Chapter 244: Set Sail

Neither the ivory nor the token were available, and the prince wanted to struggle one last time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

He tried his best to restrain his fear from being exposed, smiled grimly, and looked up at Zheng Fei.

"Killing me is tantamount to making Romania an enemy, do you dare?"

Looking at his serious appearance, Zheng Fei couldn't help but smile and pinched his face disappreciatively.

"Ares, chop off his little thumb. ā€

There was no trace of emotion in his tone, which made the prince unconsciously think of Brad, a palace-level killer.

Ares quickly pulled out the dagger, paused for a moment, probably because he felt that the small dagger was not visually striking enough, and waved his big arm violently, and pulled out the shiny knight's saber with a bang, and his hand rose and fell.

There was a muffled sound, followed by a terrible scream.

The prince's cry reached the ears of the people, and they were already terrified, and they were suddenly sent down their spines, and men and women hugged each other like lambs to the slaughter.

"Stop howling!"

Zheng Fei really couldn't stand it, and he couldn't cry or laugh at this pig-like cry.

The knife Ares deliberately slashed crooked, and the blade slashed less than two centimeters from the prince's finger, causing the prince to be terrified.

The prince took a few breaths of air to relieve himself, and when he saw that his fingers were safe and sound, his tense nerves suddenly collapsed, and he hung his head dizzily, and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Look, in fact, you are not so brave, you don't have the right to choose now, hand over the token, and I will spare your life. ā€

Frightened, crushed the prince's last glimmer of hope, deflated.

"The token, which I have hidden in a wine estate hundreds of miles away, I can take you there. He sighed faintly, lost in his soul.

"Very well, I'm sure you won't be kidding with your life. ā€

Zheng Fei waved his hand and motioned for the sailors to let go of him.

The limp prince sat down on the ground, in a daze, as if he had not yet fully recovered from his violent terror.

"Can you tell me who you really are?"

After a long time, the prince floated out such a sentence.

"No, you can't. ā€

Zheng Fei said lightly.

"Guys, are you hungry, there's still a lot of food left on the table below, hurry up and nibble on that Spanish ham, let's run away after eating!"

......

An hour later, the sailors were all assembled.

The Brutes, the Knights of the Blades, and the Guardian of the Manor were taken by the sailors to a distance of about two kilometers on the outskirts of Venice, where they were forced to jump into a large earth pit three stories deep.

This pit was dug by Zheng Fei a few days ago with hundreds of laborers, and it will not be able to climb out for a while, and several sailors can return with peace of mind.

Zheng Fei took one last look at the crowd forced into the corner, turned his head, raised his hand and pointed straight ahead, and set off.

All his property was wiped out, and even the ten heavy cannons, he was not willing to stay in the manor, loaded and took them away.

The only one left was Hans, who always covered half of his face.

The convoy had barely gone far as the convoy had passed through the fearful gaze of the people when an army of several hundred men rushed in front of it.

Their arrival was due to the fact that the people who were gathered outside the manor to watch the excitement secretly ran to report.

Seeing that the first batch of reinforcements was late, the mayor of the town was immediately overjoyed, and stood up to encourage the soldiers, but was slapped in the face.

"Be quiet!" exclaimed Hans, his face unkind.

"Lord Duke...... They've taken the Romanian prince away, and neither of us can afford to take responsibility!" the mayor was dazed, glancing at the crowd that had begun to agitate.

"Listen to me, the prince will be fine, if you forcibly block them, it will hurt the prince, and then you and I will suffer. ā€

Hans covered half of his face, followed the example of a duke, and sighed.

Thinking about it, it made sense, the mayor calmed down, was silent for a moment, and shouted at the soldiers who had not moved for a long time: "Make way for them!"

The soldiers did not hesitate for a moment, and obediently stood on the side of the road.

The highest governors of Venice have spoken, who is willing to die regardless of life?

The convoy was relieved, but Hans was in trouble.

"Dad, why do you keep covering your face?"

As the Duke's most important son, Matthew noticed that there seemed to be something unusual about Hans.

"I was injured by those people in the castle before. That's all Hans could answer.

"yes, let me check the injuries!"

Hans froze.

"Let me see, or the wound will get worse!" Matthew urged.

Hans rolled his eyes, and an imperceptible panic flashed in his pupils, and he couldn't find an excuse for a long time.

Suddenly.

"Abraham, come to me! and the mayor!"

Zheng Fei rode on a chestnut horse and shouted loudly.

Since someone has informed the army, there will definitely be a steady stream of trouble from here to the docks, so in order to facilitate the response, I can only bring Hans and the mayor, and I originally planned to let Hans stay here for a while and pretend to stabilize the mayor.

Hearing the call, Hans breathed a sigh of relief, and his hanging heart gradually sank, and he went with the mayor.

At present, the most angry person besides the prince is the mayor of the town.

From the first time he met Zheng Fei, the mayor of the town always thought that he was a circus owner from the East, and even personally invited him to the prince's birthday party.

As a result, today's tragedy has been caused.

After this incident passed, Duke Abraham would not be punished at all, because Zheng Fei portrayed the Duke as a "victim".

The mayor of the town will be dismissed on the grounds of poor law and order, and he will be angry when he thinks of this, knowing that Venice is too rich in oil and water as a major commercial town, and he has not made enough money.

From the manor to the docks, they crossed almost all of Venice, and during this time they encountered a total of five interceptions by soldiers, one of which even sent out artillery, which would have been a problem if it were not for the "duke" and the mayor as hostages.

Eventually, the convoy arrived at the dock safely.

When the dock owner saw the mayor, he naturally ran over, and the pipe ran away without even bothering to pick it up, with a symbolic dog-legged smile on the corner of his mouth, but the mayor's face was full of black lines.

The boss was stunned, could it be ...... The mayor of the town wanted benefits? Hurriedly fumbling in his pocket, he took out a few yellow gold coins and held them in the palm of his hand.

When he saw the mayor being escorted, he was dumbfounded.

The dock laborers, like him, stopped with the cargo box on their shoulders, and looked at the usually majestic mayor in a daze, but at this time he was reduced to a prisoner.

Then, they looked at Zheng Fei, wondering who the boss who had tipped him six silver coins was, a good guy or a bad guy.

In fact, there is no good or bad person, and if there are many people, there will be one.

Sailing, the cold wind of winter, puffing up countless large longitudinal sails, driving the boat to slowly sail away from the shore.

Zheng Fei and Hans lay on the side of the ship, quietly looking at the mayor who dared to be angry and did not dare to speak.

Finally, the mayor couldn't help but exclaim, "Hey, where are you taking the duke?!" (To be continued.) )