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The gloom that lingered in everyone's chests did not dissipate, but added a layer of lead clouds.

Proudhon's silence was the last straw that broke Bakunin's back, and when he found that his spiritual mentor had chosen to tolerate rather than resist Napoleon III's killing spree, he knew that something had to be done.

For example, killing the initiator of all this.

His breathing began to grow rapid, and the thirst for revenge in his heart had been ignited, and he wanted Garion to die without a place to be buried. Let the man who interrupted Proudhon's plan disappear forever.

However, not everyone was determined to break jade, such as Chambol and the Count of Paris, two people who only wanted to take advantage of the civil strife in France.

"Sorry, I'm quitting."

Viscount Hestas raised his hand and said shamelessly, "Bakunin, you can do it if you are crazy and want to take revenge, but we will not do this kind of loss-making transaction." Want to pull us all into the water together as a backrest? That little calculation in your heart is really not very clever. When the time comes, let us share the wrath of the emperor for you? This bastard did not inherit his uncle's eloquence, but his fiery temper. ”

Herstas also mentally calculated what kind of revenge Napoleon III would take. I retreated in my heart.

"I also agree with Viscount Herstas, it's too risky. None of us can afford serious consequences. ”

At this time, London had entered the end of the gloomy year, and the black crows made a hoarse howl on the dry branches, and an ominous atmosphere permeated the crowd, and they looked at each other.

They were all waiting for each other to speak, breaking the awkward silence.

Bakunin finally couldn't take it anymore. He stood up suddenly, and the chair behind him fell to the ground with such a wide range of movements, and he angrily denounced, "So you are a group of speculators, not real revolutionaries." Do nothing, recharge your batteries and wait for the opportunity of the civil strife in Paris, wait for them to ask you to go back and be emperor, and then take the opportunity to take over all of France. But whether the Count of Chambord or the Lord of Orleans wants it, what do you think you have left? Power? Army? ”

The deafening remarks made the two stunned in place.

"No, you only have an empty title, a tiger skin. The careerists of Paris put it up when they need you, and put it aside when they don't need you. Do you think you've seized real power? If it had seized real power, the July Dynasty would not have died at the hands of a mob, let alone Hugo's ungrateful traitor. Now there is an opportunity before you to fight back, and it is up to you to decide. This is an opportunity to change your destiny. ”

"I will personally arrange the assassination, and I only need to get your verbal assurance, the assurance of declaring war on the Second Empire. At least let Napoleon III restrain himself, he killed my comrades, I killed his ministers! ”

A fist slammed on the wooden table, and both of them looked at Bakunin in surprise, as if he had been carried away by hatred at this time.

The atmosphere that erupted in the house startled the crows on the dead branches, flapping their wings and soaring into the air, hovering around the top of the building, as ominous as if favored by death.

The Count of Paris was a businessman, and he quickly calculated the benefits and losses in his mind, and it was naturally a good thing to weaken the power of the Bonaparte family, but he was unwilling to bear the consequences and risks that would be triggered. At this time, he was a little envious of the old fox of Chambor, and sent his cronies to the scene to stay out of the situation and get a piece of the pie.

On the contrary, it is a bit reckless to do it yourself.

He thought about it, since the whole plan was carried out by the revolutionary party, and he only issued a verbal joint statement, which also meant that there was a lot of room for maneuver, and if something happened in the future, he could quickly throw off his hand and make a statement that had nothing to do with it, on the contrary, if Napoleon III did not go too far, he could also stand up and pretend to be an anti-imperialist conscience.

This wishful thinking is not bad.

"I agree to join."

The Count's mind was spinning relatively quickly, and when Viscount Hestass was still hesitating, he had already raised his hand in agreement.

Viscount Hestax didn't expect the Count of Paris to be so fast, and after a slight weighing, he also raised his hand with the same idea and said, "If the Count of Paris has no opinion, I also agree to join." ”

"But I have one condition."

The Count of Paris said, "If the assassination fails, please don't drag me overboard." If that fails, I won't make any statements about the assassination. ”

"I know."

Bakunin nodded, it was not easy to make the old fox loosen, and he didn't want to force it more.

On the contrary, the viscount who was not afraid of things next to him looked at the Count of Paris with some disdain, and the performance of this candidate for the Orleans dynasty was really disappointing.

"Are you still afraid of a writer?"

To the apprehensive Count of Paris, he seized every opportunity to ridicule him, and sneered, "It is a shame that the heir of the dignified Orleans dynasty is afraid of a writer." ”

"Viscount Herstas, I'm afraid he hasn't greeted Lord Garion, right?"

The Count of Paris looked at the rising star and kindly said, "Believe me, you are more reluctant to say hello to the time bomb that is staying by your side than the angry Napoleon III." ”

"It's just a writer, it's not Paris."

Viscount Herstas said disdainfully, "I still don't believe he can overturn the sky?" ”

"If you still look at him as he is, that's the stupidest thing to do."

Bakunin had already seen through the low-eyed viscount in front of him, and he had seriously underestimated Garion's true strength. said sarcastically, "The person who can talk and laugh with Marx, make Hugo identify with his son-in-law, attract the attention of Prime Minister Bismarck, and make Napoleon III important is just a writer who writes a book or two?" ”

The corners of Herstas's mouth twitched, he knew that his catty, even if he was a viscount, was not as loud as Bismarck's reputation. However, Garion alone has attracted the attention of almost every genre.

This kind of treatment, I'm afraid there is only one person who goes through Europe.

"No...... No way? Isn't he just a writer? Where did the opportunity come from to get the appreciation of these big shots. Are you kidding? ”

"Who was joking with you?"

None of the people who fought with Garian could laugh.

"He's a devil who can write books."

The Count of Paris did not hesitate to praise his vicious praise, and muttered to himself, "A writer who can turn the world upside down." ”