After finishing these tasks, Xiang Yu finally opened the person's bag, finding it full of microbombs that were identical to those used by Ren Baohe.
If these bombs were all planted here, they might not level the entire train station, but they would undeniably cause significant havoc.
Moreover, the enemy definitely wouldn't be carrying just these bombs; the others likely had more.
Coming out of the building, Xiang Yu noticed many people already standing up and preparing to depart.
These people were mere civilians; how could they possibly know they were facing a life-threatening danger?
At times, Xiang Yu truly envied them. They lived such simple lives, free to pursue whatever they desired.
But when he thought about it—if he were to become someone like that, would he still be Xiang Yu?
He smiled bitterly and shook his head, then proceeded toward the small plaza at the back. The "plaza" was essentially a parking lot, and at this hour, there weren't many cars parked inside.
