Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 417

Chapter 417: 417

The party was filled with panic.

"What kind of little game do you want to play?"

Someone courageously shouted out loud.

"Good question, how should we play the game, hmm, got it," said the clown, snapping his fingers.

"The bomb has been set with a timer, but you only have ten minutes to start with. I will state what I want, and as long as you can fulfill it, then you win. If you fail, then you lose."

"If you win, you will be granted additional time, but if you lose, the corresponding time will be deducted."

"Hehe, the rules of the game are just that simple, and now the game is about to begin!" the clown said, instantly pressing the button in his hand.

Suddenly, a timer lit up on the bomb on a push cart, showing exactly ten minutes.

"Why has it started counting down already?"

"This isn’t fair."

"Now for my first request, I’ve been quite bored lately, so I want to see some dancing. There are many beautiful ladies here, so why not dance ’Learn to Meow’ for me? I’m about to start calling names; those called please gather in the center."

"Han Xue."

"Fang Ting."

"Ma Shuangshuang."

"Su Yuqing."

"...!"

"The ten ladies mentioned, please gather quickly. Oh, and you only have one minute to form a team and prepare. If you complete the dance, each of you can earn a precious minute based on the quality of performance. Of course, if no one dances well, then sorry, you will not gain any time."

"The countdown is starting now."

"Sixty!"

"Fifty-nine."

The clown began to count down continuously, and chaos erupted at the scene.

"Those who were called, hurry up!"

"You’ve got just one minute, don’t dawdle."

Li Feng rapidly made his way through the messy crowd. It must have been Zero; the last time Zero Organization was after him, Li Feng managed to trick them using the Heavenly Eye system and even wiped out the assassins they sent after him.

Who knew they would regroup so soon and set up such a scenario in such a short time.

"Li Feng, what should we do now?"

Seeing Li Feng appear, Han Xue and the others immediately looked to him as their pillar of strength. Li Feng said, "Since they want to play a game, then naturally we will play with them."

"You guys will dance ’Learn to Meow’ in a moment."

"But we don’t know how."

"Then learn it now."

"Are you kidding, learn it now?"

Jiang Linda bit her lip, looking at Li Feng, "They said if the dance isn’t good enough, it won’t count as time."

"We still have to dance."

"I really don’t know how."

Chu Shiyu nibbled her lip, sorry to be holding everyone back again. Su Yuqing coughed, "Don’t look at me, how could I possibly know that kind of dance?"

Su Yuqing graduated from a prestigious university; how could she dance such a frivolous dance? It was totally incongruent with her persona.

Li Feng’s face was dark, as the countdown quickly reduced to thirty seconds. The clown, looking extremely smug, watched the banquet scene through the surveillance cameras at the venue and took a sip from the wine glass in his hand.

"Li Feng, you’ve spoiled my plans twice, causing me substantial losses, and even nearly led the Red Hacker to my doorstep, to be caught."

The man in the clown mask gritted his teeth. The previous setbacks had caused him heavy losses, not only depleting his assassins but also costing him his hoarded botnets, almost reducing him to nothing.

Moreover, the most perilous part was he had almost been tracked down by the Red Hacker, for a hacker, being exposed is like a vampire caught in sunlight—it’s practically a death sentence.

"But this time, I want to see how you turn the tables."

The clown sneered coldly, it was an unsolvable situation. Playing a little game was just his wicked sense of humor; he relished seeing people shift from hope to despair.

Such expressions gave him an indescribable thrill.

Time kept slipping away. The ten-minute countdown had already dwindled to nine minutes, and the preparation would cut at least another twenty seconds.

Dancing the "Cat Cry" would take at least four minutes.

During this time, the bomb’s countdown wouldn’t stop, so when this little game ended, the other side would only have three to four minutes left—assuming they completed the task, of course.

Fang Ting, Ma Shuangshuang, and several others also arrived together. The ten women called out were all exceptional; none of them knew how to dance the "Cat Cry."

After all, they weren’t some internet celebrities; they were either efficient female office workers or wealthy and beautiful, how could they possibly dance to that?

"All of you, listen to me."

"What do you want to say? Even if you talk up a storm, it won’t help if we can’t do it!" Fang Ting bit her teeth and directly retorted.

"Yes, even if we learned it now, there isn’t enough time, and we don’t have the dance foundation. It’s just impossible to learn the dance in one minute."

Su Yuqing also bit her teeth; it was simply unreasonable.

Li Feng glanced at the countdown timer: "I’m asking you to dance not to buy us time, but to distract the other side."

"Oh, use us to attract attention? What do you mean?"

"The scene is currently a sealed room. The opponent is definitely not inside; otherwise, they would not escape the explosion. So, they’re likely monitoring everything through surveillance cameras set up here."

"So what? You’re not suggesting you’re going to disable the surveillance cameras, are you? If you do that, and the opponent simply stops playing and triggers the blast, what then?"

"I will defuse the bomb," Li Feng said.

"You defuse the bomb? If you think you can, then just go defuse it," Fang Ting coldly scoffed at Li Feng.

"Whether I can or not, do you have a choice?" Li Feng shot back at Fang Ting: "Let me put it this way; this game is just the opponent playing cat-and-mouse, intending to watch us panic, follow their commands for a sliver of hope, and when we finally come to our senses, we find only despair."

"Because they never intended to let us leave here."

"It’s already been a minute and a half, dancing takes at least fifteen minutes, leaving us only three to four minutes at the end. Even if you all could dance and passed, it would at most add ten minutes."

"He will pull out another game, toying with us over and over."

"Damn it."

"Also, there’s another point. Now that he’s playing this game, it gives everyone present a glimmer of hope. At this moment, it’s not your choice to stop playing."

"The first game is dance, very simple and easy to complete, but what if the second game is to make them kill someone?"

"If you don’t kill, everyone dies. If you kill, you might live a few more minutes. What will you choose then?"

"Hiss, no matter what we do, we’re going to die."

"Exactly, so the key is to disarm the bomb. As long as the bomb doesn’t go off, we’re all good, otherwise it’s all over."

"Fine, it’s just dancing, I’ll give it my all."

"Me too."

"Don’t be so nervous. The ’Cat Cry’ isn’t actually hard to dance to. I’ll teach you a few basic moves, just follow my lead."

With a change in tone, Li Feng then offered to teach the beautiful women present how to dance.