That Tang Zhangwei was finally ready to compromise, although Bai Cunxiao disagreed

And We will make up for him with a sword, so that he will not be guilty, and at the same time, to prevent others from stealing his money. ”

Kocona came up with the idea and immediately followed Rajuriel upstairs, quickly catching up with him. There was no doubt that Raurrière was thinking about something, and the higher he went, the slower his steps became.

Kircona followed him all the time. Just as he reached the door, several gunshots were heard in the street. Then they heard Lamor jump out of bed, the floor thumping on him.

"Hell!" Rajurière was a little flustered and whispered, "I believe he's awake!" ”

"I think so," Mr. Kocona said.

"Will he fight back?"

"Probably. Hey, Boss Rajuriel, it's fun if he kills you! ”

"Hmmm! Well! The boss said.

However, he felt relieved that he had a good musket, and he kicked the door open with a sharp kick.

I saw that Ramour was not wearing a hat at this time, but his clothes were already dressed, and he was hiding behind the bed, with a sword in his mouth and a pistol in one hand.

"Ahh Yes! Like a beast that smelled blood, Kokona opened his nostrils and said, "It's getting interesting, Boss Rayuel, do it, do it!" Come on! ”

"Ahh Looks like someone is going to kill me! Ramour cried out, his eyes glinting. It's you, bad thing! ”

Laurrière ignored the rebuke, and he lowered his musket and aimed it at the young man. But Lamor had already seen it, and the bullets were fired from this side, and his legs were already on his knees, and the bullets passed over his head.

"Come and help me!" "Come and help me, Monsieur de Kircona!" ”

"Come and help me! Monsieur de Morwell, come and help me! Rajurière shouted.

"Honestly, Monsieur de la Morr!" "The most I can do in this matter is not to fight you." It seems that the Huguenots will be killed tonight in the name of the king. Get out as much as you can! ”

"Ahh Those who do not speak of faith! Yes! Murderer! I see! All right! Wait and see! ”

Ramour also took aim with a pistol and pulled the trigger of a pistol, and Rajuriel kept an eye on him, flashing to the side in time, but Kocona did not expect this shot, so he stood still, and the bullet grazed his shoulder.

"Hell!" He shouted, his teeth gritting, "I've been shot; Since you're willing, let's take it all over the place! ”

He drew his sword and charged at Lamour.

If he were alone, Lamour would undoubtedly be waiting for him; But behind Kircona was Boss Rauriel, who was loading his musket, and Morewell heard the boss calling him and was jumping upstairs, so Lamor got into a small room and bolted the door.

"Ahh Run! Kircona shouted furiously, knocking on the door with the handle of his sword, "You wait, you wait." As many eju as you win against me tonight, I'm going to poke as many holes in you! Yes! I have come to fear that you will suffer! Yes! I'm here for fear that someone will steal your money! But you repaid me by shooting me in the shoulder! You wait! Bad guys, you wait! ”

At this moment, the boss of Raurrière came up and smashed the door with the butt of his musket.

Kircona burst into the cubicle and slammed into the wall almost instantly, leaving the room empty and the windows open.

"He jumped," said the boss, "and we were on five floors, and he must have died." ”

"Maybe he escaped from the roof of the house next to him," Kircona said, stepping one leg out of the handrail of the window, ready to chase along the slippery and steep spot.

But Morwell and Rajuriel pounced on him and pulled him back into the house.

"Are you crazy?" Both of them shouted at the same time, "You're going to fall to your death." ”

"Not really!" "I'm from the mountains, and I'm used to running on glaciers. Besides, if someone insults me, no matter what path he takes, I will go with him in heaven, and I will go with him to the earth. Let me go. ”

"Forget it!" "Either he's dead or he's long gone," Morewell said. Come with us. Even if this person runs away, you can also find thousands of people to fill his gap! ”

"You're right," Kircona shouted. "Kill the Huguenots! I want revenge! The sooner the better! ”

The three of them went downstairs together like an avalanche.

"To the Marshal's house!" Morwell shouted.

"To the Marshal's house!" Lajuriel shouted.

"Since you're going, well, to the Marshal's house!" Kokona also said.

The three men rushed out of the Gilstar Inn, leaving Gregoire and dozens of other servants to look after it, and walked towards the Admiral's mansion on Betty West Street, where the bright light of fire and the sound of muskets showed them the way.

"Ahh Who's coming? "A man who didn't wear a tight jacket and didn't have shoulder straps. ”

"It was an escape," Mr. Morewell said.

"Hit! Hit! You have muskets in your hands," Kircona shouted.

"Seriously, no," said Morwell, "my gunpowder is to be reserved for better prey." ”

"You fight, Rajuriel."

"Wait, wait," Rahuriel said as he aimed.

"Ahh By the way, wait," Kircona shouted, "wait until he's going to run." ”

He ran after the unfortunate man, and because the man was already wounded, he quickly caught up. He didn't want to kill him from behind, so he cried out, "Turn around and tell you to turn around!" But just as he was shouting, a musket rang out. The thud of bullets flew past Kokona's ears. The man who escaped rolled on the ground like a rabbit running for his life and had been shot by a hunter.

Cheers were heard from behind Kocona, and the Piedmontese turned to see Raurriel wielding his gun.

"Ahh This time," he shouted, "I'm at least at the end of the market." ”

"Yes, but you almost beat me up."

"Attention, my gentleman," cried Laurrière.

Kokona jumped backwards, and the wounded man was already on one knee, and he was bent on revenge, that is, when the innkeeper informed Kokona, he was stabbing Kokona with a dagger.

"Ahh You viper! Kircona shouted.

He lunged at the wounded man, stabbing three times in a row, each of which plunged the entire body of the sword into the chest.

"Now," called Kokona, throwing down the Huguenots who were struggling with dying spasms, "to the Marshal's house, to the Marshal's house!" ”

"Ahh Yes! My gentleman," said Morewell, "it seems you

(End of chapter)