Stop it, the country really can't fit any more bans on the domestic entertainment industry.

"I'll go ask them a question." With that thought.

Wang Dafa turned his head and whispered to the persimmon chief beside him, whose expression was equally serious:

"Chief Shi, shall we go check on that young comrade?"

"Perfect timing, I also have some questions I'd like to ask him."

The persimmon head nodded:

"Okay, that's exactly what I was thinking too."

"Although this young comrade caused quite a stir, he was ultimately trying to build a road, so his intentions were good. Moreover, to a certain extent, it served as a warning." He also noticed something.

then.

The group, led by Wang Dafa and Shi Chang, followed by several county leaders, secretaries, and bodyguards, marched in a grand procession toward Li Mo'an's location.

That aura, that presence.

The surrounding staff and media reporters quickly made way for them.

Seeing this scene from a distance, both Teacher Huang and Yang Mi felt a pang of anxiety.

What is this going to do?

Is it time to hold someone accountable?

Or should we just take it with us?

however.

Just as Wang Dafa, Shi Chang, and the others were walking steadily, less than ten meters away from Li Mo'an.

Li Mo'an, who had been standing there calmly, suddenly lowered his head slightly, glanced at Wang Dafa's feet, then looked up and reminded him, "Boss, don't move."

He looked at Wang Dafa, his eyes clear and his expression calm:

You've stepped on a landmine.

The scene was completely silent.

At that moment, even the air seemed to fall silent.

Wang Dafa froze on the spot, maintaining the same stepping posture, his right foot had just landed, and his left foot hadn't even lifted up yet.

He stared wide-eyed at the patch of grass beneath his feet in disbelief.

here......

It's quite a distance from here to that dirt road under construction!

This is just wasteland by the roadside!

How could there be thunder?

And it just so happened to be right where he stepped?

For an instant.

A chill ran from the soles of Wang Dafa's feet straight up to the top of his head.

Cold sweat instantly poured down my forehead.

He suddenly remembered the review he had just seen on the tablet.

[Strange/Unusual]

At the time, he dismissed it as superstition and nonsense.

But now...

This is more than just weird!

This is absolutely outrageous, it's outrageous to the extreme!

This is such a large grassy area, hundreds of people can walk around without any problem, how come I just wanted to come over and say a word to this kid and I won the lottery?

At this moment, Wang Dafa's firm belief in materialism began to waver slightly.

This is too mystical!

however.

Before he could think further, before he could recover from the shock...

Li Mo'an's calm voice rang out again.

He looked at the village head and several leaders behind Wang Dafa, who had instinctively gasped and taken a step back upon hearing the words "stepping on a landmine."

Li Mo'an blinked and kindly added:

"I'm not just talking about this senior colonel."

"I'm talking about you guys too."

Upon hearing this...

Wang Dafa's stiff neck slowly turned around.

then.

He witnessed a scene he would never forget for the rest of his life.

Behind him stood the county head, several county leaders, his secretary, and his bodyguards.

Their faces were pale, and their foreheads were covered in fine beads of sweat.

They remained in that terrified, retreating posture, one foot pulled back, their body weight leaning backward.

And beneath their feet.

Almost at the same time.

"Click".

"Click".

"Click".

Several crisp metallic sounds, like a chorus of death, rang out in unison.

The group won the prize.

Everyone stepped on a landmine.

Wang Dafa felt a chill run down his spine and his head was buzzing.

Is this place... Mushroom Village or Landmine Village? Or is the "mushroom" in Mushroom Village actually the "mushroom" in Mushroom Bullet?

This density is outrageous!

Most importantly, isn't this just too much of a coincidence?

Anyone who gets close to Li Mo'an, anyone who wants to talk to him, is bound to step on a landmine.

If this isn't considered supernatural, then there's nothing supernatural in the world!

"That thing."

Just then, Li Mo'an looked at the group of leaders who were frozen in place, calmly took a step forward, seemingly wanting to go and help:

"Don't worry, I'm familiar with this thing."

"I'll help you line up..."

"Don't come any closer!!!"

A loud shout suddenly burst from Wang Dafa's throat, even cracking slightly.

He looked at Li Mo'an, who was about to walk over, as if he were looking at some kind of monstrous beast; the fear in his eyes was deeper than the landmines under his feet.

He now understands completely.

This kid carries some kind of inexplicable causal weapon!

Getting close to him will bring misfortune!

If we let him come and clear the mines, he might just dig up an atomic bomb!

Wang Dafa stared intently at Li Mo'an, and with all his might, roared at the stunned bomb disposal experts in the distance:

"Expert! Where is my bomb disposal expert?!"

"Come here quickly!"

"Let our people line up!"

After shouting, he turned to look at Li Mo'an and commanded in a trembling voice:

"you!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Stay away from us!"