Inside the jewelry shop, Ma Fatty leaned on the sofa, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, his eyes staring straight at the ceiling. On the coffee table in front of him was a landmine covered in soil.
The fuse of the landmine had already been removed. Su Xiao didn't set up more dangerous trigger mines in the backyard; he only needed a warning instead of using mines to kill.
Even if the landmine Ma Fatty stepped on exploded, it would only cause a loud noise at most, with the actual damage merely sending Ma Fatty tumbling.
"I'm telling you, that's pretty bold, burying landmines in the backyard. Wasn't your previous profession an assassin? Why do I feel like you're more of a spy?"
Ma Fatty inhaled his cigarette to calm his nerves. He wasn't aware of the actual power of the landmine, only thinking it would blow him to pieces like in the movies.
