Looking at the female student council president who fell to the ground, Jason was stunned for a while.
When Jason sensed malice, he could be sure that the gunman was aiming his malicious intent at the female pastry chef. He could even be sure that the other party's gun was also aimed at the female pastry chef.
To put it simply, when the bullet was fired, it was aimed at the female pastry chef, but... it took a wrong turn!
The round bullet hit the female student council president directly.
The female student council president is a complete loser.
However, Jason could clearly see that an almost transparent force field appeared on the female student council president's body, blocking the bullets.
The force field disappeared in a flash.
The flattened warhead fell to the ground.
"Secret technique?!"
"Or..."
"Special props?"
Jason glanced at the female student council president, and for the first time he discovered that her background was far more complicated than he imagined, but Jason did not stare closely at the female student council president.
Instead, pursue the gunman.
Of course, Jason, who was worried about being expelled, picked up the female pastry chef and held her under his arm.
The female pastry chef's face suddenly turned red. She wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing. She just blushed, buried her head, and let Jason take her away.
…
I am 'Wuge', a killer.
I have a killer brother named ‘Box’.
Previously, he failed to assassinate a pastry chef named Guichelle and was caught.
What a waste!
I can't even find a pastry chef.
However, this has nothing to do with me.
Having just obtained membership in a club, I have made up my mind not to show up again until the weather warms up.
However, I didn't expect that the reward for the female pastry chef would be increased tenfold.
It increased tenfold overnight.
This is already a reward that cannot be ignored.
Therefore, I am ready to wash away the shame of my brother "Box".
It's not easy to find a pastry chef.
Very easily, I got the trace of the other party.
only……
What's going on with the burly and muscular man next to the other party?
Why do I feel weak when I see the other person?
Especially when the opponent is walking in the shadows, the feeling of oppression simply increases exponentially.
bodyguard?
No, no no!
How can a pastry chef afford a bodyguard?
Is it possible that I can still pay with pastries?
Impossible!
This female pastry chef must have used her gender advantage to charm this burly and muscular man!
Thinking of this, 'Wuge' sneered.
No matter how strong a person is who can be deceived by beauty, his strength is limited.
Besides, the tenfold increase in remuneration is enough for him to upgrade two levels in the club, meet the rumored lady, have afternoon tea with her, or go to the opera house to watch a play, and then...hehehe.
The excited 'Wuge' didn't think any more.
Just set up the gun.
He targeted female pastry chefs.
Just like those targets he had aimed at before.
Then, the trigger was pulled.
He couldn't wait to see his target fall to the ground.
but……
Why was the person next to me the one who fell to the ground?
I'm obviously aiming for a female pastry chef, right?
'Wuge' rubbed his eyes in disbelief, but in his field of vision, it was the female student council president who fell to the ground.
What's going on?
I didn't drink?
It's impossible to aim wrong, right?
‘Wuge’ asked himself.
But reality no longer allowed him to delve deeper.
He had already seen the strong man rushing towards him with his target between his legs.
Taking his own gun, 'Wuge' turned around and ran away.
He didn't think he could outrun the opponent.
After all, at first glance, the other person looks like a person with strong strength and slow speed.
But why is the distance getting closer?
And, why are my legs so weak?
Could it be that drinking too much tea with the ladies in the club will really make your legs weak?
‘Wuge’ was thinking as he ran.
And Jason is getting closer and closer.
When the chase was less than ten meters away, 'Wuge' suddenly turned around and pointed the rifle in his hand directly at Jason behind him.
"Wuge" is very confident about his shot.
He has practiced this skill specifically.
I have also used this technique to kill many targets that I missed accidentally.
Therefore, although he was surprised before, he was not panicked.
And now!
This is the moment he turns the situation around!
‘No grid’ was about to pull the trigger, but Jason, who was still nearly ten meters away, suddenly accelerated.
The speed was so fast that he didn't even react before Jason arrived in front of him.
And, Jason didn't stop.
The strong, burly body collided directly with the body of 'Wuge'.
Bang!
In the muffled sound, the sound of broken bones continued to sound, and 'Wuge''s feet lifted off the ground and flew back four to five meters.
I was hit by a car!
At the last moment of my life, I thought like this.
"[Charge] is still not controlled well enough."
"Although it has reached the proficiency level, once it is activated, it is difficult to control it in detail."
"If you control it forcefully, it will still cause damage to the heart."
Jason looked at the lifeless gunman and put the female pastry chef down.
The red-faced female pastry chef seemed to be drunk, swaying on the spot.
"I'm a little dizzy."
"It was a little too fast just now."
The female pastry chef explained this.
At this time, the female student council president chased after her on her own.
She looked at the gunman who had lost his breath and breathed a sigh of relief involuntarily.
As long as the person dies, it will be easy.
Dead people don't speak.
Likewise, no secrets will be involved.
But, did those guys discover me?
Or is it an insignificant temptation?
With these thoughts swirling in her heart, the female student council president looked like a frightened ordinary person and asked Jason:
"Teacher Jason, what should I do?"
"Call the police."
Jason said without hesitation.
"OK."
The female student council president nodded and shouted to the secretary who was running out of breath: "Joel, go call the police."
"Yes, President!"
The secretary ignored the physical exertion and turned around and ran towards the old teaching building.
At this time, the female pastry chef finally returned to normal.
She walked up to her friend and checked worriedly.
"Tedi, are you okay?"
the pastry chef asked.
"fine."
"Fortunately, the gunman's shooting skills were very poor and he didn't hit me. Otherwise, I really would have died."
"However, I still came into contact with bullets at such a close distance..."
"It's really terrible."
The female student council president patted her chest as she spoke, looking frightened.
As she said this, the female student council president's eyes turned slightly red, which made people feel distressed just to see her.
The female pastry chef quickly took her friend's hand, held her in her arms, and comforted her softly:
"It's okay, it's okay."
"It's all over."
"Um."
The female student president put her chin on the female pastry chef's shoulder and agreed softly, but her eyes secretly looked at Jason.
