Two seconds.
"Damn it, this thing is going to kill me!"
Seeing the little bat flying behind him, Tang Ming summoned Gang Qi while shouting miserably.
One second.
The little bat landed on Tang Ming's shoulder with the bomb.
"Done."
Tang Ming wailed and fell to the ground, deciding to close his eyes and wait for death.
No matter how powerful the bomb was, he couldn't withstand it. Now that the little bat had placed the bomb on his shoulder, once it exploded, his head would blow up first, leaving no chance for survival.
Tang Ming closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death, but the time passed, and the bomb did not explode.
"What's going on?"
A few seconds later, Tang Ming opened his eyes and looked at the little bat on his shoulder with confusion.
The little bat with the bomb, its white body transformed into red-black, became ethereal, enlarging and shrinking continuously, finally changing back, turning into a red light that darted into his collar.
"What's happening?"
