Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Carlos has no doubt that in the next second, this cold blade will break his entire arm!

But here comes another faster knife.

At the same moment when the blade of the black man will cut his clothes, he hits hard.

Huge force, even cut off these professional killers with special materials!

Someone saved him.

And the direction of the flying knife...

Carlos looked up, the blind spot he was rushing to.

A petite figure came out.

She had some blood on her right hand, but she was calm, and there was nothing wrong with her looking.

Carlos stood still.

He stared at the little woman's cold eyes, and for a moment he was a little confused.

Did the little woman throw the knife? To save yourself?

How could she?

He was thinking about it and saw Zhao's face change.

Just watch as she reaches out and rubs her waist, and there's one more thing on her hand.

“Bang bang” two shots fired, and two black men fell behind Carlos instantly.

She had a gun in her hand.

Look at the style, it was taken from someone in black.

The black assassin who went to the dead end, it goes without saying.

“Carlos!” A Zhaoli shouted at him.

“Is this the time to be stunned? ”

Carlos finally put away his shocking thoughts and began to focus on those in front of him.

Without his worry, he naturally stopped fearing his head and tail.

The black men's force and he were not of a rank, defeat was only a matter of time, not to mention the fact that Azhao, who was originally short board, is now incarnated for God's help.

After breaking most of the clothes, the black man seemed helpless to finally find that his task today was impossible to complete.

Fight and retreat, you want to leave.

Carlos snorted, “Now that you're here, don't go. ”

His voice had just fallen, and countless soldiers in imperial uniforms had suddenly surfaced around him, surrounding him.

Zhao saw these people, his heart only exclaimed: Surely, in the novel television drama, these official personnel always appeared after the matter had been resolved, not by the author himself.

She was defamating herself and Carlos, standing in front of her, suddenly turned around and looked deeply at her.

Zhao knew that her abilities were revealed quite thoroughly, but she was not panicking, even today in front of Carlos, there was a few deliberate ingredients.

So she gave Carlos a brilliant smile.

Carlos frowned and grabbed Zhao's hand, pulling her forward.

He sat beside her and didn't talk until he got in the hover.

Until he returned to his palace.

Carlos looked at the woman sitting in the chair calmly, pressing her words for a long time and finally saying: “Zhao, you--”

“Don't you have anything to say to me? ”

Zhao understands what he means and knows what he wants to hear.

But she wasn't going to go along with it.

She flashed her head slightly and asked carelessly: "What are you talking about? ”

Carlos was bored.

He silently said, "Your performance today has upset my perception. ”

Zhao smiled softly.

She stood up and stood in front of Carlos and looked at him: "Your Highness, remember carefully, I said, am I weak and in need of protection? ”

Carlos: “…”

He said in his heart.