Jiang Feng moved quickly.
In less than fifteen minutes, he returned to the dining room, drenched in sweat, carrying a large fiber bag.
"Twenty kilograms of screws, all six-centimeter long steel self-tapping screws."
While speaking, he tossed a heavy burlap sack on the ground, the metallic clatter piercingly sharp.
"The hardware store owner looked at me like I was crazy."
Song Heping squatted down, opened the bag, and weighed a handful of screws in his hand.
In the dim light of the safe house, the silver metal gleamed coldly, with sharp-edged threads capable of tearing flesh.
"Perfect."
He looked up at White Bear, who was assembling explosives.
"Is the TNT ready?"
White Bear patted the metal box beside him.
"6 kilograms of military-grade TNT, plus 10 hand grenades. The detonation device is triggered by mobile phone signal, with double insurance."
He picked up a modified old-model Nokia phone.
"Even if there's electronic interference, we can use a backup line to detonate."
