Chapter 68：

The bullet was like a swimming snake, shuttled from the crowd, unable to see the direction at all.

And the whereabouts of the bullet—He Huan subconsciously leaned back to avoid it, only to find that the bullet was not fired at him—it was the prisoner!

He Huan's previous guess was correct, someone would kill the prisoner to silence him.

But it's not that easy to kill people and destroy clues under his nose.

He Huan immediately bent down, swept his left foot across the prisoner's thigh, and swept him directly to the ground. Then He Huan put his hands on the ground to borrow strength, and kicked the prisoner's shoulder with both legs.

He Huan's body, with a degree of softness that humans cannot achieve at all, and a reaction speed comparable to that of a machine, kicked the prisoner into the banquet hall like a skateboard 0.1 seconds before the bullet arrived.

The prisoner's body stretched straight, like a nuclear icebreaker with full firepower, "swish" through the crowd and rushed deeper.

"Ahhh!"

"What is this? My dress!"

"What the hell! Ah, my shoes, my pants!"

The crowd was like bowling pins hit by a bowling ball, crashing down a large area.

With a loud bang, a big hole was punched in the steps at the entrance of the banquet hall, gravel splashed, and a wisp of white smoke slowly rose, bringing a pungent smell of gunpowder smoke.

The hole was only two meters away from Fitz, and he looked straight at it. If the angle was a little more off, he would be the one who got shot.

Fitz turned his head suddenly, surrounded by more panicked crowd, blocking his sight. And the buildings and scenery farther away were so quiet that there was no abnormality, and there was nowhere to find the sniper.

"What happened?"

"What was it just now, a bullet? My God!"

With both hands still on the ground, He Huan turned around and twisted his body to get up again. His whole body immediately stood upright, and his heels were lightly placed on the ground, and he was already firmly on the ground again.

His set of movements was crisp and neat, so fast that it almost made people feel dizzy, like a magician who just made a fancy gesture to conjure a gorgeous rose.

Fitz: "You..."

He Huan looked at his free hands, and felt a little funny for some reason: "Someone wanted to kill just now..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Fitz's expression change suddenly, his anger was like a storm without warning, and the pheromone was suppressed even more, He Huan's legs almost gave up and he knelt down.

Fitz caught him in his arms in time. Although his movements were gentle, his words were not so gentle: "What were you doing just now?! You're crazy! You're still pregnant!"

"But just now..." He Huan tried to explain, but under Fitz's furious gaze, his voice disappeared like a cliff.

Fitz pressed him tightly into his arms: "Don't do such a thing, I will be afraid."

He Huan could hear the panic in his voice: "I'm sorry."

Fitz's roar also shocked the people around him, and he recovered from the dazed state in an instant.

Some people were angry while pointing at the big hole made by bullets, some people kept yelling out of fear, saying they wanted to leave the palace and go home, and some people’s minds were stuck in He Huan’s series of very human actions just now. .

"My mother, so handsome! So handsome! I bet the elite of the special forces of the military can't do that set of moves!"

"Just now, didn't I read it wrong just now, He Huan not only found it before the bullet, but also kicked the criminal away?"

"He is an Omega, right? Yes, is there something wrong with my cognition?"

At this time, Hicks was running wildly holding Ya Lian's hand.

While carefully avoiding the guards and fleeing, they couldn't help looking back in the direction of Fitz and He Huan.

"How could this be, how could this be..." Hicks muttered to himself while running, his face was pale and weak, the cold sweat rolled down his chin into his collar like beans, and his neck was full of sweat of.

He looked like he had fallen into a state of madness, and he couldn't believe that He Huan could avoid the bullet and rescue the killer from the bullet death god.

The scene of He Huan dodging and kicking the killer away before the bullet came was replayed in his mind, and it kept replaying, never being able to pause.

Ya Lian couldn't help shouting: "Brother, stop quickly, don't run away! Don't run away!"

Hicks seemed to be deaf, unable to hear Ya Lian's cry at all, and kept muttering back and forth: "Impossible, absolutely impossible, that's the bullet shot by the'Meteor'...Impossible!"

Meteor is the name of that gun, with such advantages as fast speed, high kill rate, and variable trajectory, it has such a beautiful title.

How could the assassination artifact be dodged by He Huan, a weak Omega? !

Ya Lian is a weak Omega, so he couldn't get rid of the hand of Alpha Hicks, and could only be dragged by him to run. Yalian's wrist has been dislocated, and her feet have been sprained. The severe pain made him cry: "Brother, that's enough! Brother! I'm in so much pain!"

Hicks was running wildly in the palace like a headless fly, and Ya Lian behind her was bumped against the pillars from time to time, and also dangerously passed by various decorative landscapes.

"Brother!" Ya Lian almost bumped into the wrought iron decorative lamp hanging from the corridor ceiling.

Hicks seemed to have never heard of it, and still tightly grasped Ya Lian's wrist: "You can't stop, or you will be caught! Father will be finished if he finds out!"

"Brother..." Ya Lian was so weak that he had no strength, his nerves were paralyzed by the pain, and he even had a feeling that his limbs did not belong to him.

Hush! "Hicks turned around suddenly. Ya Lian bumped into his chest, and his bones seemed to be broken: "Ahh...it hurts..."

Hicks suddenly covered his mouth, and said viciously: "Shut up! If we are caught, we will die!" He said and looked around in panic.

"Uh, uh..." Ya Lian looked at his distorted facial features and nervous appearance, tears of despair rolled down.

"What are you doing!"

"Stop it, how dare you hold an Omega hostage in the palace!"

A group of patrolling guards happened to pass by the corridor on the left, and immediately rushed over to surround Hicks and Yalian.

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"The casing of this bullet is very special, it seems to be..."

"Ah! It's the meteor! That's right, it is the meteor with the title of God of Assassination!"

"Oh my god, someone actually engaged in an assassination in the palace!"

Sente, who had just entered the banquet hall and was about to interrogate the prisoner, had to come out again after hearing the name "Meteor".

The leader of the imperial army immediately presented the shell case: "Your Majesty, this is evidence."

Sente's complexion was so ugly that it turned blue and then black, black and white, all in all it was wonderful.

"Investigate! Thoroughly investigate! I must arrest the person!"

"Yes!" The leader gave a military salute and left with his men.

Center pointed at the prisoner who was paralyzed on the ground again, and shouted angrily: "Bring it in!" He walked towards the conference room as he spoke.

Fitz led He Huan and walked in together. He Huan found that Charlotte did not keep up with the king's pace, her footsteps were stagnant, and her eyes fell on the prisoner who was being dragged away from time to time.

When passing by Charlotte, He Huan smiled and said to her, "Princess, don't you want to go in?"

Charlotte came back to her senses, her gaze was so complicated that it seemed to contain a story full of mysteries. She looked deeply at He Huan, and suddenly said, "Are you really an Omega?"

"As you can see, I am not only an Omega with glands and pheromones." He Huan smiled slightly, putting his right hand on his abdomen: "I am also a pregnant Omega."

Charlotte only felt that his smile was like a fluttering victory flag, which made her eyes hurt: "No Omega has that kind of skill, and neither does Alpha."

"Yes." He Huan said two words lightly.

To Charlotte's ears, it was like a heavy hammer hitting her nerves. The hatred in her heart could no longer be restrained and flooded into her eyes, which shone like the bullet before, wishing to pierce He Huan's heart body, tearing his soul apart.

From the moment He Huan looked at Charlotte, he never let go of any detail on her face. Finally, using those two words elicited an emotional change.

And this change also did not escape Fitz's eyes.

Charlotte felt Fitz's cold gaze, and her whole body seemed to be soaked in icy water, which made her tremble: "Now is not the time for small talk, go in quickly."

After she finished speaking, she entered the meeting room as if fleeing.

Fitz looked at He Huan, but didn't say a word. He Huan also looked back at him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, 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 cut behind his back and his feet were shackled. On both sides of him stood soldiers with live ammunition, aiming wooden canisters at his head.

"Tell me, who ordered you." Sente didn't bother to talk nonsense, and asked directly.

The criminal's body trembled slightly, before regaining his composure.

Sente gestured to the soldier standing on the left, and the soldier immediately beat the criminal with fists and kicks.

The criminal had been beaten up by Fitz and He Huan before, and his body was covered with injuries. Now that he was beaten again, he hissed and screamed in pain.

Blood splattered, and the criminal curled up on the ground and convulsed continuously, in a horrific state.

"It's just a flesh wound now. If you don't explain it again, later..." Center paused and smiled: "You look like someone from the military department. You should know exactly what will happen next."

The soldier stopped beating, turned around and stood aside.

The criminal moaned and rolled at his feet, his face was covered with blood, and two teeth fell out.

Fitz covered He Huan's face, and pulled him into his arms: "Don't look, it's too bloody, it will give you nightmares."

When Sente heard this inappropriate sentence, 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 door, also heard this sentence, and her speechless expression was exactly the same as that of Sente - would He Huan be afraid? This Omega is a monster, no one who is afraid of him will 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 killing intent in her heart, and obediently walked to sit next to Center.

Center displeased: "You should go out to 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.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, we found that the two gentlemen of the Cowlan family are very abnormal, which may be related to this incident." After the report, the team leader stood aside and revealed the situation at the gate.

Hicks was being escorted by two guards, and he kept mumbling: "He must be dead, dead! I want to run, run faster! He Huan is a monster, he must be a monster!"

And Ya Lian was being placed on a stretcher, his face was pale, his expression was weak, the tears in the corners of his eyes were streaming non-stop, and his hands were powerlessly resting on the edge of the stretcher, it was extremely pitiful.