Just when the car window rolled down and a gun barrel protruded out, Feng Jun was making eye contact with the Martial Monk.
But that did not mean he had abandoned his awareness of his surroundings.
As the compact car approached, he sensed an aura of murderous intent out of thin air, and it was rapidly intensifying.
He sharply turned around and lunged forward, positioning himself in front of Yang Yuxin.
Feng Jun was not a Holy Mother; he'd help others from time to time, but he definitely did not have a habit of sacrificing himself for people he was not familiar with.
However, since Director Yang had come specifically to assist him against his foes, he felt obligated to ensure her safety.
His figure flickered extremely quickly; two bullets originally aimed at him completely missed their mark.
The third bullet, whether the assassin had initially intended to kill Yang Yuxin or had simply followed his movements, hit him squarely in the chest.
