"Hey, what are you bastards going to do!" Leon shouted as he looked at the retinue on either side that was moving closer to him and Jon. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Your Excellency!" Jon yelled and pulled Leon back a few steps, then lowered the corners of his eyes and said in a weak tone, "I beg your pardon."

"Hey, Jon, are you goddamn bastard stupefied!" Leon shouted at Jon in confusion.

"Forgiveness? What will I forgive you? The aristocratic man clapped his hands as he spoke, and the two attendants returned behind him.

"Please forgive the two of us for being unreasonable, we have no eyes!" Jon said with his head down and gritted his teeth.

The aristocratic man smiled to himself, and then he turned Jon's eyes to Leon's blank face.

But Leon won't bow his head, because he's already angry.

"Look at what you see! Lao Tzu beats you! This time, Leon didn't give Jon another chance to hold him, and strode forward directly in his crotch.

"Bang!" Leon, with a fierce face, punched the noble man on the left side of his face as everyone watched in amazement.

The aristocratic man took a few steps back to stabilize his figure, he covered the left side of his face and stared at Leon with his mouth wide open.

And Leon greeted him with another punch.

The six attendants on both sides were in a state of sluggish brains, they really didn't expect this poor and brainless guy to really beat his master.

Hurriedly use actions to make up for the mistakes that could not be made up before.

Six of his attendants quickly restrained Leon and gave him a hard blow.

"Uh-huh!" Leon snorted a few times.

"Ahhh The aristocratic man pressed his tongue into his mouth and found pain in his left cheek.

Furious, he screamed and fumbled for knives on his body, and when he found that there was none, he begged the crowd around him for it.

Because it is stipulated here that you are not allowed to bring weapons to enter, so he looked around, and his face was even more gloomy.

“…… Cut! Leon was in a trance, and he didn't forget to squint at him mockingly.

"You rice buckets don't know what you're waiting for, beat him to death for me, beat him to death!" The aristocratic man stared at Leon, who was already blue and swollen, with a blank face, and stared at him for a while before he screamed.

Several of the attendants felt bitter and frustrated at first, because it was likely that they would be beaten and dismissed.

So they turned bitterness into anger and inflicted it on Leon, who was at all sources.

Threw Leon to the ground and punched and kicked him indiscriminately, while Leon on the ground could only curl up and let out a cry of pain.

"Leon!" Seeing this, Jon could only rush over and attack a few of his followers.

"And this, call me together!" The aristocratic man saw Jon rushing up and continued to order.

Leon's burden was lightened for a moment, and then half of it was beckoning to Jon.

Although there were three fewer people who beat him, the pain did not decrease, but increased!

Originally, the six people couldn't use their fists and kicks when they fought, but now the attacks of the three people can maximize the damage every time.

"Bastard!" The three attendants strode towards Jon.

Jon stopped as soon as his feet numb, then backed.

"What are you doing so slowly, give me these two shameless things!" The aristocratic man commanded when he saw Jon's faint sign of escape.

"Damn!" Seeing that danger was approaching, Jon's head went blank, so he pulled out the handcuff on his waist and fired a random shot in front of him.

“BANG！” After the trigger was pulled, the gunpowder exploded like thunder and lightning, and a burst of fire flashed in front of everyone with a loud light.

"Ahem...... Ahem! One of his attendants stared incredulously at the large smoking hole in his chest gushing with blood, and then he shook his muscular body a few times before falling to the ground.

First half a second was as calm as windless water, followed by panicked exclamations and fleeing footsteps.

"Damn, can anyone tell me how this guy got the musket in here!" The aristocratic man shuddered and roared, then took advantage of the panic of the crowd and ran out with a few of his followers.

In less than a minute, the hall was empty and a mess.

"Shhh...... Ahh Leon struggled a few times to get up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked left and right down the hall, then at Jon.

"Look...... I messed everything up because of you idiot......" Jon grumbled as he looked at Leon with a bitter look on his face.

Seeing that Jon was still holding the gun with both hands, Leon sighed and became afraid, and said, "This can't be endured, the army will come forward...... Hiss, it hurts. ”

Jon was still smoking from the muzzle of his gun, pointing in the direction where the body had fallen.

"Wait a minute, my God. You killed him! Leon found the corpse and screamed because he forgot about the pain on his body.

"It's all because of you reckless idiot!" Jon shouted at Leon, then brought the musket to his waist.

"How can this be because of me, you shot this gun!" Leon retorted to Jon.

"If I don't shoot, you'll be beaten and hissed!"

"You were upset before, okay!"

Just as the two men were arguing out of control, a large number of armed soldiers poured in at the door and surrounded them.

"Put the musket down and get on your knees!" The soldier commander shouted at the two bewildered men.

Seeing the bladed weapon facing them, Jon and Leon both swallowed unconsciously,

The two of them glanced at each other, and finally realized that they had stabbed Lou Zi and stabbed Da Lou Zi......

"Ten more seconds for you!" The soldier commander warned when he saw that the two men were unmoved.

"It won't take ten seconds, we'll surrender now!" Jon and Leon shouted at the same time, and Jon kicked the musket on his waist and knelt on the ground with his head in his hands.

The soldier chief lowered his head, picked up the musket and put it behind him, and ordered the soldiers beside him, "You four go."

Four soldiers walked over and kicked two men to the ground, handcuffing them with chains.

The captain walked over and looked at the two men at his feet, looked at the muskets in front of their eyes, and said, "You two are the fourth musketeers under Lord Lereston?"

The two of them looked at each other and quickly nodded yes.

"Well, if the two of you didn't mess with that one, I guess there shouldn't be any problem." The soldier paused, and sighed, "But now, you are more than lucky, and I hope that Lord Lereston will save you...... But I don't think he's going to mess with him because of the two musketeers. ”

"But......" Leon struggled to look up at the Captain.

"There's nothing more to it, that's all I can say...... Well, you've done a big basket together. ”

"Pray."