Gu Changsheng's peripheral vision caught this scene, and his eyes immediately widened in shock, his heart pounding with terror.
It all happened in the blink of an eye; before Gu Changsheng could even utter a word, he dashed forward like an arrow, his figure shooting through like a swift missile.
Lau Mang had no time to react before his vision blurred, a dazzling red flash cutting through, lifting the dust that blinded him.
Gu Changsheng moved quickly.
What is hanging by a thread? What is a race against time?
The scalpel cut the fuse, his hand transformed into a blade and plunged into the source of the fuse, and in the blink of an eye, he was holding the already-triggered landmine.
"Get down!"
With a loud shout, Gu Changsheng sprinted in the opposite direction of the crowd like an arrow released from its bow.
The crowd was jolted by this fierce shout, their minds rattled.