Ethan Luo wiped the tears from his face and said softly: "Brother Connor Wen, it's time for you to go."
Connor Wen turned to look at him in disbelief: "Leave? If I leave, will you be blown to death?"
"Chang Xing will not let me die without getting what I need. He must be remotely controlling the bomb. He does this just to torture us. Go, my people should have arrived at the port, and they will ensure your safety." Ethan Luo finally squeezed Connor Wen's hand hard, then slowly let go.
The moment the two hands separated, Connor Wen suddenly felt the temperature being drained away from his body. He was chilled and began to shiver. He gritted his teeth and shook his head: "Chang Xing is not joking." What if the bomb cannot be remotely controlled or stopped?
"The bomb can be controlled remotely, believe me." Ethan Luo raised his chin towards the corner of the cabin, "Look carefully at the pile of cargo, there is a surveillance camera."
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