Ghost Xiaotong clapped and cheered excitedly from the side. "We really should've recorded this. This is the Warden's embarrassing history."
Bai Ye was holding back his laughter as well. He had never expected the Warden, who had always presented himself as brutal and savage, to make such a ridiculous spectacle of himself.
The Warden was like a powder keg about to ignite. Crimson flames blazed over his body, making every strand of his hair stand on end.
He was about to explode with rage. This was supposed to be a solemn, weighty revenge, yet that old bastard Qin Songting had dared to toy with him like this!?
What infuriated him most was that he had actually fallen for it.
No matter how hard the Warden racked his brains, he could never have imagined things unfolding this way. In his mind, his godfather had been a sinister, cunning, deeply calculating mastermind who always kept a contingency plan.
So the moment Qin Songting backed up his consciousness, he had sensed something was wrong and realized that the other party still had a trump card.
A trump card Qin Songting had saved for the very end had to be extraordinary.
So he ran.
But what Qin Songting finally revealed wasn't a trump card—it was fucking underwear!
On the screen, Qin Songting's heart was in turmoil. What the hell was going on!?
Where was my Nanobomb? Where was that huge Nanobomb of mine??
The Nanobomb I spent countless manpower and resources, enduring endless hardship to obtain from the shelter—where the hell was it!??
He had no time to think, because a fist brimming with fury had already smashed toward him.
Bang!
The entire display screen, along with the massive electronic equipment behind it, was shattered by the violent Blood Qi. Even the metal wall