A single howitzer, firing with the intensity of a mortar—he counted them. In just one minute, thirteen shells had rained down. Their impact points were almost entirely concentrated around the main office building. He saw it clearly: the three-story, thirteen-meter-tall structure collapsed in an instant. There was no telling how many people could have survived that.
Gan Qing and the members of the Secrecy Bureau guard team watched the towering inferno in the distance, stunned, unable to utter a word for a long time. Everyone subconsciously looked toward Ma Hanshan. If the Station Master hadn’t happened to have a stomachache, they might have already been inside that building. It was a damn miracle—a stroke of fate. From now on, whenever there was nothing else to do, they might all want to have a stomachache; it might just save their lives.
Gan Qing looked at Ma Hanshan. He thought he caught a flicker of a smile on the Station Master's face. He rubbed his eyes, but when he looked again, all that remained on the man's face was tension and terror.
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