My Husband is a King
Accident In The Cliffs of Cadas
Two cars were chasing each other on a road that was next to a steep cliff.
Psiuu
A long shotgun almost went through the glass of Prince Arshlan's car. The car he was driving was designed specifically to fight on the streets. So any kind of bullet won't be able to penetrate this car.
Dor
Reply to the prince who fired his gun at the car in front of him. He was driving while taking his head out of the window.
He looked at a tree hanging in front. The tree almost collapsed, if there was even a little something that shook it.
Prince Arshlan who had the ability to think quickly immediately acted. He pointed his gun, he aimed at the target and ....
Dorian
The shot was on target at an area of the tree that had already been cracked.
Krek crek Brak
Ciiiiiiiit
Brakes
Ciiits
Prince Arshlan stopped his car because the target car was stopped by a falling tree in front of him.
The man put his gun back in his suit. He got out of the car to check.
The appearance of Prince Arshlan had not changed at all. Although the long-distance fights he did on the streets managed to make a mess, but not a single scratch managed to hit it.
"He's still breathing" the prince said as he touched the woman's weakly rolled nostril in his car using two fingers.
Then he moved to the driver's side seat, to see the condition of the sniper who accompanied the woman.
"They're both still alive."
Prince Arshlan rushes to find a rope and intends to tie it up and take the two escaped convicts in his car.
But his sense of smell sniffed something.
"Fuel smell" he murmured as he turned toward the asphalt under the car.
"leak!" She's surprised.
But immediately a slanted smile rose from the tip of his lips.
The cigarette was ignited with a lighter, until the white stem lit up at the end and smoky.
One suction, it puffs out the smoke. Leaning behind the convict's car.
Hisapan by suction, shorten the cigarette he clasped using the index finger and middle finger. The gust after puff reflects smoke that shows the tar levels in the cigarette.
Not until the cigarette ran out, the man walked away. Throwing the rest of the cigarette butts towards near the bottom of a car flooded with gasoline.
He walked leisurely to his own car.
Bruuum
The engine of the car was on and he immediately turned back to the opposite direction.
There had not been ten meters of Prince Arshlan to leave the place. There was a pretty loud explosion.
DUM!
Prince Arshlan looked through the rearview mirror. The flaming reflection of the flames within the convex mirror made him smile.
"Gerald, pay off my debts!" his smile came up and he drove back to his car at high speed.
"Na na na na na na ...!"
*
"Your Majesty, the road on the rock cliff that leads to the cave ruins there is a fire." Antony gave the latest news to King Gerals.
"Is there a victim?"
"A car with two riders killed on the spot."
"The fire?"
"It's thought to have been a fuel tank leak due to the car accident with one of the trees that fell there."
"Yes already! Just clean the place!"
"Oh yes, Your Majesty. Actually, the victim who died in the fire was Princess Emilda. He managed to escape from the prison in the cave of ruins" continued Antony.
"Hmmm, I already know! Just prepare for the burial!"
Antony withdrew and left the king's room.
"I am now in debt to Arshlan," the King muttered as he typed something into his cell phone.