But, what Yang Fei did not expect was that before he could take action, the enemy hidden in the shadows had already started to move.

Greenfield Commonwealth, Capital of Novis.

Helen was on tour, and the long motorcade formed a line with the streets and alleys full of police and military.

At the end of the motorcade, inside a Maybach, Helen gently stroked her belly, her expression very peaceful.

She could feel the birth of a small life in her abdomen, feel its vigorous vitality, growing strong.

The first wave of the motorcade had already passed, eight Maybachs guarding a Rolls-Royce, and the same motorcade had a total of three waves.

Such an arrangement was to prevent assassins and small assault units.

The Greenfield Commonwealth had just been established; domestic wars continued, and there were indeed many who wanted Helen's life.

In the two motorcades ahead, two fake empresses identical to Helen sat inside, highly deceptive.

Although Helen was in the third wave of the motorcade, she did not sit in the Rolls-Royce.

In the third motorcade, inside the Rolls-Royce being guarded, it was still Helen's body double who was seated.

Meanwhile, Helen herself was sitting in the Maybach to the left-rear of the Rolls-Royce.

This arrangement was actually Yang Fei's idea, such true and false, false and true, in order to maximize Helen's safety.

Wherever Helen's motorcade went, the People of Greenver welcomed them warmly.

She was the first monarch to abolish the racial inequality system, and for the middle and lower ethnic groups, she existed like a savior.

Therefore, most of the public's homage to Helen was entirely sincere, without any pretense.

And Helen could not refuse the public's love and respect, often meeting the citizens despite the Guard Commander's advice against it.

This brought extreme difficulty to Helen's security work.

The motorcade slowly advanced, the military police fully armed, heavily guarded.

At this moment, a Boeing 721 fighter jet suddenly sliced through the sky, diving down towards the last motorcade.

This sudden change made the Guard Commander realize something was wrong.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw three missiles trailing long plumes fire towards them.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three loud blasts, the missiles hit the rooftop of the Rolls-Royce and nearby, instantly exploding.

An unstoppable shockwave immediately blasted the Rolls-Royce into the air, flipping in a dangerous arc, crashing down.

And the two Maybachs guarding the Rolls-Royce were also hit, turning into huge fireballs, burning fiercely.

Scorching flames, flying car parts from the explosion scattered everywhere.

"Not good, enemy attack, protect the Empress!"

The Guard Commander shouted, sacrificing himself to pounce towards the Maybach Helen was in.

The rest of the guards acted swiftly, forming a circle to protect the Maybach.

Fortunately, the Maybach positioned left of the Rolls-Royce was not affected.

But even so, the Empress's Maybach was already seriously damaged.

The bulletproof glass of the Maybach's window showed cobweb-like breaks, the front severely damaged, blasted backward, flipping over, face up.

The Royal Guards quickly surrounded the car carrying the Empress.

Despite successfully striking once, the fighter jet was heading towards the sky.

However, at this moment, dozens of ground-to-air anti-aircraft missiles launched, hitting the fighter jet.

Boom!

The fighter jet exploded in the air, becoming a fireball, falling down.

Sharp alarm sounds echoed across the city, activating SSS-level emergency air raid response measures.

A massive wave of military police surged in, controlling the entire scene, while countless citizens, panic-stricken, fled everywhere.

The Guard Commander and many Royal Guards worked together to rescue Helen.

Helen had already fainted, her hair disheveled, numerous abrasions on her body, left arm broken, luckily no life-threatening injury.

She curled up in the car, with maternal instinct, protecting her abdomen with her hands, face pale.

More than ten ambulances quickly arrived, urgently transporting the Queen and numerous injured civilians to the hospital.

Two kilometers away from the explosion site, on a tall building, a man with a hooked nose had been watching through binoculars.

When he saw Helen being transported by the ambulance, he threw down the binoculars in anger, cursed, and strode into the room.

Inside the room, two Caucasians were present, one with an English face, hair dazzlingly golden, shimmering like the sun.

The other Caucasian had delicate features and an icy demeanor.

If this person wore a woman's long dress, he would definitely be a stunning beauty, this type of man would be irresistibly attractive to many men.

These two were Yang Fei's old adversaries, Sun God Apollo and Hermes.

Apollo's eyes casually looked at the hooked nose man, slightly mocking.

"So, did the assassination fail?"

Hermes was admiring his handsome face using a mirror, clicking his tongue in admiration.

"I find myself getting more beautiful, there's an old Huaxia saying: 'Natural beauty is hard to abandon,' I think I fit this type."

The hooked nose man's face darkened.

"You two didn't come to Novis for self-indulgence or sightseeing, with this assassination attempt failed, next time will be challenging."

Apollo smiled: "I sympathize with your failure, but what can be done?"

"Her Majesty Helen is a clever woman; I've never seen such a hideout method like a cunning rabbit with three burrows, failure is inevitable."

Hermes continued staring at himself in the mirror, softly saying.

"What does it matter if the assassination failed? Our goal was merely to lure Yang Fei anyway."

"As long as Yang Fei is killed, Changfeng Squad wiped out, with your status and power, can you not outmaneuver a woman?"

The hooked nose man was invigorated: "So, you two have a surefire plan to kill Yang Fei? If so, my efforts weren't in vain this time."

Apollo and Hermes both laughed.

Apollo said casually: "Don't bother with God's battle, focus instead on cleaning up after this failure."

Hermes added sinisterly.

"After all, Queen Helen is no ordinary woman, and that Yang Fei is also a smart fellow."

As they spoke, they stood up, patting the hooked nose man's shoulder, leaving the room back-to-back.

This terrorist attack shocked the entire Greenworth political situation.

More than a hundred civilians and soldiers were injured or killed.

Grenver Military Affairs Office was shocked and furious, with Laine, the Security Minister and Defense Minister, convening an urgent night meeting, thoroughly investigating the attack on the Empress.

Yang Fei received this news thirty-six hours after the Empress was attacked.

In the Royal Hospital's special care ward receiving treatment, Helen, just awakened, did the first thing she did - placing a satellite call to Yang Fei.

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