Chapter 1180

Ding Han sees Huo Jibai come in, tears fall down in series, "Xiaobai......"

Huo Jibai sits down beside Ding Han and holds her hand tightly. His eyes see that the time on the bomb decreases one second at a time. After all, he is a 17-8-year-old boy. He doesn't have Huo Yan's steadiness and calmness, and his eyes turn red instantly. "Mom, don't be afraid, Uncle Wu is here, and nothing will happen."

The words are all about the trust and reverence of Huo Yan.

Ding Han nodded, "mom is not afraid."

The room was quiet for a moment, and the sobs of Ding Han and the occasional sniffle of Huo Jibai were heard clearly.

The atmosphere is serious and dull, which makes people nervous and nervous.

Everyone's eyes fell on Huoyan's sharp hands, expecting him to dismantle the bomb as soon as possible.

Time passed by, and the time to see the bomb turned to 01:36. Everyone's heart was like a bow drawing closer, as if it would break if we tried a little harder.

Dinghan from the beginning of full of hope to slowly despair, she pushed away Huo Jibai's hand, "go, you go quickly, or it will be too late."

Huo Ji Bai sat on the sofa and didn't move. The unruly youth also shed tears. "I won't go."

Ding Han pushes Huo Jibai, "go, go, you will be a mother five years ago."

"Mom..." Huo Jibai, with scarlet eyes, sat like a mountain. "Even if it's only a second, we can't give up."

Ding Han can't move Huo Jibai, and she looks at Huoyan, who has been crouching in front of her, from her eyes blurred by tears. "Yan Qian, I'm not afraid of death. I can see Yan Lin when I'm dead, but I can't take you and Xiao Bai away. Yan Lin will blame me. I beg you to take Xiao Bai with me."

"Don't talk." Huoyan's voice was cold and heavy, and a layer of tiny sweat appeared on her forehead.

At a glance, the despair in Dinghan's eyes turned into a waterfall at 00:45. She pushed away the Huoyan in front of her with one hand and dared not move around. She could only hold her waist and push huojibai with her arms. "Go, you all go. I'm not Jianxi. I'm Dinghan. I have nothing to do with you."

"Mom..." Huo Jibai turns back and holds Dinghan's hand. "I won't go."

Dinghan flings Huo Jibai's hand away with cold face. "I'm not your mother. Your mother died when the plane crashed. Go, go..."

"Have you had enough trouble!" Huo Yan's deep voice sounded in the room.

Ding Han and Huo Jibai suddenly stop.

"Just be quiet if you don't want to die together." Huoyan's eyes are cold and fierce.

Ding Han's eyes are tearful, "feast is inclined, why do you..."

"Shut up!" Huo Yanqian seems to have lost patience. His voice is full of frightening power. His eyes fall on the black box on Ding Han's waist, where the time shows 00:15.

Ding Han no longer pushes Huo Ji Bai, his face is as dead as ashes, and murmurs, "it's over, it's all over, I'm the sinner of Huo family, Yan Lin, I'm sorry for you..."

Huoyan squats down in front of Ding Han, holding the scissors in a big, clear hand, and comes to the four wires of different colors. Without hesitation, he cuts off the red and white lines, and the stopwatch drops out.

"It's done. It's done. It's OK." Huo Jibai shouted excitedly.

Ding Han reflected from his own thoughts, looked down, saw that the time of the bomb on his waist was gone, and his face showed the joy of the afterlife. He turned around and hugged Huo Jibai, crying loudly.

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