The bullet was like a snake, weaving through the crowd and its direction was impossible to see.
As for the direction of the bullet, He Huan leaned back subconsciously to avoid it, but found that the bullet was not shot at him - it was shot at the criminal!
He Huan’s previous guess was correct, someone would kill the criminal to silence him.
But it is not so easy to kill someone and destroy the clues under his nose.
He Huan immediately bent down, swept the prisoner's thigh with his left foot, and swept him to the ground. Then He Huan supported himself with both hands on the ground, and kicked the prisoner on the shoulder with both legs.
He Huan's body was so flexible that no human could possibly achieve, and his reaction speed was comparable to that of a machine. 0.1 second before the bullet arrived, he kicked the prisoner into the banquet hall like a skateboard.
The prisoner's body was stretched straight, like an icebreaker at full firepower, and he rushed through the crowd towards deeper places with a whoosh.
“Ahhh!”
"What is this? My skirt!"
"What the hell! Ah, my shoes, my pants!"
The crowd was like bowling pins hit by a bowling ball, falling down in a large area.
With a loud "bang", a big hole was punched in the stairs at the entrance of the banquet hall, gravel splashed, and a wisp of white smoke slowly rose, bringing with it a pungent smell of gunpowder.
The hole was only two meters away from Fitz, and he saw it clearly. If the angle was a little off, he would be the one shot.
Fitz turned his head suddenly. He was surrounded by a more panicked crowd, blocking his view. The buildings in the distance were so quiet that there was nothing unusual. He could not find the sniper's position at all.
"What happened?"
"What was that just now, a bullet? Oh my god!"
He Huan still had his hands on the ground, and with some leverage, he turned around and twisted his body to stand up. His whole body suddenly stood upright, and he lightly tapped his heels on the ground to stand firmly on the ground again.
His movements were so quick and clean, and almost dizzying, just like a magician who conjured up a gorgeous rose with just a few fancy hand gestures.
Fitz: “You…”
He Huan looked at his now empty hands and for some reason found it a little funny: "Someone just wanted to kill..."
Before he could finish his words, he saw Fitz's expression suddenly change. His anger was like a storm without warning, and his pheromones came down on him like an overwhelming force. He Huan almost fell to his knees with his legs going weak.
Fitz pulled him into his arms in time. Although his movements were gentle, his words were not so gentle: "What were you doing just now?! You are crazy! You are pregnant!"
"But just now..." He Huan tried to explain, but under Fitz's angry gaze, his voice disappeared abruptly.
Fitz pressed him tightly into his arms: "Don't do this, I'll be scared."
He Huan could hear the panic in his voice: "I'm sorry."
Fitz's roar startled the people around him and instantly brought them back to their senses from their dazed state.
Some people pointed at the big hole caused by the bullet in anger, some people were clamoring to leave the palace and go home out of fear, and some people's thoughts were still on the series of extraordinary actions that He Huan had just taken.
"Oh my god, that's so cool! So cool! I bet even the elite special forces in the military can't do that!"
"Just now, did I see it right? Not only did He Huan find it before the bullet, but he also kicked the criminal away?"
"He's an omega, right? Yes, is there something wrong with my perception?"
At this time, Hicks was running wildly holding Yalian's hand.
As they carefully avoided the guards and escaped, they couldn't help but look back in the direction of Fitz and He Huan.
"How could this happen, how could this happen..." Hicks muttered to himself as he ran. He looked pale and weak, and cold sweat rolled down his cheeks and chin into his collar like beans, and his neck was also covered in sweat.
He looked like he had fallen into a state of madness. He simply could not believe that He Huan could avoid the bullets and save the killer from the hands of the bullet death god.
The scene where He Huan dodged and kicked the killer away before the bullet came was replaying in his mind, over and over again, never being able to pause.
Ya Lian couldn't help but shout, "Brother, stop, don't run! Don't run!"
Hicks seemed to be deaf, and could not hear Yalian's shouts at all. He kept repeating to himself, "Impossible, absolutely impossible, that was a bullet fired by Meteor... Impossible!"
Meteor is the name of that gun, and it is given such a beautiful title because of its advantages such as fast speed, high killing rate and adjustable trajectory.
How could a weak omega like He Huan dodge the assassination weapon? !
Yalian was a weak omega, so he couldn't shake off the hand of Hicks, the alpha, and could only be dragged by him to run. Yalian's wrist was dislocated and his feet were sprained. The severe pain made him cry out: "Brother, enough! Brother! It hurts so much!"
Hicks ran around the palace like a headless fly, and Yalian behind him was bumped into pillars from time to time, and also brushed past various decorative landscapes dangerously.
"Brother!" Ya Lian almost bumped into the wrought iron decorative lamp hanging from the ceiling.
Hicks pretended not to hear and still held Yalian's wrist tightly: "You can't stop, or you will be caught! If father finds out, we will be finished!"
“Brother…” Yalian was so weak that he had almost no strength left. His nerves were numbed by the pain. He even felt as if his limbs did not belong to him.
"Shh!" Hicks turned around suddenly. Yalian bumped into his chest, and her bones seemed to be broken: "Ah... It hurts..."
Hicks suddenly covered his mouth and said viciously: "Don't make a sound! We'll be dead if we get caught!" As he spoke, he looked around in panic.
“Um, um…” Yalian looked at his distorted facial features and neurotic appearance, tears of despair rolling down her cheeks.
“What are you doing!?”
"Stop it now! How dare you hold an omega hostage in the palace!"
A team of patrolling guards happened to pass by the corridor on the left and immediately rushed over to surround Hicks and Yalian.
…
"The shell of this bullet is very special, it seems to be..."
"Ah! It's a meteor! That's right, the meteor with the title of God of Assassination!"
"Oh my god, someone is actually trying to assassinate someone in the palace!"
Sente, who had just entered the banquet hall lounge to interrogate the prisoner, had to come out again after hearing the vicious name of "Meteor".
The leader of the imperial army immediately presented the shell: "Your Majesty, this is evidence."
Sente's face turned from blue to black, and from black to white. It was very interesting anyway.
"Investigate! Investigate thoroughly! Make sure to catch the person for me!"
"Yes!" The leader saluted and went out with his men.
Sent pointed at the paralyzed prisoner on the ground and shouted angrily, "Bring him in!" Then he walked towards the meeting room.
Fitz took He Huan by the hand and walked in together. He Huan found that Charlotte did not keep up with the king's pace. Her steps were stagnant and her eyes fell on the prisoner who was being dragged away from time to time.
When passing by Charlotte, He Huan said to her with a smile: "Princess, aren't you going in?"
Charlotte came back to her senses, her eyes were so complicated that they seemed to contain a story full of mysteries. She looked at He Huan deeply and suddenly asked, "Are you really an omega?"
"As you can see, I am not only an omega with glands and pheromones." He Huan smiled slightly and placed his right hand on his abdomen: "I am also a pregnant omega."
Charlotte felt that his smile was like a fluttering victory flag, which hurt her eyes: "No omega has such skills, not even alpha."
"Yes." He Huan said two words lightly.
To Charlotte, it was like a heavy hammer hitting her nerves. The hatred in her heart could no longer be suppressed and surged into her eyes, flashing with a light like the bullet before, wishing to pierce He Huan's body and tear apart his soul.
He Huan had not missed any detail on Charlotte's face since they had looked each other in the eye. He finally used those two words to elicit a change in her emotions.
This change also did not escape Fitz's eyes.
Charlotte felt Fitz's cold gaze, and her whole body felt like it was immersed in ice water, and she shivered with cold: "Now is not the time to chat, let's go in."
After she finished speaking, she fled into the meeting room.
Fitz looked at He Huan without saying a word. He Huan also looked back at him, with a smile on his face, which was a silent answer.
Fitz's eyes darkened and his expression became even colder.
…
The prisoner kneeling in the middle of the conference room had his hands handcuffed behind his back and his feet shackled. Soldiers with live ammunition stood on either side of him, pointing their rifles at his head.
"Tell me, who ordered you to do that?" Sente was too lazy to waste time and asked directly.
The criminal's body trembled slightly, then returned to calm.
Sent made a gesture to the soldier standing on the left, and the soldier immediately started beating the criminal with his fists and feet.
The criminal had been beaten up by Fitz and He Huan before, and his body was covered with wounds. Now he was beaten again and screamed in pain.
Blood splattered and the criminal curled up on the ground, convulsing. It was a horrific scene.
"It's just a flesh wound now. If you don't tell me, later..." Senter paused and smiled: "You look like someone from the military. You should know what will happen next."
The soldier stopped beating, turned around and stood aside.
The criminal groaned and rolled at his feet, his face covered in blood and two of his teeth had fallen out.
Fitz covered He Huan's face and pulled him into his arms: "Don't look at it, it's too bloody and will give you nightmares."
When Sente heard this inappropriate remark, he couldn't help but think of the scene where He Huan kicked the prisoner like a bowling ball.
Charlotte, who had just entered the room, also heard this sentence, and her speechless expression was exactly the same as Sente's - How could He Huan be afraid? This omega is a monster, no matter who is afraid of him, he will not be afraid!
Charlotte was so nervous that she wanted to scream and curse, but she couldn't say anything. She could only suppress the bloodthirsty murderous intent in her heart and obediently walked to sit next to Cent.
Senter said unhappily: "You should go out and appease the guests now instead of sitting here and watching the show."
"But..." Charlotte was about to answer when the door was suddenly opened by the leader of the imperial army.
"Your Majesty, we found that the two gentlemen of the Kaulan family were very abnormal. I'm afraid they are related to this incident." After the team leader finished his report, he stood aside and showed the situation at the gate.
Hicks was being escorted by two guards. He kept muttering, "He must be dead, dead! I want to run, run faster! He Huan is a monster, he must be a monster!"
Yalian was being placed on a stretcher. He was pale and looked weak, with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes. His hands were resting weakly on the edge of the stretcher, looking extremely pitiful.
The author has something to say: Fitz: My wife must be very scared.
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