The Republic of China: Twins with a beautiful start, navigating a troubled world

"not good!"

The moment he sensed danger, Zhao He threw himself to the left very quickly.

Almost at the moment he jumped out, Xie Baogong, who was still smiling, suddenly took out a pistol from his waist, aimed in the direction of Zhao He and pulled the trigger, also very fast.

He had practiced this scene countless times in private. The gun was fired very fast, and from such a short distance, the shot would definitely hit Zhao He's head, killing him without a burial place.

However, what Xie Baogong didn't expect was that Zhao He predicted his move in advance and rushed to the left.

Obviously this was the power of the spider sense, allowing Zhao He to predict it in advance.

Bang!

The bullet was shot from Zhao He's original position and did not hurt Zhao He at all.

"not good!"

Xie Baogong's heart skipped a beat when he missed a shot, but he reacted very quickly. He immediately changed direction and aimed again at Zhao He, and pulled the trigger.

At this moment, Zhao He was in the air and had no way to use his strength to dodge.

And even if he could borrow strength, how could he kill the bullet quickly?

Bang!

A bullet hit Zhao He's stomach, and when the latter fell down, he had already taken out a pistol in his hand. Even though his body was not yet balanced, Zhao He had already raised his hand, aimed at Xie Baogong, and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

A bullet hit Xie Baogong's shoulder directly, and he let out a scream.

Zhao He also hit the ground heavily and remained motionless.

"Quick, catch him."

"Director Zhao, how are you? Are you okay?"

"Quick, call the doctor, Director Zhao has been shot."

At this time, everyone at the scene reacted and let out bursts of exclamations.

Someone immediately rushed forward, immediately removed Xie Baogong's pistol, grabbed his hands, and pinned him to the ground.

Xie Baogong couldn't resist the severe pain in his shoulder, but he laughed loudly, "Dad, I avenged you, hahaha... Zhao He is finally dead, hahaha..."

He seems to be going crazy!

Zhou Qilong came to Zhao He immediately, his face extremely ugly and frightened. He had seen Xie Baogong aim at Zhao He and shoot him, and the bullet hit his stomach.

If Zhao He had something wrong with him, how would he explain it to the people? How to explain to Tiandaobang disciples? How to explain to Zhang Shitian?

"Ok?"

But suddenly, Zhou Qilong snorted, because he suddenly discovered that there was no blood at all on Zhao He's stomach.

"Sorry to disappoint you, I'm not dead at all."

Just when Zhou Qilong was puzzled, Zhao He, who was lying motionless on the ground, suddenly raised his head, looked at Xie Baogong and said slowly.

Then, under the horrified eyes of everyone, he stood up little by little. There was no blood at all on his stomach.

"No, it's impossible. I clearly hit you in the stomach with that shot just now. Why didn't you get hurt at all? No, it's impossible. This is all fake, fake!"

After Xie Baogong reacted, he immediately screamed hysterically, not believing what he saw.

Not only him, but the onlookers also looked in disbelief. Many of them had witnessed it with their own eyes. It was clear that the second shot hit Zhao He in the stomach, but why...

Zhao He patted the dust on his body and then lifted up his clothes in front of everyone, revealing the body armor underneath.

"This, this is..." Xie Baogong said with his eyes widened.

"This is a bulletproof vest. Have you ever seen it? It's equivalent to the ancient soft gold silk armor. It can prevent bullets." Zhao He smiled faintly, and at the same time secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, he was wearing a bulletproof vest. Otherwise, this would One shot had to kill him.

Of course, the spider sense also played a vital role. Otherwise, Zhao He would have been shot in the head long ago, even if he was wearing a body armor, it would be useless.

"That's great, that's great. You are blessed by the Bodhisattva! If you have any shortcomings, I really don't know how to explain it to the people? To your family?" Zhou Qilong reacted and took Zhao He's hand. He said with lingering fear.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Seeing Zhou Qilong's worried look, Zhao He was also very moved. He smiled and patted his shoulder, then turned to look at Xie Baogong and came to him step by step.

"Let me ask you, just now you said you wanted to avenge your father, who is your father?" Zhao He asked.

"Bah! Even if I die, I won't tell you." Xie Baogong spat at Zhao He and said hysterically.

But Zhao He reacted very quickly and dodged to the left to avoid the saliva.

"Damn it, you dare to talk to Director Zhao like this, are you looking for death?"

One of the policemen who held Xie Baogong was furious and immediately pressed him hard to the ground. His face was pressed against the ground and he could not move.

"Haha, it seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, you won't tell the truth." At this point, Zhao He paused, looked at a policeman next to him and said, "Go out and find a piece of bamboo."

"Yes." The policeman responded, and immediately ran to the backyard. After a while, he ran over with a piece of bamboo, "Director Zhao, do you want the piece of bamboo?"

"Okay, grab his right hand and lift it up." Zhao He took the piece of bamboo and said while cutting it open with a dagger.

"Yes." The policeman responded, and immediately grabbed Xie Baogong's right hand and raised it.

"You, what are you going to do? Let me go, let me go." At this moment, Xie Baogong's face showed a look of fear, and he screamed hysterically.

"As the saying goes, ten fingers connect to the heart, and it hurts the heart. But I don't know if this is the case? I just happened to do an experiment on you today."

When Zhao He said this, he had already arrived in front of Xie Baogong, and the bamboo pieces in his hand had been cut into bamboo sticks, which were very sharp.

Then, Zhao He grabbed one of Xie Baogong's fingers, held the bamboo stick, aimed at the gap between his nails, and inserted it forcefully.

"what!"

The next second, Xie Baogong let out a heart-piercing scream and tried desperately to struggle, but he couldn't struggle at all.

His left hand kept beating the ground, and the veins on his neck and arms were bulging. He was obviously suffering from great pain.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Qilong and others turned their heads, not daring to look at this scene.

But Zhao He kept a calm look on his face, slowly and with force, he kept inserting the bamboo skewer, and blood kept pouring out, staining Xie Baogong's entire fingernails red.

"Spare my life, spare my life! Please, please kill me, ah..." Xie Baogong screamed in pain.

At this moment, he just wanted Zhao He to kill him quickly.

"Want to die? How can it be so easy?" Zhao He smiled and licked his lips. Like a perverted devil, he grabbed Xie Baogong's other finger and slowly inserted the bamboo stick into the nail seam.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding police officers all felt their scalps numb and their backs chilly. When they looked at Zhao He, their eyes were suddenly filled with fear and apprehension.

This young man usually looks amiable and harmless to humans and animals, but at this moment, he feels like he has seen a demon from hell, which is extremely frightening.