Shen Yi blinked just once, and the person on the bench vanished without a trace. Panic instantly gripped his heart. Unnoticed, a bullet whistled toward his back.
The next second, a familiar, delicate fragrance enveloped him. Shen Yi froze as a small hand wrapped around his waist, effortlessly turning him and guiding his full-speed run in a different direction.
Once turned around, Shen Yi saw with his own eyes a bullet hanging before him, moving at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye, "slowly" crawling just a meter away from them.
Chapter 350