The voice outside the hall was solemn, even slightly astonished.
This was supposed to be an impossible task.
He ordered that Yang Yao must be killed, but after the gunman fired, Shen Yue actually blocked the fatal bullet with a wine flask?!
In other words, did Shen Yue throw the wine flask faster than the bullet?
Was that even possible for a human to achieve?
Shen Yue knew that his speed was not faster than a bullet, but it was due to precognition; how could he dare be negligent in the face of a group of gunmen?
His already rapidly working brain increased its sharpness while conversing with the opponent. When the opponent mentioned that Wanyan Sheng should have died long ago, the image of Yang Yao being shot flashed through his mind.
Did they want to kill Yang Yao?
It seemed unrelated, but there was a pattern; were they trying to correct history?
He must die, mustn't he?!