A Familiar Eagle
It took two seconds for the bald man to accept the fact that he had been shot. He didn't care about his shoulder, instead, he used his good hand to pick up the machine gun, ready to fight back.
Before he could locate the enemy, the second gunshot sounded, and his other shoulder was also hit.
The pain was too intense, and the bald man lost control of both his hands.
"What's going on!" The flat-headed man was shocked and quickly lay down.
He raised his cell phone, turned on the camera, and looked around, using the powerful camera of the phone to find the enemy.
It was the familiar golden eagle, with a gun in its claws.
The flat-headed man couldn't believe his own eyes.
An eagle actually knew how to use a pistol? And the distance between him and the eagle was at least a hundred meters, this eagle's shooting level was so amazing?
His confusion was quickly answered.
Diao Yu pulled the trigger, the bullet penetrated the car glass, shattered the flat-headed man's phone, and pierced through his palm.
Withdrawing his hand, the flat-headed man gritted his teeth and endured the pain.
He grabbed the gun with his other hand, ready to fight back.
As soon as he poked his head out, a gun was pointed at his head.
Diao Yu flew very fast, and by the time the flat-headed man was in pain and crawled down, it had already arrived outside the car.
Diao Yu stepped on the hood with one claw and held the gun with the other, his face cold and emotionless, if not for the eagle's body, he would be a perfect ruthless killer.
Cursing, the flat-headed man gave up struggling.
Diao Yu shot him in his other arm, disabling his ability to fight.
Then, Xia Yu pried open the shattered windshield and crawled in.
The last three people in the car, Zhu Mengbing, swallowed their saliva.
The complete defeat of the flat-headed man and his group made the three people very happy, but the arrival of Diao Yu at this moment made the three very afraid.
"We are not with them! The one who shot you before was the bald man!" Zhu Mengbing was worried that Diao Yu would clean them up as well, so he quickly explained.
Hearing Zhu Mengbing's words, the lying flat-headed man stared at the bald man.
The bald man lowered his head, not daring to look up.
They all thought it was the bald man's shot that had angered Diao Yu.
Diao Yu did not respond; he went to the three people, and they all shrank into the corner, shivering uncontrollably.
Xia Yu looked at the handcuffs on their hands and the ropes on their feet.
The ropes were easy to handle, but the handcuffs were a bit troublesome.
He grabbed the flat-headed man and pointed to Zhu Mengbing's handcuffs, trying to make a claw gesture for the key.
Zhu Mengbing looked at the claw that Diao Yu pointed at and was a little scared, so he moved his hand away.
Diao Yu followed with his claw, but Zhu Mengbing actually drew a circle with his hand.
Spreading his wings, Xia Yu patted Zhu Mengbing's head and gave up pointing at him, turning to Li Hua instead.
Li Hua was much more cooperative; her hand was grabbed by Diao Yu's claw and she did not resist.
Pulling Li Hua's hand in front of the flat-headed man, Diao Yu knocked on the handcuffs.
The flat-headed man was stunned for two seconds and hesitantly asked, "The key?"
Seeing the golden eagle nod in front of him, the flat-headed man felt mixed emotions.
This eagle actually understands what I'm saying!
This eagle actually wants to save these three people!
Could it be that this eagle really came because he caught the prince?
The flat-headed man's last question also appeared in the minds of Zhu Mengbing and the other two.
Especially the steward, who had just attempted to use this excuse to deceive someone. The steward's eyes widened, unable to believe that his family's prince was actually chosen by the heavens.
Seeing the four stunned, Xia Yu patted the flat-headed man's head to bring them back to their senses.
The flat-headed man immediately replied, "The key is with me, here it is."
He tried to bear the pain and reached into his pocket.
Unable to muster any strength in his hand, he failed to retrieve the key after three attempts. In the end, Xia Yu managed to hook the key out with his claws.
He threw the key to Li Hua, who, along with the other two, unlocked their handcuffs, cut the rope on their feet, and regained their freedom.
The thin and old steward came before Xia Yu, clasped his hands together, and reverently said, "Thank you for the Buddha's favor."
Xia Yu: "???"
I saved you, and you're thanking the Buddha?
In consideration of the steward being an elderly man, Xia Yu didn't mind, and patted Zhu Mengbing's head to vent his frustration.
Zhu Mengbing, who was slapped, had a wronged look on his face but could only bear it.
"Envoy, what should we do next?" The steward asked Xia Yu again.
Xia Yu dragged the three people out of the car, took the bald man's phone, opened the map and pointed to Haiming City for the three people.
"Go back—uh!" Zhu Mengbing was just about to speak when the steward covered his mouth.
Zhu Mengbing wanted to say, "Go back?", but the people lying outside hadn't died yet; if he spoke, it would expose their whereabouts.
"The envoy said to go back, so we must go back. They'll never guess that we'll return, and Princess Haiming is still in Haiming City!" said the steward.
Zhu Mengbing looked at Li Hua again, who glanced at Xia Yu and said, "Let's get on the road quickly, and change to another car in the next town."
Seeing the three people's obedient behavior, Xia Yu nodded in satisfaction. He then took out the phone, pressed a series of numbers, and showed them to the three people.
"What is this?" Zhu Mengbing was a bit puzzled, looking at the eleven numbers on the screen.
"It's a phone number." Li Hua looked at Xia Yu, "When we arrive, shall we dial this number?"
Xia Yu nodded. This phone number was an anonymous one he had temporarily purchased for internet use in Area 26.
After everything was explained, Xia Yu pointed at the steering wheel, urging the three people to leave immediately, and then spread his wings to fly back into the sky.
After he left, Zhu Mengbing and the steward let out a sigh of relief.
"That scared me to death!" Zhu Mengbing said.
"That must be an envoy of the Buddha," the steward said with a devout face.
"Aren't you a materialist?" Zhu Mengbing asked.
"I now feel the glory of my Buddha," the steward felt as if he was the protagonist in a religious film, finally understanding the greatness of Buddha after an hour of movie plot.
Zhu Mengbing pursed his lips, ready to talk to Li Hua, but Li Hua picked up the gun and left first.
After five gunshots, Li Hua sat in the driver's seat and started the van.
"Weren't you afraid just now, Li Hua?" Zhu Mengbing asked.
Just a moment ago, when Xia Yu approached him, he was so scared that he kept avoiding Xia Yu's claws and even got a hit on his head. But when Li Hua confronted Xia Yu's claws, she didn't flinch or move, allowing Xia Yu to grab her.
"If it were me, I wouldn't be so calm," added the steward.
"I was a bit scared, but I'm used to it," Li Hua replied.
"Habit?" Zhu Mengbing and the housekeeper were both very curious.
After the stimulating scene just now, the two needed to chat to ease their emotions.
"Previously, when we were in the mountains, Her Highness the Princess raised a brown bear, and that bear was as smart as that eagle just now." Speaking of this, Li Hua furrowed her brows; she suddenly realized that the golden eagle and the bear were quite similar.
Equally intelligent, equally powerful, the brown bear saved Meimei, and the golden eagle saved Zhu Mengbing; where could such a coincidence come from?
Could it really be the manifestation of Buddha?
And what was the number left by the golden eagle?