Chapter 1300： Probability and Statistics

Yan Mingshun's heart sank to the bottom, and for the first time he felt flustered. Even when he faced death, he never panicked, but now——

He is afraid!

"Don't worry too much... I have calculated that the probability of surviving the explosion is 8.8% (don't test it, I made it up), which means that Zhao Mei has an 8.8% chance of surviving, It's still quite big..." Li Mengchen said with a straight face, as if he was talking about a kitten and a puppy. [WWw.SuiMеng.lā

"To shut up!"

Yan Mingshun glared at him coldly, if this guy continued talking, he would definitely kill him.

The air was filled with the choking smell of gunpowder smoke, which Yan Mingshun was not unfamiliar with. He could smell it often, and it was more familiar than the smell of food.

But now he doesn't want to smell it at this time, which makes him panic!

Yan Mingshun drove the car to the gate of the factory building and got out of the car as if flying. At such a hurry, Yan Mingshun also noticed that he saw a white van in the distance and drove away from another road.

It was a little far from the factory building, and it seemed that the suspicion was not too big, but Yan Mingshun still paid attention and wrote down the license plate number of the car.

If it was someone else, at such a long distance, he would definitely not be able to see the license plate number. Yan Mingshun's body was transformed by elixir, so he could see clearly.

There was thick smoke billowing in the factory building, and the smell of gunpowder smoke was everywhere, which was very choking, and when they were about to enter, there were several explosions, and they could not enter at all.

"The person who made the explosives should be a novice, very unprofessional. The explosives were not blown up at one time, but were blown up several times. You should be lucky that Zhao Mei's chance of surviving can be increased to more than 20%."

Li Mengchen was very calm, without a trace of emotion, so calm that Yan Mingshun wanted to beat people up.

Although what the magician said made him relieved, he was still very upset.

It was his little princess who didn't know whether to live or die, so why did this magician arbitrarily calculate the life and death of Meimei?

"Shut up, and then I'll kill you!" Yan Mingshun's eyes flashed fiercely, and Li Mengchen shut up honestly.

He suddenly found that in the face of absolute force, the IQ thing is a little unreliable, why don't you go back and practice Wing Chun after this trip!

After the explosion stopped, Yan Mingshun was the first to rush into the gunpowder smoke, but the smoke was so thick that he couldn't see clearly at all.

And there is a very bad person beside him, who has been quacking ducks!

"No... I missed something just now. Under such a powerful explosion, this abandoned factory building may not be able to hold up, it will..."

"What?" Yan Mingshun sank.

"It will collapse In this way, Zhao Mei's chance of surviving will drop to less than seven percent." Li Mengchen counted with his fingers for a minute and nodded with satisfaction.

"roll"

Yan Mingshun couldn't bear it any longer, he punched him, his eyebrows would definitely be fine, this **** stick is talking nonsense.

Li Mengchen was stunned, didn't he say that a good gentleman speaks and does not do anything?

He must practice Wing Chun when he goes back. With his IQ, he must be able to fight better than Yan Mingshun.

Of course, soon Li Mengchen will discover another sad fact—

Whether you can play or not has nothing to do with your IQ!

A broken brick fell towards Yan Mingshun, and he dodged in a flash, the brick fell to the ground, rolled a few times and then stopped, and then, scattered bricks fell beside them.

Even if he can't see clearly now, Yan Mingshun also understands that the magician is right——

The house is really going to collapse!