely hit the target," Ren Baohe said leisurely, looking up at the sky.

"Is that so? Then we’ll look forward to your explosive news," came the reply before the other party hung up the phone directly.

Ren Baohe gazed at the drifting white clouds in the sky and grinned—a radiant smile. Their lifelong pursuit was freedom, soaring like eagles in the boundless sky.

They wanted no government’s constraints or anything limiting them. All they sought was to live as they pleased.

Back at the racetrack, Wang Hongbin held the remote and pressed it for ages, but nothing happened at all.

He suspected that he might have been so agitated that he’d forgotten which button to press. He didn’t get angry right away, lest he embarrassed himself as he had earlier.

He studied the remote for a while and, after determining that the buttons were correct, pressed them again—but still, there was no reaction.

"What’s wrong, Big Brother?" He Guisheng asked, raising his head to look at Wang Hongbin.

He couldn’t understand—why hadn’t Wang Hongbin detonated the bomb? Could it be that he had done something wrong again?

Wang Hongbin pressed the buttons once more before tossing the remote control to He Guisheng directly.

The first failure, he’d assumed there was a problem with the device; now the second failure made him suspect his own operations.

After all, this was high-tech stuff. Pressing the wrong button could lead to total malfunction.

Wang Hongbin controlled his temper and covertly observed He Guisheng operating the device.

When He Guisheng saw the remote in his hands, he started pressing the buttons, thinking if it detonated now, they wouldn’t miss the best timing.

But even after he followed the procedures and pressed the buttons, there was still no movement at the scene.

He Guisheng was dumbfounded. What was going on? Ren Baohe had clearly guaranteed its reliability, and he’d successfully triggered the theatre explosion—so why was it malfunctioning here?

When Wang Hongbin saw that He Guisheng’s actions mirrored his own, he finally couldn’t hold back his outburst.

"What the hell is going on? Didn’t you say it was foolproof?" Wang Hongbin bellowed with wide eyes, suddenly feeling like he’d been played.

At this moment, He Guisheng was drenched in cold sweat. He pressed the buttons repeatedly, but it had no effect.

"Could it be the batteries are dead?" With trembling hands, He Guisheng opened the compartment holding the batteries.

The batteries were brand-new, and he’d even bought high-energy ones backed by marketing hype. Could he have been scammed?

"Big brother, it must be the batteries causing the issue." He Guisheng lifted his head and was greeted by Wang Hongbin’s murderous glare.

Furious, Wang Hongbin kicked He Guisheng off the elevated VIP stand without warning.

The stand overlooked a dense crowd below.

Caught off guard, He Guisheng plummeted without even a chance to prepare.

Fortunately, the area was packed, and the fall wasn’t from too high up; he landed on several people, escaping injury. However, several unlucky bystanders likely ended up with broken bones.

Panic-stricken, He Guisheng instantly got up and rushed back toward Wang Hongbin. He’d only recently earned his position, and Wang Hongbin could easily demote him again.

He had no desire to return to his previous life. Being under Wang Li’s thumb earlier had been a hellish existence.

Thus, despite being kicked aside, he had to hurry back to Wang Hongbin and beg for forgiveness.

At that moment, he made a venomous vow: he must achieve greatness in his lifetime—one day, he would reign supreme.

Meanwhile, the happiest person was Wang Li. Watching He Guisheng being kicked off, he felt an immense sense of satisfaction...