The night was deep, yet the bustling night scene of Lin'an City had not yet faded, replaced instead by silence and tranquility. The flickering streetlights were extraordinarily brilliant, revealing a sense of extravagance everywhere.

A city of Lin'an, with a population of ten million, is undoubtedly an international metropolis. Here, dreams and reality intertwine relentlessly, intoxicating people and making them linger unwilling to leave.

At this moment, on a bustling street in Lin'an City, Ye Qing walked out of a bar reeking of alcohol. Despite the heavy smell of wine on him, his face showed no sign of intoxication.

After all, being the Soldier King of the Capital Military District, Ye Qing was not only extraordinarily skilled but also had an enormous alcohol tolerance. He had drunk two full bottles of Glenfiddich inside, yet appeared exceptionally sober at the moment.

"Damn, the world here in Lin'an City is way more comfortable, being cooped up in the military district every day was driving me nuts!"

With a hint of a cynical smile on his face, Ye Qing smiled slightly. At this moment, he directly stepped toward his Land Cruiser parked by the roadside.

Bang!

Just as Ye Qing was walking towards the Land Cruiser, a young man coming head-on collided with Ye Qing, making a sound.

"Sorry, sorry"

This young man was still somewhat polite. After colliding with Ye Qing, he quickly apologized, then turned and continued walking forward.

All this seemed like a simple little accident, nothing much to worry about.

"Stop!"

But before the young man could take two steps, Ye Qing grabbed the young man's arm and said, "Kid, put down my phone!"

"Phone? What phone?"

Upon hearing this, the young man spoke with a puzzled voice, full of bewilderment in his words.

"Stop bullshitting me!"

Hearing the young man's words, Ye Qing exerted his arm, pressing the young man against a nearby wall, and said coldly, "You think I don't know you swiped my phone the moment you bumped into me?"

"If you know what's good for you, hand over the phone. Otherwise, don't blame me for breaking your arm!"

In his words, Ye Qing's voice was low, carrying a tinge of coldness. At the same time, he suddenly twisted the young man's arm hard, sending a wave of pain directly into the young man's arm.

Ah!

Feeling the wave of pain surging, the young man screamed miserably and said, "It's going to break, it's going to break, brother, I'll hand it over, I'll hand it over!"

The young man spoke loudly and embarrassingly.

"What are you standing there for?"

Hearing the young man's words, Ye Qing said, "Hand back the phone!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Upon hearing this, the young man did not dare to hesitate, hurriedly took out three phones from his pocket, and said, "Brother, tonight I only swiped three phones, which one is yours?"

"Leave them all with me!"

Seeing the three phones in the young man's hand, Ye Qing took them all and said, "Now get lost, if I see you again, you won't be so lucky!"

Holding the three phones in his hand, in an instant, Ye Qing released the young man in his grasp, then kicked the young man, appearing very contemptuous.

The young man, kicked by Ye Qing, dared not speak out in anger. He glanced at Ye Qing, moved his body, and dashed away as if he was flying, looking extremely frightened and embarrassed.

"Petty thief."

Seeing the young man quickly running ahead, Ye Qing smiled, then took the three phones and returned to his Land Cruiser.

"Today's really my lucky day, scored two extra phones."

Sitting in the driver's seat, Ye Qing put his phone in his pocket and said with a laugh, "Not bad at all, two are the latest iPhone models, and they all look brand new."

While speaking, Ye Qing carefully examined the two phones in his hand, with an even broader smile on his face.

Though a Soldier King, he only adhered to one principle: anything in his hands automatically belonged to him.

Under such circumstances, Ye Qing seemed very pleased.

"Hmm?"

At this moment, while Ye Qing was fiddling with the two phones, he let out a doubtful voice.

Because he noticed something unusual in the black phone in front of him.

On the screen of this black iPhone, a small red dot was slowly pulsing, like a breathing light, rising and falling, looking very eye-catching.

Aren't stolen phones supposed to be shut down immediately? And since when did this flashy breathing light design become a feature on iPhones?

At this moment, a series of questions suddenly filled Ye Qing's mind.

Could it be…

Seeing this red breathing light, something suddenly clicked in Ye Qing's mind, and his face changed drastically. He threw the phone fiercely toward the back seat, and without any hesitation, opened the car door and ran outside!

Boom!

Just as Ye Qing got out of the car and before he could run two steps, a huge boom sounded from behind him in an instant, and Ye Qing was also thrown out by a gust of air, stumbling and appearing very distressed!

"Silver Nitrate detonating device!"

Lying on the ground in extreme distress, Ye Qing said coldly. His face went slightly pale, his clothes were in disarray, and the sharp features of his face were marked with fine blood traces from shattered glass shards!

Especially his Land Cruiser behind him, which had been completely twisted by the explosion, with raging fire igniting upon it, looking utterly horrific!

"That damn phone was a silver nitrate detonating device!"

Speaking with extreme anger, Ye Qing said, being proficient in explosives; he naturally knew only something like silver nitrate could be packed into a phone and still cause such tremendous power!

Silver nitrate is an extremely volatile chemical substance, flammable and explosive, with even a small dose capable of producing tremendous power. A basketball-sized amount of silver nitrate is enough to obliterate a seven-story building!

The power of silver nitrate is evident!

And given the flammable and explosive nature of silver nitrate, it's impossible for regular people to handle it easily. Transporting and synthesizing it is extremely difficult, let alone fitting it into a phone to make such a detonating device!

From all this, Ye Qing could infer that the person who made this silver nitrate detonating device must be a master in the field of explosives!

"Bastard! Don't let me catch you. When you fall into my hands, I'll make your life worse than death..."

Speaking coldly, Ye Qing's words were full of anger.

He, an illustrious Soldier King, in an unguarded moment, unexpectedly got caught in such an underhanded trap. Such conduct made him exceedingly furious!

Buzz!

And just as Ye Qing was engulfed in anger, a phone vibrating sound suddenly rang from his pocket!

Feeling the phone vibrating, in an instant, Ye Qing took out his phone, only to find the call was from an unknown number.

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