Listening to Lin Li's chant, Ding Sihan was dumbfounded.
Who said simple Chinese civilians couldn't handcraft civilian-grade C4?
Wasn't this exactly it?
Remember, the only difference between C4 and A5 is that C4 has a countdown, while A5 doesn't. Use an OPPOA5 against an enemy, and they won't know when it'll explode—of course, neither will you.
"Are you even playing with a phone anymore?!"
After freezing for a moment, Ding Sihan picked up her phone again. After searching for a bit, she looked up and began chanting back at Lin Li:
"According to Article 125 of the Criminal Law and Article 30 of the Public Security Administration Punishments Law, making bombs without authorization is a serious illegal act! Illegally manufacturing explosives constitutes the crime of 'illegally manufacturing explosives' regardless of whether they are used or cause any consequences, punishable by three to ten years in prison; in serious cases, the maximum sentence may be life imprisonment or even death!
"Lin Li, turn yourself in. There's still hope for you. You wouldn't want Ying Bao to be a widow for the rest of her life, would you?!"
Chen Yuying: "?"
Why was she getting dragged into this too?
"Heh, changing the subject because you want to deny that you're bad, huh?"
Lin Li cheerfully ignored that whole speech and continued poking Ding Sihan where it hurt.
"Y-you! I have skill! This game has two ranking systems. I used to reach Tier Seven at my highest, which is equivalent to King level in Honor of Kings—double King, got it?!"
Ding Yiji's face turned red, veins bulging across her forehead as she began to argue.
Then came a series of incomprehensible terms—things like "lag-based hit registration doesn't count as a missed swing," "character tier T3," and "Hall ban slots being targeted"...
This was