Chapter 822 Jax Loses
Chapter 822 Jax Loses
Jax, with over two decades of experience in criminal investigations, was well-versed in all things related to bombs. He couldn't believe that a mere stone could trigger an explosion.
Daniel picked up a small stone from the ground and casually waved it in his hand. He reminded Jax, "Jax, watch closely! I've got the stone here. Once I toss it into that abandoned building, it will set off the bombs, causing a chain reaction of explosions."
"Daniel, go ahead and do it! But I don't believe that a small rock can trigger any bombs inside. And who's to say there are bombs at all? If there aren't any bombs, it doesn't matter if you throw a rock or drive a tank into the building-it won't explode," Jax retorted, his skepticism apparent.
Uncertain if there were any bombs in the abandoned building, Jax still believed the chances were slim. Even if there were bombs, a small rock certainly wouldn't set them off. He was confident of winning this bet.
Daniel tossed the small stone lightly, and it flew into the abandoned building, producing a series of clinks and clatters as it bounced off the walls. "Daniel, I didn't expect you to throw it so far and make it bounce around the walls like that. If it were a grenade, you'd probably throw it a mile," Jax remarked sarcastically before adding, "But the stone's been clattering around for a while now, and there's no explosion. Maybe there were no bombs in there to begin with. If that's the case, Daniel, you've lost. And you ought to keep your word-slap yourself and admit you're a liar."
Just as Jax finished speaking, a loud explosion rang out, and flames shot into the sky.
BOOM!
Everyone was momentarily stunned.
BOOM!
BOOM! BOOM!
A series of explosions followed,
lighting up the night. Even a blind et
person could tell that bombs were going off, and it wasn't just a single bomb-there were dozens.
The explosions continued for over ten minutes, turning the
Stonforced concrete buildings
Wool
into a complete and utter
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Daniel turned to Jax, grinning, "Jax, you've lost. Time to pay up."
SLAP!
Jax slapped his face hard enough to make a loud sound, though it didn't hurt too much.
"I'm an idiot!"
"I'm a loser!"
Jax shouted, his voice clear and loud.
Despite his usual tendency to avoid danger and shirk responsibility, Jax was a man of his word. Having entered the bet, he accepted his loss without any excuses.