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At this moment, KING had already arrived at carriage 3.

According to Fubuki's senses, the third bomb was located under a row of seats.

This time, he didn't even bother to bend over. He simply reached out a hand, grabbed the back of the row of seats, and gently lifted them up.

"Crench--!"

He forcibly ripped the entire row of seats, along with the bolts securing them to the floor, from the carriage floor and casually tossed them into the aisle.

On the exposed floor, the last bomb lay quietly, with a countdown timer displaying "08:49".

Lin Mo walked forward expressionlessly, raised his foot, and then stomped down heavily.

After a crisp cracking sound, everything fell silent.

The three secondary bombs were all neutralized in three different but equally miraculous ways in less than five minutes.

Throughout the entire process, Lin Mo's breathing remained perfectly steady, and his heartbeat...

No, his heart was not entirely calm.

Just as the last bomb was crushed and the carriage fell silent, a strange and rhythmic roar began to echo in everyone's ears.

Thump...thump...thump!

The voice carried an unparalleled sense of oppression, making everyone present feel as if their heart was being gripped by an invisible hand, making it almost impossible to breathe.

"What...what is that sound?" A member of the "Blizzard Group" asked, his face pale and trembling.

Fubuki's pupils suddenly contracted as she stared intently at Lin Mo's seemingly calm chest.

With her superhuman senses, she could clearly feel that the source of the terrifying sound was right there!

She immediately recalled the legend about King that circulated among the Hero Association's higher-ups—

When this strongest man on Earth gets truly serious, you can hear the sound of his inner power core operating; people call it…

"Emperor...Emperor Engine!"

Fubuki squeezed out the word with difficulty, one word at a time, from her throat.

The name instantly came to mind for everyone present!

After a brief silence, the carriage erupted in thunderous cheers!

"Ah! It's King! It really is King! Then we can rest assured!"

"Saved! We are saved!"

The passengers' fear vanished, replaced by elation at surviving the ordeal and boundless admiration for the hero.

Unlike the others, the members of the "Fubuki Group" turned pale instantly upon hearing the words "Emperor Engine" and "KING".

They... just tried to take the seat of the strongest man on earth, and even spoke rudely to him...

Hopefully Mr. King won't mind... that's all they can hope for.

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Lin Mo felt somewhat helpless. In fact, this crisis wasn't that big. Even if he wasn't there, Fubuki should have been able to handle it with her telekinetic abilities.

But whenever he concentrates and tries to solve a problem, his heart starts pounding uncontrollably, like it's been injected with adrenaline.

He has no control at all.

"I was still recognized after all..." Lin Mo sighed inwardly. "Oh well, let's catch the criminal first."

Although his current mental strength is far from being able to engulf an entire city like a tornado, it is more than enough to conduct a thorough scan of this train.

Initially, he based his reasoning on logical deduction—the most likely hiding place for a prisoner who could control the train's broadcast system and had a thorough understanding of the train's situation would be the driver's cab.

However, the scene reflected back by his mental energy confirmed his guess, and at the same time made him both amused and exasperated.

In the cramped cockpit, a thin man in a flight attendant uniform sat slumped in the driver's seat, his face deathly pale, screaming terrifiedly into a walkie-talkie.

"dong dong dong dong..."

Lin Mo slowly raised his head, enveloped by the earth-shattering background music.

His movements weren't fast, but in the monitor footage from the driver's cab, this scene was given a completely different meaning.

Those deep eyes seemed to pierce through the camera, meeting the gaze of the thin man with perfect precision.

The roar of the "Emperor Engine" grew louder and louder. With this earth-shattering background music playing, Lin Mo slowly raised his head and looked towards the front of the train—the direction of the driver's cab.

"He...he spotted me! He saw me!"

Inside the driver's cab, the thin man watched as the man enveloped by the terrifying roar in the monitor screen turned his gaze toward him. Instantly, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and all the blood in his body seemed to freeze.

"No...don't come any closer!" he screamed hysterically into the microphone.

Lin Mo ignored him and strode towards the driver's seat.

With each step he took, the roar of the "Emperor Engine" seemed to intensify, and an invisible sense of oppression swept over the entire train like a tsunami.

The passengers instinctively stepped aside, making way for a wide passage. They held their breath, not daring to even exhale.

"I told you not to come any closer! Didn't you hear me?!" The prisoner completely broke down, frantically pounding on the control panel.

"My heart is connected to the master bomb! If you take one more step closer, I'll... I'll..."

He couldn't speak anymore.

Because KING had already arrived at the door of the driver's cab.

However, Lin Mo did not force the door open, but instead put some pressure on the prisoner.

He simply raised his hand and gently knocked three times on the door with his knuckles.

"Boom, boom, boom."

The clear knocking sounded incredibly eerie amidst the terrifying roar of the "Emperor Engine".

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The prisoner's psychological defenses were completely shattered by those three knocks on the door.

Through the observation window in the door, he saw King's expressionless face and his deep eyes.

He imagined the fate that might befall him, a hundred times more painful than death.

Extreme fear caused his heart to pound erratically, which in turn triggered severe angina.

He clutched his chest, his expression shifting from madness to agony, then freezing. His eyes rolled back, foam came out of his mouth, and he fell straight backward.

He was so frightened that he fainted...

The last bomb that was linked to his heartbeat also lost its threat.

Inside the carriage, the roar of the "Emperor Engine" gradually subsided as the threat was eliminated.

"Finally, I can take a short rest." Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that there was no movement inside, he tentatively pushed the door open.

He saw that the prisoner was lying on the ground, unconscious.

The entire train is now completely safe.

KING slowly turned around, looked at the dumbfounded Fubuki and the passengers, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled.

"The crisis is over."

After a brief silence, the carriage erupted in a thunderous cheer that nearly lifted the roof off!

"Whoa whoa whoa! We're saved! We're really saved!"

"It was resolved so quickly?! As expected of King! The strongest man on Earth!"

"KING! KING! KING!"

Meanwhile, "Hell's Blizzard" stared blankly at KING, her last shred of pride and hope shattered at that moment.

Her pride, her painstakingly built "Fubuki Group," and her proud ranking as the number one in Class B all seemed utterly insignificant in the face of the absolute power displayed by the man before her.

Lin Mo didn't care about her thoughts. He withdrew his gaze, returned to his seat, and reverted to being the ordinary man with a somewhat aloof demeanor.

"Lady Fubuki...we..."

The eyelashes and the mountain ape beside them spoke cautiously; they were equally frightened, and their legs were still trembling.

Fubuki took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in her heart.

She straightened her skirt, which was slightly disheveled from the earlier commotion, and slowly walked up to King.

In stark contrast to her previous condescending and commanding tone, this time she spoke in a sincere manner:

“Mr. King… thank you so much for saving us all.”

Lin Mo didn't expect her to come and talk to him.

He subconsciously replied politely, "Ah? Oh... it's nothing, just a small favor."

"It was just a small favor?"

So... this is truly the world of the strong?

Fubuki's sense of awe deepened even further.

But she quickly recovered and took out an exquisitely designed gold-embossed business card from her pocket, handing it over with both hands.

“Mr. King, this is my contact information. You saved me and my men, and we will never forget this kindness.”

"Although with your strength you may never need our level of power, the Fubuki Group will do everything in its power to fulfill your orders!"

Just then, the train gave a slight jolt and began to slow down gradually.

Outside the window, the dazzling lights of countless homes in Y City were already clearly visible.

"Passengers, we are about to arrive at Y City Station..."

As the train smoothly came to a stop at the platform, the police, medical personnel, and staff of the Hero Association who had been waiting there immediately rushed over.

"Mr. King! Are you alright?"

"Reporting to Mr. King! The prisoner has been confirmed unconscious, but is not in life-threatening condition and has been taken to the hospital!"