Song Jianjia's beautiful eyes narrowed, fixating intently on the black backpack in Lin Shuang's hands.
What was inside that backpack?
Based on its shape and appearance, it somewhat resembled explosives.
Song Jianjia sneered upon hearing this, "What now? You have explosives in your backpack? Ha, even if you brought a ton of C4, it'd be useless. How many people could such a small amount of C4 possibly kill?"
Even Su Wanqiao's pretty face tensed, looking at Lin Shuang with some concern.
In the face of this situation, how was Lin Shuang going to turn the tables? And what exactly was in that backpack of his?
The numerous combat warriors around them also started to sneer.
There were tens of thousands of them on site.
How big was Lin Shuang's backpack anyway? A backpack's worth of explosives could never kill so many people present.
These warriors had seen much of the world and scoffed continuously.