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Wen Sen was pointed at by the vice-captain's muzzle, and looked at the vice-captain in disbelief.

He thought that maybe there would be a traitor by his side, but he had never doubted the guards as the candidate for the traitor.

Every person in the guard was carefully selected by him, from character to force, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are one in a hundred.

However, this deputy captain appointed by the old emperor, he has not investigated.

"Calm down, what happened to Zhao Xin was an accident." Wen Sen's heart tightened. He remembered that when he went to ask Zongzhenghe for news later, the vice-captain was there.

At that time, none of them thought that the vice-captain would remember their conversation so clearly.

"Accident? Do you think I will believe it?" The vice-captain has completely fallen into his own imagination, "Is General Zhao not loyal enough to the old emperor? But what will happen to him!"

Obviously, he has lost trust in the entire royal family after the day-long panic.

"It was really an accident." Wen Sen moved his feet slowly, trying to get closer to the vice-captain, but his mouth was soothing him.

"Perhaps you don't know, the things in Zhao Xin's mind are made by star thieves. I know a few star thieves. Elena just performed chip removal surgery for them yesterday. If you doubt it, I can also arrange it for you. A check."

What Wen Sen said was true, but he knew in his heart that the vice-captain did have a slave chip in his mind.

In the black box that the old emperor handed over to Zong Zhenghe back then was his control chip.

But Wen Sen can guarantee that Zongzhenghe has never thought about what to do with the control chip since it was started.

Zongzhenghe even thought about whether to tell the vice-captain himself about this matter.

It's a pity that now it seems that the vice-captain already has his own ideas.

"No need to check, as long as I return to the person who controls it, I won't be bothered by him anymore." The deputy captain pointed his gun firmly at Wen Sen, "Win Sen! Stand still!"

He has already noticed Wen Sen's movement, "I know your physical skills are strong, but can it be stronger than bullets?"

At this moment, the distance between the two was only one meter. While talking, Wen Sen flew up and tried to kick the gun in the deputy captain's hand.

The vice-captain's reaction was also not slow, and he fired a shot with a movement of his finger.

In the end, it was Wen Sen who moved a little faster. With one leg, the deputy captain's gun hit the wall behind him.

At the same time, the guards outside heard the shooting and rushed into the room, and saw their two captains wrestling together—today was the day when the vice captain was promoted to full-time.

"Captain!" Their captain called Wen Sen, "What's going on?"

Wen Sen was fighting with the vice-captain, and before he had time to turn around, he could only shout "Shoot!"

After all, it was a tacit understanding cultivated by working together for many years. The person who rushed in subconsciously drew his gun and hit the deputy captain.

"bang bang bang"

Wen Sen retreated quickly to dodge, and the vice-captain was hit in the thigh before he could dodge.

"Tell me, what exactly did you do to defend the palace?" Wen Sen fired a second shot, wounding both of his legs. "His Highness has never treated you harshly. Why did you betray His Highness?"

"Heh." The vice-captain was injured on his leg, so he could only half-sit on the ground, "Slave chip is not harsh treatment?"

"That's not what His Highness did." Looking at the eyes of the deputy captain, Wen Sen knew that he would not admit his mistake, so he could only be suppressed first, and then led them to Zongzhenghe's position.

He is now at the highest security point in the palace, with a good view, and has not noticed any changes—but he doesn't think that the vice-captain who has turned his back will do nothing.

In the main hall of the imperial palace, Zong Zhenghe was receiving blessings from his ancestors.

Thousands of people gathered in the hall, and everyone looked up at Zongzhenghe's direction with a smile on their faces.

Even Zong Zhengyue was dressed up to attend, with a ruddy complexion.

"Are you willing to bear the scepter of the empire?" The oldest old man in Zongzheng's surname placed the scepter in front of Zongzhenghe's eyes, and carried on the last inheritance.

"I am willing." Zong Zhenghe stretched out his hand, just as his fingertips touched the scepter, he suddenly heard an exclamation.

On the noble seat closest to him, a well-dressed nobleman suddenly rushed out, holding a dagger that he didn't know how to bring in.

"You tyrant, go to hell!"

That person was the closest to Zongzhenghe in the entire seat, only three meters away.At the speed of Alpha, he rushed to Zong Zhenghe's side in a second.

Before Wen Sen led the people to the main hall, what he felt was Omega's panicked mental power fluctuations.

Although Omega's spiritual power is high, he is extremely fragile compared to Alpha, and he can make every Beta of him feel so clearly, obviously more than one person is frightened.

Has something happened to His Highness?

Wen Sen accelerated his steps, running forward almost at the speed of a [-]-meter sprint, making it almost impossible for the people behind him to catch up.

"Protect Your Highness!" With less than ten meters left, Wen Sen heard his adjutant's voice, and in his heart there must be something wrong in the hall.

"You surround all the exits, and no one is allowed to enter or exit!" After ordering, Wen Sen entered the hall through the gate alone.

In the main hall, adjutants and members of the guards are doing their best to maintain order.

Fortunately, most of the nobles were still sitting in their chairs, and they were not too shocked except for their pale faces.

After all, it was Zong Zhenghe who met the assassins, and they were not in danger.

Zong Zhenghe was guarded by Wen Sen's adjutant at the moment, and there was a corpse one meter away from him.

"Your Highness, are you alright?" Wen Sen saw Zong Zhenghe and a red mark in front of Zong Zhenghe at a glance.

At his feet, there was a bloody knife.