The chi of the clock tower attracted everyone's attention and masked the whistling of the sniper bullet. However, the clock tower was over 1,400 ters from the Congress Building, and the bullet needed about two seconds to travel. Luo Zheng happened to be looking in the direction of the clock tower and vaguely saw the bullet coming. He couldn't worry about whether it was real or fake, nor dare to gamble with his life. His battlefield instincts and experience led Luo Zheng to make the correct decision.
Steve was not paying attention to the clock tower and did not notice the bullet. Luo Zheng tackled him to the ground, full of curiosity, ready to ask, when he saw a Zhongnanhai bodyguard get hit by a bullet. His head burst open instantly; the grueso splatter of red and white was particularly eerie under the sunlight, causing Steve to be greatly shocked and react imdiately.
"Get down!" Luo Zheng shouted while tackling Steve, but it was already too late. Two seconds was too short; had the danger been discovered earlier, perhaps everyone's skills could have dodged the bullet, but for those unaware, it was impossible to evade.
Others hearing the warning promptly dropped to the ground, and the host nation guards reacted, blocking in front and raising their guns to search for threats. No one knew where the bullet had co from. Another dull chi followed, but this ti without a bullet.
It all happened in the blink of an eye, taking no more than three seconds. Luo Zheng lay motionless on the ground, saw the sniped comrade, his face cold as frost, quickly looked towards the clock tower, and shouted loudly, "Quick, it's inside the clock!" Saying this, he sprang up and dashed towards the clock, ignoring all danger.
Steve snapped back to reality as well, leaving a team to maintain the scene and led another team to chase after. Soone had fired a shot right under his nose and almost hit him, enraging him greatly. He grabbed his walkie-talkie, mobilizing personnel while running, only to realize Luo Zheng had already rushed far ahead, startling him. He quickly ordered his n to speed up; if Luo Zheng caught the culprit, it would be a loss of face.
The horrific scenes of his sniped comrades filled Luo Zheng's mind. He had one thought: no matter what, find the culprit and avenge the fallen brothers. Other Zhongnanhai bodyguards were also enraged, eager to rush forward to capture the killer. But none moved; the more critical the mont, the less they could act rashly. The Chairman would surely co out upon hearing the situation, and protecting him was their utmost duty, not letting personal vendetta interfere.
Soon, Luo Zheng sprinted onto the street, filled with traffic. He didn't stall at all, continuing to dash forward. The open view along the way ant the killer could easily fire a second shot. Since catching up, there had been no movent from the assailant, indicating they were retreating, and he must pursue quickly.
A car ca roaring by, honking furiously and braking, but it was too fast and too close to stop. The driver feared a collision with Luo Zheng, panicking. At that mont, Luo Zheng didn't slow down or dodge but kept charging forward, pushing off the ground, soaring into the air.
In the air, Luo Zheng pushed off the car's roof with his feet, propelling himself forward like a bird spreading its wings, leaping over another closely parked car, landing steadily at the roadside, kicking off the ground like a launched cannonball, continuing his furious pursuit.
Steve, chasing from behind, was shocked at witnessing this, secretly relieved, shouting, "Quick, rush up there, don't let them look down on us." The others roared, chased up, spurred on by Luo Zheng's display.
The incident occurring in their country, as security personnel, they failed to prevent the assassination, and if they still let a guest catch the culprit first, their reputation would be tarnished. Being strong cos with pride and honor to uphold. Everyone was now furious, unleashing unprecedented speed.
Luo Zheng dashed to the clock tower entrance. Unaware of the situation, the security tried to stop him. Considering being in another country, Luo Zheng couldn't force through and stopped. Suddenly, soone rushed out from the entrance, looking around nervously, wearing a trench coat and sunglasses, without any luggage. Luo Zheng noticed the person's halted posture, sharp and calm gaze, emitting a military aura.
Soldiers have a sharp sense for similar auras; a glance, a word, even a silhouette can be telling. Moreover, the person abruptly turned to head back inside, imdiately alerting Luo Zheng's suspicion. No ti to explain, he charged forward. Two guards attempted to block him, but Luo Zheng swiftly took them down and continued his pursuit.
Rushing into the lobby, Luo Zheng saw the suspect sprinting towards a back door and gave chase, noting the suspect's not-slow pace. Luo Zheng tightly pursued the figure, steadily closing the distance. The chase caused surrounding onlookers to halt and discuss animatedly.
At this mont, sharp police sirens echoed around. Luo Zheng knew Steve had coordinated a blockade, finally being sowhat useful, taking a breath of relief, speeding his pursuit. The suspect, possibly realizing exposure, also quickened the pace, sprinting forward.
With a "thud!" The fleeing suspect at an intersection got hit by an oncoming bus from the road, body thrown through the air. Luo Zheng, thrilled, increased his speed towards the fallen suspect.
The impact was significant; the suspect rolled on the ground. Although not instantly killed, he couldn't get up. Many bystanders gathered, casting surprised glances at the approaching Luo Zheng.
Knowing his own position, Luo Zheng knew he couldn't involve himself in this country's matters but couldn't resist rushing forward, squatting beside the target, inspecting them. The suspect appeared to be Caucasian; searching him briefly, Luo Zheng found no identification. At this ti, a large group of police arrived, surrounding them, guns drawn, shouting sothing.
Abandoning the now unconscious target, Luo Zheng raised his hands above his shoulders, slowly standing up to avoid misunderstandings. At this mont, Steve led his n forward, glanced at the target on the ground, quickly signaled for the surrounding officers to lower their weapons, and ordered the target be imdiately taken for treatnt.
"Are you okay?" Steve asked Luo Zheng after containing the scene.
"I'm fine. Unfortunately, this bastard has no identification. We must ensure his recovery. Furthermore, this guy's capture will surely prompt the instigators to plan rescues or assassinations. Tell your people to be careful," Luo Zheng quickly advised.
"Understood. He's white, maybe from Sam Country, but there's no evidence. This could be tricky. Co with to the hospital; this isn't the place to talk," Steve quietly reminded.
"Alright," Luo Zheng agreed readily. Catching soone was hard enough; letting them be rescued or silenced would be a huge loss, so he quickly followed Steve to the car.
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