Chapter 1238 — Danger Defused
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Because the man's death would trigger the detonator inside his body and blow the explosives here to kingdom come — Wei Zhao was naturally not about to be so rash.
"Aagh!" The man let out a shriek — the pain of having his chest cut open was more than he could endure! He was a death-sworn soldier, unafraid to die, but that did not mean he was unafraid of pain!
"Feeling good now, are you? Didn't you want to play a suicide game?" Wei Zhao paid no heed to the man's howls and briskly opened up his chest cavity — surgery of this caliber was effortless work for him.
"You're not even human!" the man screamed at the top of his lungs.
Now, at last, he regretted it. Why had he played a suicide game with Wei Zhao? Had he known the suffering it would bring, he would rather have taken poison from the start and blown this madman to pieces with him! But now he could not move at all — nothing was left to him but speech. Suicide? How was he supposed to manage that?
"Dying to die now, are you?" Wei Zhao asked mildly. "No problem. You'll get your wish soon enough — once I've taken out the remote device, you can die."
The man knew that whatever he said would be useless, would earn him nothing but Wei Zhao's mockery. So he simply shut his eyes and did not utter another word.
Very quickly Wei Zhao found the explosives' remote control inside the man's chest cavity. The device was exquisitely made, evidently the most advanced technology in existence, activated by the pulse around the heart.
Naturally, for a world-famous international criminal organization, the technology at its command was not to be
underestimated.
The Red Conch — Wei Zhao had heard of them before, though he had never crossed paths with them. Most of his past missions had been the sort where a man sold his life for money; that he had never run into Red Conch specifically was no surprise.
Now, though, this remote device made Wei Zhao's expression turn somewhat grave. To disable the control, one would have to destroy either its power supply or its transmitting component.
That, however, was no great difficulty for Wei Zhao. He reached out and gripped one end of the remote device, and at once the jade pendant at his chest began to pulse a warning: this spot, presumably, was dangerous — squeeze there, and it might set off the explosives.
Wei Zhao tried another spot; the pendant still warned him. Unhurried, he shifted from position to position, one after another, until he found a spot where the pendant gave no warning. Without the slightest hesitation, he squeezed.
A sound of shattering metal rang out; half the remote device was crushed to powder in his palm. For a Mystic Rank expert, that was no problem at all.
Pulling out the crushed fragment, Wei Zhao examined the interior carefully. Sure enough, this was the wireless transmitter section — with that circuit pulverized, the control could be activated all it liked and still be no more dangerous than a tiger without teeth.
Even if the remote device were triggered, it posed no danger whatsoever.
Wei Zhao casually ripped the remains of the remote device away from beside the man's heart, paying no mind at all to whether he lived or died.
A death-sworn soldier of this kind had no value to exploit, and no useful information was to be had from his mouth either. Whether he lived or died was no concern of Wei Zhao's.
Once the remote device was torn out, Wei Zhao heard — as expected — no explosion whatsoever. The danger had been completely defused.
"Impossible. That's impossible!" The man stared at Wei Zhao in horror. He had never imagined Wei Zhao could strip the remote device away so easily without detonating a single charge!