Chapter 130 The Swift Young Man
Ludwig listened quietly.
Finished
When Jean finished speaking, his expression relaxed; he didn’t seem the least bit opposed. “If that’s what you want, Jean, then sure.”
He was surprisingly agreeable. Jean blinked-
Then again, he had always been unusually accommodating when it came to her.
He rarely went against her.
Jean patted his arm, her eyes shining. “Just be careful, okay?”
Ludwig gave a proud smirk. “What, you think I can’t handle this?”
In the blink of an eye, the boy had already leapt into the opposite side of the forest with Jean in
tow
Bryson stopped in his tracks, stunned as he watched Ludwig suddenly move in the opposite direction at full speed. What is going on?
The others looked just as confused, uncertainty flickering in their eyes. At that moment, Ludwig burst through the trees with Jean and landed in a wide clearing.
Suddenly, a massive shadow fell over them, pressing down with an overwhelming sense of force
Jean instinctively looked up. A huge aircraft loomed directly above them.
The deafening roar flooded her ears, and all she could hear was an overwhelming buzz.
Maybe sensing her discomfort, Ludwig calmly raised a hand and pressed his fingers to the side of her head.
His fingertips were cold, but the touch was gentle.
The ringing eased immediately.
Jean gave him a grateful look.
But out of nowhere–several sharp bullets ripped through the air, aimed straight for the two of them in the clearing!
The agile boy narrowed his eyes and, like a flash of lightning, twisted and dodged within seconds, narrowly avoiding the lethal shots.
But clearly, whoever was on that plane had no intention of letting them go so easily.
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Chapter 130 The Swift Young Man
of gunfire with fluid precision.
Jean was shielded in his arms; all she could do was shut her eyes on reflex.
Finished
She didn’t know how much time had passed. The deafening noise and crushing pressure finally seemed to fade. Slowly, Jean opened her eyes.
She blinked in confusion.
Everything around her had changed. Ludwig had brought her beneath a thick, towering tree.
They were no longer under the open sky where the plane had hovered overhead. In its place was a forest of ancient tree
their heavy branches swaying low around them.
“Where are we?”
Jean pressed her lips together, asking without thinking.
Beside her, Ludwig answered plainly, “A temporary safe spot.”
Then his eyes curved slightly, half–smirking. “We’ve done enough acting like bait. We’re not actually going to let ourselves get shot up.”
Jean nodded, her eyes reflecting her agreement.
Exactly. All she’d wanted was to use Ludwig’s skills to draw the enemy away and buy Dominic some time to escape. That didn’t mean they were supposed to be sacrificial pawns.
The situation just now had been incredibly dangerous. If it had been anyone else besides Ludwig, they’d already be dead thanks to the people on that plane.
The fact that Ludwig had lasted this long–it was impressive.
“Let’s keep moving. We need to get out of this forest first.”
Just then, Ludwig’s clear voice pulled Jean back to the moment.
She nodded absently.
Ludwig led the way up ahead, and she followed behind at an even pace.
Suddenly–heavy footsteps echoed in the distance, growing louder with every passing second.
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