Chapter 901 Protected in His Arms
Suddenly, Vincent shot forward like a freakin' cheetah, moving faster than a lightning bolt.
He was all over the place, throwing punches and kicks like a hurricane—fast, fierce, and dead-on! Before anyone knew what hit 'em, half the crew was already eating dirt, courtesy of Vincent.
Gunshots and the chaos of the brawl filled the air.
Vincent's moves were savage, each one deadly accurate, like he was dancing with blades in the dark.
He zipped through the crowd like a ghost, dodging attacks with ease. His eyes were sharp, spotting every weakness.
The place was a total mess, and Ava tried to make a run for it, but no matter where she turned, she was blocked by the fighting. She ended up right back where she started.
It was crazy dangerous; one wrong move and she could get seriously hurt.
Before long, Vincent had the whole crowd on the ground, groaning in pain.
The goons who had surrounded Ava were now scattered, and she was untouched.
Ava stared in shock at the kidnappers sprawled out. When she looked up, there was Vincent, strolling towards her with a slight grin.
He squatted next to her, grabbed her chin, and gently wiped her tears with his thumb. "Didn't I tell you? Better to count on me than beg them."
Ava was stunned. She never thought Vincent could take them all down solo.
Then she noticed blood oozing from his shoulder. "You're hurt."
Vincent glanced down and saw the bullet wound. Only then did he feel the pain. He'd been so focused on protecting Ava, he hadn't even noticed.
Ava quickly covered his wound.
She fumbled in her pocket, worriedly pulled out a handkerchief, and pressed it against the bleeding.
Seeing her all flustered and concerned, Vincent's lips curled into a sly, sexy smile.
Suddenly, a kidnapper behind Ava woke up, grabbed a gun, and aimed it at her, eyes full of murderous intent.
Vincent's eyes narrowed. Without a second thought, he grabbed Ava and spun around, shielding her with his body like a human shield.
The gunshot rang out, the bullet whizzing through the air. A powerful impact hit Vincent, making him shudder.
Pain surged through him, but he gritted his teeth and held onto Ava.
Blood poured from his wound, soaking his clothes.
Ava was stunned in his arms, her face a mix of shock and confusion.
Her eyes were wide, like two shiny gems, flickering with disbelief, as if the stars had lost their way.
Her lips trembled, unable to speak, her face frozen in astonishment, struggling to believe what was happening.
A stranger had just taken a bullet for her.
Her mind was a stormy sea, waves crashing, unable to calm down.
Her heartbeat was wild, like a symphony gone mad.
Then she saw another gang member behind Vincent grabbing a gun.
"Watch out!" Ava yelled, using all her strength to push Vincent away.
