Chapter Ninety-Six: Out of Control
What was once glorious will one day become a sign of depravity. Zheng Xiyao looked at Brand Feng Ke's hand and couldn't help but sigh.
In the face of everyone's doubts, Feng Ke did not panic at all, and laughed uncharacteristically, he faced Arthur with some mockery, and with a wave of his cane, the entire hall was suddenly in an uproar.
Zheng Xiyao found that there was an extra red spot of light on her chest, which was the shooting point that the laser gun was aimed at. They were being taken hostage.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Hawke suddenly hugged the panicked Zheng Xiyao, lowered his head and whispered in her ear to comfort her. Zheng Xiyao nodded, she knew that the male protagonist was so calm, he must have been prepared.
[System, come out quickly!] Zheng Xiyao hid behind Hawke and kept shouting about the system.
[System? γ
However, there was silence in her mind, and a bad premonition rose in her heart.
Zheng Xiyao looked around and found that the person who was the most open to provoke all this was gone.
"What are you looking for?" Hawke couldn't help but ask Zheng Xiyao, who was looking around.
"Where's Lexer?"
Hawke's eyes narrowed slightly, he glanced around, and finally responded in a deep voice: "Don't worry, he can't run far." β
Zheng Xiyao was silent, she was still not at ease.
This is, Feng Ke has long looked like he is winning, and said disdainfully to them: "In the face of real strength, your set is child's play." β
Arthur looked lonely and shook his head at his father, who was carried away by the lust for power, and didn't say a word.
Hawke also looked at the old man silently, secretive.
Only Roger Hunter, who was just watching the play, walked around casually at this time, getting a glass of wine for a while and eating a bite of cake for a while.
Feng Ke raised his hand and motioned for the hidden sniper to prepare. Hunter lowered his head and shook the wine glass in his hand and slowly spoke: "I advise you to admit defeat as soon as possible, once you are convicted of reactionary rebellion, murder and other crimes, even if you were once a hero, you will not be able to save you." β
"You're still worried about yourself." The old man didn't listen to the persuasion, and the movements of his hands did not stop. However, no matter what he said, Roger Hunt still stood there, sipping the red wine.
"Oh my God!"
"What's going on?"
Everyone was surprised to find that the original aiming point on their body had disappeared, and Feng Ke's whole body was full of aiming points, dense.
Zheng Xiyao breathed a sigh of relief, and her originally tense nerves relaxed: "How did you do it?" She asked curiously.
"You seem to have forgotten who I am."
"Huh?" Zheng Xiyao looked confused, "You are Ares Hawke, the head of the alliance......"
Yes, the Supreme Commander of his Alliance, how could he not know all this. Moreover, from the very beginning, Hawke told her the purpose of this wedding.
Catch that 'traitor'.
Find out the people who shake the federal follow-up.
"You succeeded. Congratulations. Zheng Xiyao replied with a smile on her face.
Hawke was stunned, although the woman in front of him was smiling and congratulating, he obviously felt that Zheng Xiyao was not happy.
At that time, the old man, who had already failed, sat down at the table in a dejected manner, and the soldiers who came with him laid down their weapons one after another.
Hawke and Arthur looked at each other and nodded. Arthur smiled gratefully and stepped forward. Suddenly, Lanchester, who was standing behind Feng Ke, pulled out his laser gun and shot at everyone like crazy.
The guests scattered as if they had lost control. In the chaos, Hawke reached out to pull Zheng Xiyao for the first time.
"Yaoyao, you hold my hand..."His hand grabbed a handful of air, and Hawke realized that Zheng Xiyao had fainted to the ground.
Hawke hugged Zheng Xiyao: "Yaoyao! Yaoyao! The man's voice shouted anxiously to the unconscious woman. The blood oozing from the corners of her mouth irritated Hawke.
There was a hint of fierceness in his eyes.
"Xi Yao? What's wrong with her? Roger Hunt also noticed Zheng Xiyao's situation and squatted down to ask about Hawke's situation.
Hunter stretched out his hand to test between Zheng Xiyao's mouth and nose, and then breathed a sigh of relief: breathing normally.
"Don't worry, she's fine......" Before Hunter finished speaking, Hawke handed Zheng Xiyao over to him, and he rushed to the center of chaos in anger.
Facing Lanchester, who had already lost his mind, Hawke did not take the dropped weapon in his hand, and shot Lanchester's knee and arm without thinking, and the gun was bound to hit.
Ignoring the pleas for help, he walked straight to the man who was groaning in pain, kicked away the laser gun on the side, and stepped on Lanchester's injured arm.
"Ahh The screams resounded throughout the hall in an instant.
Hawke didn't stop moving, but grinded harder, he aimed at Lanchester's forehead, "Are you going to die now or in ten minutes?" His words were like demonic whispers.
Cold sweat broke out on Lanchester's forehead, and he gasped: "It's not me, I don't know, me." β
The man seemed to want to say something, but couldn't say it because of the pain.
"What?" He played with it and fired another shot in his ear. The frightened man struggled, and blood instantly stained the floor.
"Please, put... Open. Lanchester moved his hand, struggling for mercy. As if he hadn't heard, Hawke fired three shots in quick succession around him, each of which missed, but each shot was 1 centimeter from Lanchester's skin.
Arthur beside him was shocked. He once saw the runaway Hawke actually look like this, like a devil who came out of hell, completely lost his mind.
He was about to go forward to persuade him, but Hunt stopped him; "Don't meddle, he's not the 'Hawke' you know anymore."
Arthur was stunned, not understanding what Roger Hunt was talking about. Insisting on stepping forward, "Hawke, you can't kill him. β
"What did you say?" Hawke looked back at Arthur without the slightest emotion.
Arthur took two steps back and silenced. Because he felt Hawke's killing intent. It was as if he was saying one more thing, and it would end up like Lanchester lying on the ground.
"I'll tell you, don't mess with him." Hunter teasingly put his hand on his shoulder. Arthur opened it angrily and muttered, "What's wrong with him?" β
"What's the matter, it's not like I thought it was someone." Heng deliberately pointed out, and Arthur followed his gaze to see Zheng Xiyao lying on the table.
"What's wrong with her?"
"Someone hurt her. She fainted in front of Hawke. β
"No wonder." Arthur understood.
"Hmph, you don't think that Hawke became like this because Yaoyao was stimulated by her injury, right?"
"Isn't it?"
ββ¦β¦ Knowing nothing, it's a blessing. Roger Hunt sighed.
Arthur ignored Hunter's yin and yang weirdness, and pointed at the dying Lanchester: "What should I do, do you really let him die here?" "It's not a good thing for the FΓΌhrer to torture and kill the colonel in public.
"I can't handle it." Roger Hunt spread his hands and said he couldn't do anything.
Lanchester's screams grew faint, and it seemed that he would not survive.
Just when everyone thought that Lanchester was going to die, a cold voice rang out: "If you want to kill him, hurry up, he's too noisy." β
(End of chapter)