Chen Mu has seen a lot of chivalrous warriors, these people are mixed in the martial arts, fierce and ruthless, cunning and insidious, and most of them don't have too much chivalrous demeanor.

Most of the martial arts masters who follow the rules are hidden in the world, with a gentle temperament, and the practice of martial arts is only self-cultivation, and they rarely fight fiercely.

These people under Tang Tingfang are this kind of goods, these people are the handful of people who ruin the reputation and atmosphere of martial arts, they are mercenary, willing to be thugs or even mercenaries.

But it is undeniable that they have rich experience in actual combat, have a strong will, and are accustomed to using the next three indiscriminate ruthless moves, punching the master to death, and really want to move, unless it is to fight with their lives, the boxers who maintain a humble style are really not the opponents of these people.

Tang Tingfang, as a comprador of a foreign bank, traveled between the Qing court and foreigners, and the scenery was beautiful on the bright side, but he had done a lot of dirty deeds, and these dirty jobs were carried out by these thugs.

Chen Mu glanced around, and there were more than a dozen people in the team behind Tang Tingfang, all of them with cold faces, ruthless eyes, no one in their eyes, and only when they saw foreigners, they would become cautious.

But this kind of caution is only from instinctive curiosity, not flattery to foreigners, in their eyes, as long as it is profitable, it makes no big difference whether they work for the Qing people or foreigners.

Some of them have braids, but the braids are very thin, like the tail of the money rat in the early Qing Dynasty, and some of them simply shaved their heads, and even embroidered some tattoos of fierce ghosts on the top of their heads.

They can't carry weapons when they enter the concession, but the aura emanating from their bodies gives others the illusion that they themselves are murder weapons!

Tang Tingfang also saw Chen Mu, his eyes were a little complicated, so he pretended not to see it, ignoring Chen Mu's existence.

With his proficient French, he is left and right among foreigners, don't look at his outfit is a little old-fashioned, but he has a good mouth, and many foreigners and gentlemen come to talk to him.

These foreigners with their female companions, as if they had entered the cattle and horses' tooth shop and selected livestock, pointed at the people brought by Tang Tingfang, observed unscrupulously, and even some people moved their hands, pinched their strong arms, patted their broad backs, and so on.

Tang Tingfang also introduced his right-hand man to these people, and swore to show off, as if this was his capital, thinking that he should be canvassing for these people, wanting to gain the support of foreigners and successfully win in the competition.

After such a noisy and noisy for a while, another team of people came outside, but this time it was Mr. Bertrand, the captain of the patrol room, who led the team!

There were only five or six people behind him, but his aura was very powerful!

These are pure French royal musketeers, and their outfits are not as good as Isabella's disguised as men, but they are enough to shock the audience!

They wore black felt hats with fluffy feathers on them, leather jackets, wide belts around their waists, slender swords, tight black leather breeches on their lower bodies, long military boots of fawn skin under their feet, and handsome black capes on their backs.

Although they didn't come with spears on their backs, they all wore short spears around their waists, and the hilts of their guns were carved with patterns, which was a work of art!

The appearance of these royal musketeers seemed to bring everyone back to the most glorious and greatest era of the French Empire, and the gentlemen and ladies present were all watching, their faces full of pride and pride!

Tang Tingfang had eaten Bertrand once before, but today he was not to be outdone, raised his head, and just nodded to Bertrand, and was not too flattering.

Although Tang Tingfang is Chinese, as a comprador, the power in his hands is also very great, and to a large extent, he can affect the economic and trade income of these foreigners.

It was only that Bertrand was a little pretending that night, and moved out of Miss Isabella's order, that Tang Tingfang was able to stop Tang Tingfang, not so much that Tang Tingfang was jealous of Bertrand, but that he was in awe of the consul, Mr. Auguste Trio.

In the end, the foreigners were just happy to see the hunt, and after the team of their own family appeared, these people came forward to watch, but they left Tang Tingfang's people aside.

Chen Mu was also worried in his heart, because these people were most likely his opponents, so he had to observe them and look for their loopholes as much as possible.

For Chen Mu, that opponent is not a weakling, these people are all older than him, and they have an absolute advantage in terms of height and strength.

Tang Tingfang's subordinates are all ruthless characters, many of them are proficient in southern boxing, and there is no seriousness in their shots, and although the foreigners' routines are different, Chen Mu's understanding of the foreigners' fists and feet is only limited to the fight with Isabella, and the unknown is the most terrifying.

Chen Mu is not a person who retreats easily, especially after burying his family, he has strengthened his determination to save Hebo and others.

If you want to save Hebo, you can only continue to trade Isabella, that is, if you win these people, or successfully select the knights, you can exchange for the freedom of Hebo and others.

No matter which one they are, these people are by no means his friends with Chen Mu, so how can they not observe and observe?

"Mr. Baptiste, are these musketeers very good? What talent do they have? "Chen Mu also tried his best to understand the enemy.

Tang Tingfang can't find out on his side, but the musket team is the pride of foreigners, these foreigners like to show off the most, they won't hide it at all, and they can't wait to show all their skills and win everyone's applause, so their talents should not be a secret.

Sure enough, Baptiste reluctantly withdrew his gaze, no longer looking at the musketeers, but towards Chen Mudao.

"These warriors are royal musketeers, they are the pride of the great French Empire, muskets are their specialty, but what really makes them invincible is the long sword at their waists!"

"Longsword?" Chen Mu couldn't help but look at it, Chen Mu had seen Western swords, Isabella had them, and during the time Isabella was in a coma and healing, Chen Mu also carefully played with her long sword and musket.

The musket was a very dangerous weapon, and Chen Mu didn't dare to touch it for fear of going off, but the long sword was carefully studied.

These Western swords are slender and tough, only single-edged, not double-edged, focusing on stabbing rather than slashing and slashing, and the standard of the sword determines that the swordsmanship is somewhat monotonous, and there are not many tricks, but they have also become more efficient.

Chen Mu was observing, and so were these gentlemen and ladies, after all, they were going to bet, but fortunately, Mr. Baptiste was a veteran and knew a lot about musketeers, so he explained a lot of insider information to Chen Mu.

Chen Mu memorized them one by one, and then looked at Tang Tingfang's people, from their fists, eyes, joints, body shape, standing posture, gaze, etc., to give them a preliminary ranking of advantages and disadvantages, and mark all the dangerous people.

However, the limelight of the musketeers was quickly overshadowed, and cheers and applause were heard again at the door, and another team stepped onto the red carpet!

They wore dark blue navy jackets, although there were no exaggerated capes, but they were all tall and proud, like sharp iron ship dragons chopping waves!

The navy is the pride of the countries of Europa, and after the discovery of the New World by foreign explorers, countries began to build large fleets, and the navy became the main project of the competition.

The French Empire's navy was one of the oldest in the world, and in the time of Louis XIV, they even defeated the Netherlands and then overtook England to become a true maritime power.

It is precisely because of the strength of the French Navy that French has become the lingua franca of the world, and the upper class societies of the countries of Europa have made it fashionable to speak French, and the nobles who do not speak French are not pure nobles.

The navy is the real confidence of these foreigners to show off their might, if they want to go home, they must use the power of the navy, they want to conquer other continents, they also need the navy, in this era, the navy is definitely the most powerful force!

The appearance of the navy attracted everyone's attention, in front of these naval soldiers, the musketeers were slightly inferior, and Tang Tingfang's subordinates were contrasted like beggars!

"It's Sarajevo Sir Sir Sova!"

Whether it is the navy or the musket team, there is a special group of people here, that is, officers with knighthoods, and this group is the nobles of the real nobility!

Although these ancient aristocrats are gradually withdrawing from the stage of history and politics, no one dares to question their influence!

The dark blue turned-up collar coat, white shirt, scarlet straight pants, shiny boots, and navy red and blue collocation show the romance of the French to the extreme!

The ladies present looked sideways, regardless of their husbands' jealousy, and their eyes were focused on the handsome Sir Sova!

He is tall and burly, as his name suggests, his eyes are pure as the blue of the sea, full of deep charm, which is irresistible, his eyebrows are all golden, his face is resolute and charming, he exudes the breath of hormones, with the freedom of the sea, as if his soul is unrestrained, as long as he follows him, he can go to any corner of the world!

He only wore a saber on his body, and the knife was as straight as his own, and the man was as awe-inspiring as a knife!

Just like this knife, awe needs to keep a distance, although almost all the women in the audience are crazy about this man in their hearts, but no matter whether they are men or women, no one dares to go up and greet him after all!

* Sova led several people behind him, all of whom were elites in the navy, and as soon as he appeared, Bertrand also sighed lightly, with both unwillingness and helplessness in his eyes.

"It turns out that the rumors are true, *Sova really wants to pursue Isabella!" Mrs. Baptiste sighed in a low voice, with a deep sense of regret and regret in her words.

"This man likes Isabella?" Chen Mu's heart was also tight, and he vaguely sensed something, perhaps he already understood Isabella's intentions.

Mr. Baptiste, who was next to him, also added: "It's not that I want to pursue it, they are very well matched, and Consul Trio and the Navy need each other, and if they can marry, it will be good for everyone......"

Sure enough, women talk about gossip, and men like politics, and the words of the two fully reflect this.

But Mrs. Baptiste looked at Sauva and said, "I'm afraid Miss Isabella doesn't want to do this......"

Mr. Baptiste was a little surprised: "Don't all you women like *Sova?" How could Miss Isabella not accept his affection? ”

Mrs. Baptiste shook her head: "You men only care about a woman's appearance, how can you know a woman's mind, maybe Miss Isabella likes a little guy like Chen, that's also possible......"

Although Mrs. Baptiste was just making fun of Chen Mu, Chen Mu's heart couldn't stop throbbing.