Abduction of love and marriage: wrongly provoking the black emperor

Chapter 302
Hannah stepped back a few steps to the side, a small knife came out of her hand, and flew straight towards the gun in Feng Sumo's hand.

Feng Sumo turned around, avoiding the throwing knife she used to shoot down the gun, and pulled the trigger again.

Boom!

In a quiet room, gunshots continued for a while.

"Howl!" Brian howled, ignoring his injured leg, and rushed towards Hannah.

After the powder flowed out, the room was surrounded by a strange fragrance. In less than a minute, Feng Sumo's breathing became a little depressed, and his chest heaved more and more.

After firing a few shots, Hannah dodged her, and her cold eyes sank.

This woman can come and go freely in the palace, how capable is she?
"Bryan, come back!" Feng Sumo was worried that he would not be able to defeat her strange skill, so he dragged Bryan to his side, led it, and ran towards the door.

Hannah followed, a gun in hand, hesitant to fire.

Feng Sumo is the person the master wants, if she gets injured, it will be difficult for her to explain after she returns.

Feng Sumo and Brian rushed out of the palace one after the other, turned their heads, glanced at the corridor behind them, and quickened their pace.

Outside the palace, the torrential rain continued.

The sound of raindrops "patta" and "patta" dripping on the eaves was so loud that it was like a natural barrier, swallowing all the movement here.

Feng Sumo and Brian ran in the rain. While running, they looked back at the direction of the palace where they were staying just now. Unexpectedly, their bodies bumped into something hard, and the way forward was blocked after that.

Feng Sumo slowly turned his head, his eyes slightly raised, and his eyes widened in surprise when he saw the face of the person coming.

"Your Highness Berger..."

After Brian stopped in her footsteps, he also stopped, looking at Berg together.

"Why are you here?" Feng Sumo was surprised that he could still bump into him under such a heavy rain, his eyes were blank.

There was a gloomy look in Berger's eyes, and after a moment of silence, the cold and hard facial curves softened, "I happened to pass by just now, and I heard some small movements here, so I came here out of curiosity."

Feng Sumo let out a breath slowly, his tense nerves relaxed.

"What's the matter?" Berg's cold handsome face looked at her expressionlessly, and his voice was so light that no trace of emotion could be heard.

"It's okay, it's been resolved." Feng Sumo was not used to relying on strangers, so he smiled at him and was about to leave when he grabbed his wrist.

As if he was afraid of her leaving, Boge's sudden force was a bit strong, as if with a little haste, the pain caused Feng Sumo to tighten his brows, "His Royal Highness Boge..."

Berg let go of his hand under that low cry, and pulled her to the front.

"Sorry, I'm used to being rude."

"..." Was he rude?
Feng Sumo looked at his red wrist that was pinched by him, and looked at him in confusion, "Is there something wrong?"

From the corner of Berger's eyes, he squinted at the surrounding environment where there was no one around, and turned to look at Feng Sumo, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Outside the gate of the abandoned palace, Hannah glanced lazily at the two people here, then turned and disappeared into the rain.

It seems that she has nothing to do...

"His Royal Highness Berger?" Feng Sumo raised his voice and called him because Berger looked uncomfortable.

The corners of Berg's lips were slightly pursed, and his condensed eyes were as deep as bottomless whirlpools, making it impossible to understand his thoughts at all.

(End of this chapter)