257 CPR (2/2)
Jiang Chen was relieved after everything was okay. When Jiang Lin designed the K1 kinetic skeleton, he told Jiang Chen that the supra-molecular polyethylene ballast plate could only block some rifle bullets, but he didn’t know if it could block sniper bullets.
However, when he gave a thought, it made sense.
The assault rifle Jiang Lin had referred to was the PK2000 and the Reaper that was common in the apocalypse. Although the light armor could not defend against the sniper rifle in the apocalypse, the M82, known as the cannon in the modern world, could only shatter the plate.
So the injury sustained by Ayesha was only due to the kinetic energy from the bullet.
But the problem was if it was just the kinetic energy, why was she knocked out? Although the power of the anti-armor weapon was fierce, it was not strong enough to the point where it could knock Ayesha—who was injected with a genetic vaccine—unconscious.
”Ahem.” Xia Shiyu looked at the way Jiang Chen explored Ayesha’s body and turned aside. With a hint of jealousy in her voice, she said, ”Although Ayesha is your bodyguard, she is a girl after all… Just be careful.”
”Ah. Sorry.” Jiang Chen instinctively retracted his hand.
Ayesha looked at Jiang Chen and Xia Shiyu. She seemed to have understood something as a smile surfaced.
[ That kind of relationship? ]
”Head to the car first with Ayesha, I will be right there.” With the questions Xia Shiyu seemed to have, Jiang Chen paused and then added, ”Once we’re on the car, I will explain to you everything.”
With the serious expression on Jiang Chen’s face, Xia Shiyu just nodded and Ayesha took her to the Maybach.
After cleaning the battlefield, Jiang Chen returned to the car.
The Sonata Jiang Chen bought was parked in a community nearby, abandoned.
It was one in the morning and there was only one car on the empty road; it looked desolate.
Jiang Chen sat in the front seat as Xia Shiyu, in the back, seemed to be uncomfortable. Jiang Chen asked with care in his voice, ”Do you feel uncomfortable?”
”N… No.”
Xia Shiyu yawned, leaned against the car door, and muttered, ”My first kiss… was given to a girl.”
Ayesha who was about to start the car paused before she began to giggle.
”What are you laughing at?” With redness covering her face, Xia Shiyu pretended to be serious, but her voice wasn't confident at all.
Jiang Chen also resisted the temptation to laugh as he said out loud, ”CPR doesn’t count as the first kiss.”
”That makes sense…” Xia Shiyu looked away with a relieved expression.
”Is there anyone you want to give your first kiss to?” A rare, cunning look appeared on Ayesha’s expressionless face.
”Of course, someone I like.”
”Do you like Jiang Chen?” Ayesha was persistent.
”Why, why do you suddenly ask this?” Xia Shiyu’s face immediately blushed as she spoke incoherently.
Jiang Chen also awkwardly scratched his face as he said, feeling embarrassed, ”Ahem, don’t—” But his sentence was cut short.
Ayesha suddenly kissed him.
Xia Shiyu just felt something shattered as she completely froze.
”Your first kiss is now his.”
Ayesha turned around and smiled gently at the completely dumbfounded Xia Shiyu.
The pristine blue eyes were filled with mischief.
…
Miao Jun parked the Sonata on the side of the road and walked to the agreed location with a perplexed feeling.
It was one and a half hour past midnight, the road was empty. Leaning against the road lamp, he gazed into the distance and silently waited.
Based on the agreement he made with Zhang Youjie, as long as he took care of Dagger and brought his phone to the agreed location, the task would be completed.
”If you want to be rich… then why did you become a soldier…”
The words left by Dagger lingered around his ears like a nightmare.
”You think I really wanted to be a soldier?” Miao Jun swore out loud and stuffed his cold hands into his pocket.
Betraying his country.
He never thought this day would come.
That thought alone gave him goosebumps.
A car light eventually approached from the distance. When Miao Jun saw this, he clenched the pistol in his pocket. Right when he saw the face in the car, his tensed expression started to loosen.
The car came and parked in front of him. A middle-aged man got out of the car and smiled at Miao Jun.
”Mr. Miao, I trust that you must have completed the deal we made.”
Translator's Thoughts
_Min_ _Min_
Min here. I hope all of you had a wonderful year as we are approaching the end of 2017. I know we have a diverse group of readers and many of you don't celebrate Christmas. But there are seven days until Christmas and we'll be releasing two chapters a day and 5 chapters on Christmas as our appreciation to all of you for supporting myself and the editors. Today is a bit late, so there will be 3 chapters tomorrow. Thank you all for your support!