Chapter 802 - 803: Methodical and Orderly
Li Tingyan knew Nianyang’s temperament, but even at such a moment, he couldn’t help but be a bit angry, his voice uncontrollably lowering, "Nini, don’t mess around. If it were an ordinary Poison Gas Bag, we could take a chance, but this one has a timed password. No matter how smart you are, there’s a big risk. If a mistake happens, not only won’t we save anyone, your life will be on the line!"
Nianyang’s face was serious, "I can give it a try. I’ve learned a bit about this kind of password. It requires thinking, and as long as I think carefully, there’s surely a way."
Li Tingyan’s eyes were filled with thick haze, his voice deep like a cello, almost emanating from his throat,
"But there’s less than four minutes left now, Nini, don’t be stubborn anymore, hurry and come with me!"
Shi Feng was on the brink of tears, "Nianyang, just go, don’t worry about me. Let me walk the road to the underworld alone. I hope we can meet again in the next life..."
"..."
Where did this drama king come from!
You must have watched plenty of eight o’clock melodramas!
Nianyang rolled her eyes, "I told you to shut up, no talking."
Shi Feng obediently shut his mouth, looking at Nianyang with gratitude. He wasn’t a fool; from Nianyang’s tone, he could tell that she wouldn’t abandon him, that she intended to save him.
Although he held no hope, he was still deeply touched.
In this situation, everyone else had escaped, yet she remained steadfast. How could there be such a wonderful girl?
Li Tingyan felt uncomfortable seeing Shi Feng constantly staring at Nianyang, firmly gripping Nianyang’s hand, "Nini, there’s no time, come with me now."
Nianyang remained motionless, staring at the password device, "Ah Yan, I’m not messing around, listen to me, everyone who sets a password leaves themselves a way out.
It’s also a special sentiment; they subtly mark the answer into the password, making it so that everyone can see the password right in front of them but can’t solve it. This is why they set the password, so the answer must be on here..."
Nianyang appeared composed, and Li Tingyan couldn’t forcibly take her away, so he had to endure his emotions, instructing his subordinates to leave first while he stayed by her side.
He had to stay with Nianyang. If something happened, they would face it together.
If Nianyang died, living alone had no meaning for him.
As time ticked by, only one minute remained.
Nianyang continued to carefully observe the dial, trying to speculate why the opponent placed the Poison Gas Bag on Shi Feng and what their purpose was.
Moreover, it was a timed password, clearly meant to mock you, showing you the password but letting you fail to find it, considering you deserved it.
Beads of sweat continuously formed on Nianyang’s forehead as her mind raced wildly.
"Nini, there are only thirty seconds left!" Li Tingyan’s harsh, hoarse voice resonated; at that moment, he almost despaired.
Shi Feng had calmed down, gently smiling as he watched Nianyang seriously manipulating the device, "Nianyang, it seems we’re going to die together this time..."
Li Tingyan’s dark eyes were stormy, his tone furious, "Who’s dying with you? You die alone; if anyone’s dying together, it’s me and my wife."
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