"No...... Bed, it's ...... here" Fang Tingxing's eyes were half-closed, her pretty face was flushed, she was soft, and she fell directly from Hong Jun's arms to the ground! And Hong Jun, who was surrounded by her neck, also seemed to be sucked out of all the bones of her body at once, and she also fell down softly with her in her arms, and the two of them immediately rolled together on the ground!

Just when Hong Jun was burning with lust and was in a frenzy, a deafening explosion suddenly came from outside the window!

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This violent explosion almost shook off the crystal chandelier hanging on the ceiling of the ballroom, and Lin Yizhe couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that there seemed to be a fire surging outside the window.

The people in the hall were in a panic instantly, some of the female guests fell to the ground, and some of the male guests hid under the table or by the wall, one by one, frightened.

The incident happened in a hurry, and although Lin Yizhe couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, he behaved very calmly and stood in front of De Lisa.

"What's going on?" Teresa asked in panic as she cowered behind him.

"It looks like someone is throwing a bomb." Lin Yizhe sniffed the air with the smell of gunpowder smoke and said affirmatively.

As soon as Teresa was about to speak, another explosion came, and Lin Yizhe noticed that this time the firelight erupted from the window of a bedroom next to him, which was the room where he and Hong Jun, Zhang Deyi and other attachés were staying, and he immediately understood what was going on.

Obviously, there are assassins who want to kill themselves and Hong Jun!

Teresa was so frightened that she curled up in a ball and screamed loudly, Lin Yizhe bent down, hugged her head in his arms, and protected her, she hugged him tightly, Lin Yizhe couldn't help but comfort her softly, and finally calmed her down.

There was the sound of hurried footsteps in the hallway, followed by a crisp burst of gunfire from far and near. Lin Yizhe knew that it was the security guards of the Duke's Palace who were exchanging fire with the Assassins.

After a while, a large number of French police arrived, and there was a burst of gunfire in all directions.

"Please don't move!" A shy sergeant with a big belly rushed in from the balcony with several policemen, and as soon as he finished speaking, the door of the ballroom was slammed open, and a man dressed as a handyman rushed in, carrying a pistol with a smoking muzzle in his hand.

Seeing the policeman appear on the balcony, the man suddenly raised his pistol and shot at the policeman, but "bang" shot several times in a row, and the bullets flew there, and at this moment, the big-bellied sheriff did not pull out his gun and shoot back, but lowered his head and looked at his stomach, as if looking for a bullet hole!

Fortunately, the policemen around him moved relatively quickly, raised all the pistols in their hands, and shot wildly, the man who was shooting at the police was immediately shot and fell to the ground, and several policemen with sabers shouted and rushed forward, slashing at the gunman who had fallen to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yizhe couldn't help grinning, and blocked Delisa's eyes with his hand to prevent her from seeing this bloody scene.

Probably knowing that the ballroom was full of bigwigs, more police rushed in, and the gunfire seemed to fade away and fade away. The people in the hall were shocked for a moment and slowly stood up.

"It's all right, Teresa." Lin Yizhe helped Delisha to stand up, probably because Delisha hugged his waist too hard, and he felt a tingle in his waist.

Teresa blushed and let go of her hand, gradually regaining the elegance and calmness of her talents.

"Thank you...... Protect me, Lin. She looked at him affectionately and whispered.

Lin Yizhe was about to comfort her a few words, when suddenly there were gunshots in the garden outside, and the dignitaries in the dance hall shouted in panic.

The gunfire soon stopped, followed by the shouting and shouting of the police.

"It's our people, let's kill them!" The pot-bellied sheriff looked out the window and said with a smile to a gentleman hiding behind him.

At this time, Lin Yizhe suddenly remembered Hong Jun and the girl, and couldn't help but be secretly anxious.

"Hong, you ...... Okay? Fang Ting looked up at Hong Jun, her gaze as gentle as water.

"Oh, it's okay......" Hong Jun let out a sigh, and his eyes were full of concern when he looked at Fang Ting. Perhaps, this is the difference between people who have really experienced life and death and ordinary people.

It's a pity that although his heart is now full of pity for Fantine, the burning desire just now has completely disappeared at this time.

"Hong ......" saw that Hong Jun's expression was slightly embarrassed, and Fang Ting was about to say something to comfort him, but was interrupted by the sound of hurried footsteps.

The door was pushed open with a "clang", and several policemen and servants of the ducal palace rushed in.

"Sir, ...... you" A servant couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Hong Jun and Fang Ting standing up with each other.

Fang Ting gently grabbed Hong Jun's arm and said calmly in French: "I heard an explosion outside just now, and I and Mr. Chinese Minister are hiding here. How about now? Are we all safe? ”

Hearing the word "Chinese minister", the police noticed that she was next to a Chinese with long braids and wearing a gorgeous brocade robe, and immediately stood up and saluted Hong Jun.

"Are we safe?" Fantine asked again.

"Absolutely safe, miss." A policeman replied immediately.

Fang Ting took Hong Jun out of the house and came to the garden, at this time the police had already dragged the three corpses together, looking at the bloody body with the gun hole still smoking, Fang Ting and Hong Jun both turned their heads in unison, just to see Lin Yizhe walking quickly towards them.

"Brother Taoshi! Can I get hurt? ”

Seeing Lin Yizhe's concerned look, Hong Jun was moved and hurriedly said, "I'm fine, unharmed, but Miss Fang Ting was frightened." He turned his head and gently patted Fantine's hand holding his arm, his love overflowing.

Fang Ting looked at Hong Jun, and her eyes were full of tender love.

Looking at the inseparable appearance of this pair, Lin Yizhe barely controlled the expression on his face and did not laugh.

Lin Yizhe looked at the crowd in the middle of the garden, and saw several detective-looking people searching the body, and not far away, Duke Louis was constantly comforting his frightened daughter Teresa.

At this time, a French general appeared in the garden under the escort of a team of soldiers with loaded guns, Lin Yizhe knew that he should be the commander of the garrison in this area, the general came to the corpse, frowned, squatted down to look, and the big-bellied sheriff next to him was sweating profusely explaining something to him, while showing him the items found on the criminal's body. After a while, several detectives came out of the building and reported to the sheriff, and when the sheriff and the general heard the report, their faces turned ugly.

The Duke of Louis was obviously very upset when he saw the late general, and he comforted his daughter a few more words, and then hurried to the general and the sergeant, and asked loudly.

The general got up and said something to him with a gloomy face, and the duke's face turned pale, and he involuntarily turned his head to look at Lin Yizhe and Hong Jun.

Duke Louis hesitated for a moment and walked quickly to Lin Yizhe's side.

"I'm sorry, my friend, you see......" The Duke didn't know what to say for a moment with an apologetic look on his face, "It's ...... that such a thing can happen in my house."

"It's not your fault." Lin Yizhe showed a broad smile, and then changed the topic, "Have those thugs been caught?" What kind of people are they? Have you figured out your identity? ”

"These thugs are Italians, probably Mazzini." The Duke looked at Lin Yizhe and Hong Jun with a worried face, and said, "You have to be careful, my friends, judging from the current situation, they are specifically here to attack you. ”

"Oh? How do you know that they are specifically here to attack us? Lin Yizhe was shocked.

"The room I prepared for you and Mr. Hong was destroyed by a bomb." The Duke replied, "Their goal is clearly clear. ”

"Oh! Oh, God! Fantine heard their conversation, and couldn't help but cover her mouth in horror and exclaimed.

"Kunyu, what happened?" Hong Jun couldn't understand the French spoken by the three people, so he couldn't help but ask on the side.

"The murderer is here for you and me." Lin Yizhe replied simply.

"What?!" Hong Jun was taken aback, and just as he was about to ask carefully, Hong Jun's servant Fu Yan ran over quickly.

"Sir! Oh no! Fu Yan said breathlessly, "Hong Shun...... No more! Sir, go over and take a look! ”

"What's the matter? Wasn't it okay when you came? Hong Jun said hurriedly.

This servant named Hong Shun was a servant given to him by Hong Jun's mentor Li Hongzao, who had served Hong Jun for many years and was very trusted by him.

"Just now...... It was a tight mess, and when the gun rang out, he was so frightened that he ran out, and he was shot......"

"Quick! Take me there! Hong Jun was so anxious that he almost burst into tears, he hurriedly said goodbye to the Duke and Fang Ting, and ran to the building with Lin Yizhe and Fu Gan.

When Hong Jun and Lin Yizhe went to the corridor in the building under the leadership of Fu Gan, they saw that not far ahead, two French doctors were giving first aid to Hong Shun who was lying on the ground, and the interpreter Zhang Deyi and a Hong Jun's servant were guarding the side. Lin Yizhe looked at it at a glance, Hong Shun Zhengmu looked at the ceiling in a daze, the corners of his mouth and nostrils were spurting blood foam, Lin Yizhe saw that the three bullet holes in Hong Shun's chest and abdomen were in critical positions, and he couldn't help but sink in his heart.

After a while, the two doctors put away the instruments in their hands, stood up, and said something to Zhang Deyi, who sighed and nodded with a sad look on his face.

Hong Jun grabbed Hong Shun's corpse in a few steps, and looked at his dead appearance, his heart was sour, and he couldn't help crying.

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