In the darkness, Ding Mu felt a sharp cold wind passing by him, and his heart tightened due to fear, and cold sweat broke out all over his body!

At the same time, screams rang out from behind Ding Mu, and he could even feel a stream of viscous hot liquid splashing on the back of his neck.

Kun, who had already thrown away the oil lamp, couldn't hold back his breath, and as he pushed Ding Mu aside and drew back his short sword, a black shadow slowly fell to the ground.

"Who are they?"

Although he knew that he wouldn't get an answer, Ding Mu still couldn't help but ask, he really didn't want to die in a remote seaside fishing village so inexplicably, and he didn't know what it was for in the end.

"Who are they?" Kun Tuo asked a rhetorical question as if he was amused, and then pulled Ding Mu's shoulder and walked briskly along the aisle, while he lowered his voice and admonished, "Listen to the child, as soon as we get out, you can run quickly, don't care about the direction, just run out." Speaking of this, he seemed to be afraid that Ding Mu would not listen to him, so his hand suddenly tightened and threatened, "If you don't run, I won't care about you, those people have already come, and you will die by then." ”

Looking at the fierce light flashing in Kunto's eyes, Ding Mu immediately understood that this person would do what he said, and once there was a scuffle for a while, he really wouldn't care about himself.

It's just that when the enemy's whereabouts are unknown, he runs outside, and he doesn't have to think about it to know that Kunto didn't have any good intentions.

Ding Mu has some understanding of the weapons of this era, although firearms have begun to appear in Europe at this time, they are not satisfactory in terms of power or accuracy, so even if the enemy outside has hot weapons in their hands, the threat will definitely not be compared with the weapons of later generations.

But this does not mean that the danger of being hit by a firearm is less, not to mention that in this day and age there are weapons such as crossbows, which are in some ways more terrible than firearms, and who can guarantee that people outside do not have crossbows.

Ding Mu stood at the doorway at the end of the aisle, his lips tightened, he felt Kunto's hand on his shoulder being forced, and at the same time, something in the back of his heart was poked hard, he guessed it was the tip of the short sword.

"Hurry up and run, kid!" Kun Tuo pushed Ding Mu hard, but then felt a light in his hand.

In fact, when Kun Tuo pushed him, Ding Mu had already taken the initiative to rush out of the door with all his strength!

In a short period of time, Ding Mu had already figured out that with Kunto's ill intentions towards him, if he resisted, he might kill himself without waiting for someone outside, and judging from the few hands that Kunto had just revealed, he was obviously not this person's opponent.

Instead of doing what he says, take the risk and rush out, maybe there's still a chance!

At the moment of rushing out of the house, Ding Mu's mind was blank, although the firearms of this era were still rudimentary and not very terrifying, but the fear of facing death so close for the first time made his whole body numb, and his body did not obey the call at all and moved his legs and ran forward!

A thunderous bang rang out from the darkness!

Ding Mu, who was running, seemed to see a ball of sparks flashing in the dark of a house on the side, and he suddenly threw himself forward and rolled without thinking about it, as the wind howled like a large group of wild bees rushing overhead, Ding Mu, who was rolling on the ground, suddenly felt a hot pain in his back as if it had been burned.

I got shot?

Ding Mu's mind went blank for a moment, he didn't know where the injury was, but the momentum of the forward rush was still unabated, and as his shoulder hit another pain, he rolled behind a large pile of fishing nets that were drying in the clearing.

A shout he didn't understand came from the darkness, and then two figures appeared from the shadows of the house and ran through the clearing in the direction of Ding Mu.

At this moment, Ding Mu seemed to hear a very strange sound, the sound was like the churning of the strings of the cotton seller he had seen in his hometown when he was a child, and with the sound, the two figures who had just run to the middle of the clearing immediately fell to the ground as if they had hit the wall.

Ding Mu crawled behind the pile of nets and watched in surprise, although he didn't know what weapon Kunto used, at least he was safe for the time being.

He immediately looked around, Kunto had clearly used him as bait, and now he had to find a way to survive for himself.

The sound of musket firing seemed to have finally caught the attention of the villagers, and there was movement in a few houses in the dark, but then there was no sound, and it was clear that the villagers knew that it was dangerous outside, and no one wanted to cause trouble.

Hurry up and run!

This thought flashed through Ding Mu's mind, he didn't know how many enemies there were hiding in the shadows of the house, and Kunto obviously didn't kill those two people before to save him, if an attacker approached from out of reach of Kunto's weapons at this time, he would definitely not risk saving himself.

Ding Mu didn't care about the injury on his back, and after moving in pain and finding that the injury didn't seem to be serious, he immediately bent down and crawled forward along the edge of the fishing net pile, he had to get out of here as soon as possible.

Someone shouted a few words in a language that Ding Mu didn't understand, and then Kunto's answer came in the same language.

Then, with the sound of two dull gunshots, there were bursts of shouting and cursing and the sound of weapons clashing in the direction of the hotel.

Constantly struggling to move forward, the pain of his clothes rubbing against the wound made Ding Mu couldn't help but gasp for breath, but he didn't stop under his feet, he knew that it was still very dangerous now, whether it was Kunto or those people who won, it would not be good for him.

The battle in the direction of the inn seemed to be continuing, and from time to time someone could hear someone screaming because of his injury, which made Ding Mu know that Kunto was okay now, and it was obvious that the number of people on the other side was not very large, which made Ding Mu feel that it was a good thing to be forced out by Kunto as bait.

But how could there be some shaky in front of him, his feet were becoming softer and softer, and it became difficult to even take a step, Ding Mu gritted his teeth and moved towards the alley next to a house not far away, although he didn't know if it would be safer to get there.

When he reached out and grabbed the corner of the alley, Ding Mu's legs were almost completely unconscious, and his body swayed around the corner, and then collided with someone who was hiding inside.

Jonini couldn't help panting, he felt that he really didn't think wrong before, he shouldn't have run this business because he coveted that little money, and now looking at Ding Mu who collapsed in his arms, he wanted to just throw this unlucky ghost down, but another figure suddenly appeared behind Ding Mu.

Giannini didn't even have time to see the other man's face, but before he could see the white shawl on the man's coat flick in front of his eyes, he was knocked unconscious by the gauntlet of the long sword.

In a trance, Ding Mu felt that he was being carried on his shoulders, his head shook back and forth, the wound on his back made him moan, and his head was still bumping against something hanging from the man's waist, his chest was squeezed by his shoulders and he was almost out of breath, and when he was about to pass out, he was thrown to the ground by the man.

The suddenly lit torch shone on Ding Mu, who was struggling to get up from the ground, and he instinctively blocked it with his hand, and only slowly moved away after a little adaptation.

Then he saw clearly the people who had attacked him.

It was four men in travel cloaks, almost the same style as most travelers walking today, so they didn't attract attention, except for the short swords in their hands.

A voice he couldn't understand came from overhead, and Ding Mu looked up with his eyes in confusion.

The short white shawl on his coat made Ding Mu recognize that he had been caught by him.

The man said something again, but Ding Mu still didn't understand it, although some of the words sounded similar to the local language he was now familiar with, but it still puzzled him, and he was sure that it was not English either, although he might not be able to fully understand the English of the current era.

"What's the matter, don't you understand what I'm saying?" The other man seemed surprised, and he asked in the local language, looking up and down suspiciously for a while, and then he turned back to say something in a sarcastic tone to the person next to him.

"I don't know what you're going to do, but I think you misunderstood or misidentified the wrong person and thought I was someone else," Ding Mu said cautiously, because he didn't know what these people were going to do, so he didn't dare to explain his situation immediately.

And he had a vague hunch that if he proved that he was not someone, maybe these people would kill him without hesitation.

"It seems that some worries are superfluous," the man at the head looked at Ding Mu amusedly, "but I can't help but admit that it's not easy to find you." ”

"I think you've really mistaken someone."

Ding Mu began to feel that something was wrong, his eyes looked at several people, and found that two of them seemed to be injured, that should be the result of the fight with Kunto just now, but what happened to Kunto?

"Are you looking for someone?" The man poked Ding Mu's chest with his hand, "That guy is very powerful, he killed several of us, but just like that, he fell into the sea when he escaped, but if you want to find him, I will help you." ”

Ding Mu realized the other party's bad intentions, he knew that he was already in danger now, and the other party could be unfavorable to him at any time, his mind turned quickly, and after thinking of something, he suddenly said: "I am not the person you are looking for, my name is Alexandre Juliant Gombray, I am a Roman, I have proof!" ”

"What are you talking about," the man looked at Ding Mu strangely, "what evidence?" ”

"I do have proof," Ding Mu endured the pain of grief and slowly took out the letter from the abbot of his arms, held it up and handed it over, "Look at this letter, it is very clear, I only use my name for the convenience of sending the letter." ”

The man took the letter suspiciously, tore open the seal, and when he read the contents of the letter by fire, Ding Mu seemed to see something bad in his playful eyes looking at him.

His mind quickly flashed back to what the abbot had said before, and it made him suddenly realize that he might have been deceived from the beginning!

"Your Excellency Bishop," said the man, as if to mock Ding Mu, "I have to regret sending this student who has disappointed me to you for re-education, and in view of the sender's personal bad past and some unspeakable behavior that will disgrace his robes, please do not believe everything this man says, especially when he tries to convince others that he is another person out of some whimsical and strange idea, Perhaps this man will claim to be Alexandre Juliant Cambrai from Crete, and he will describe to you a whole lot of pathetic origins, but allow me to assure you that the man he spoke of is now in the monastery of San Sebaron because of a serious illness, and I believe that it must have been some kind of stroke. So please don't believe every word he says, not even every letter. I assure God that the messenger is none other than George Modillo himself. ”

Ding Mu listened to the man's sarcastic reading of the letter, and he only felt that his head began to buzz.

Although he guessed that the abbot might have some kind of concealment and conspiracy, he never imagined that a large pit had been dug for him before he left Saint Sebalon.

Although he didn't know what the so-called re-education meant, Ding Mu believed that if he did send such a letter to Palermo, it would not be a good thing if it were not for the torture that awaited him to the extreme of perversion.

But even then, it's better than it is now, at least it won't cost you your life.

"Now who are you going to say you are? Giore Modiglo? Alexandre Giulian Cambrai, or simply said himself the Roman Emperor? The man asked sarcastically, slowly raising the sword in his hand.

I'm going to die? Ding Mu looked at the person in front of him in amazement, the strange thing was that he was not as frightened as before, but on the contrary, there was a kind of relief that "he was finally free".

Maybe he understood that he could never return to his own time from the moment he was looking for this kind of relief, but he couldn't make up his mind, and his survival instinct made him unwilling to give up when he faced danger before, but when he really faced death, he was no longer afraid, and now the person who wanted to kill him might be helping him.

Ding Mu took a deep breath and waited for that moment to come.

"You can't do that," said the companion next to the man, "we just came to him, and we shouldn't make a decision on what to do with him, we don't have the right to do that." ”

The man looked at his companion with some surprise, thought for a moment, and then lowered his voice and said, "You're not right, let me tell you what power I have." ”

As he spoke, the short sword in his hand suddenly slammed forward, and the sharp blade instantly pierced into his companion's lower abdomen!

Just as the other two exclaimed, the man had already drawn his sword, and with his left hand he grabbed the forehead of his accomplice, who was already kneeling on the ground, and the short sword slashed horizontally, separating his exposed throat!

"Now, who of you still questions my authority?" The man pointed his sword at the other two, and when he saw that they finally slowly shook their heads in fear and retreated, he turned around and pressed the tip of the blood-dripping sword against Ding Mu's throat, "I have to say, it's my ......honor to be able to cut your throat."

"Bang bang!"

Two muffled explosions of thunder suddenly sounded, and with the sound of gunfire, the two people who were standing a little farther away fell down in response.

Almost at the same time, a black light flew from the darkness!

"Poof~"

The sound of the arrow piercing into the human body was heard clearly by Ding Mu, and the man shook and fell in front of Ding Mu's eyes.

Ding Mu looked over in amazement and saw Kuntuo slowly coming out of the darkness.