"I know Durbarry is your dear friend, Your Excellency the Earl."

Lawrence smiled meaningfully and said:

"I can relate to your anxiety, but I don't want to be charged with a crime that doesn't exist."

"You guy..."

Count Falcone's eyes flashed fiercely, although he was a little crazy, but his brain was not stupid, and he understood Lawrence's words in an instant.

Lawrence was hinting to himself that he had learned from Dubarry the shady secrets about him.

"Damn Bonaparte..."

Count Falcone's expression was even more hideous, and he was even more determined to bring Dubarry back, who knows if that damn pimp would confess everything.

Count Falcone turned his head to look at the hollow of the gate, which could barely allow a man to enter, and said with a gloomy face:

"Hmph, then let's let the facts speak."

With that, Count Falcone gave Colonel Giovanni a look.

The colonel also hurriedly led a few of his subordinates to get into it one by one, and stood on the beautiful courtyard of this mansion.

Lawrence, on the other hand, watched indifferently as they entered.

After the first few people to enter were all standing in front of him, Lawrence said aloud:

"This is the third warning, Mr. Colonel, that you and your men have constituted aggression."

Colonel Giovanni was also relieved after entering the gate of the mansion, and his speech became much tougher, and responded directly:

"Your Excellency Bonaparte, we did not invade, it was just a legitimate search..."

However, before Colonel Giovanni could finish speaking, Lawrence suddenly broke off:

"Listen to all! Reload, aim, and wait for commands! ”

Colonel Giovanni, including all the police and onlookers, were stunned that they did not understand Lawrence's Italian commands.

But they could clearly see that the twenty resolute soldiers had taken their muskets down in unison and began to reload, and then pointed their twenty black muzzles at the policemen who had entered the mansion.

Even Count Falcone froze in place when he saw the dozens of muskets raised, and then quickly ducked to the side, not knowing what Lawrence was doing.

Colonel Giovanni's brain was down for a few seconds, and the muzzle of the gun that symbolized death was aimed at his heart and head, and he hadn't felt this way in the face of death for many years since he stepped back from the battlefield.

"You... What are you doing, Lord Bonaparte! ”

Colonel Giovanni, who came to his senses, was shocked, his face suddenly lost blood, and he retreated in panic, until the back of his head hit the iron door, and he did not react, and screamed in surprise:

"Get your men to put their guns down! We are the Paris Police Force! ”

The rest of the policemen who entered were not much better, and they were as panicked as Colonel Giovanni, and some even tried to drill back down the hole in the iron gate.

As for the onlookers, the onlookers felt their hearts beat faster, it is not every day that such armed confrontations occur in the city of Paris, especially since the two sides of the confrontation also represent the two dukes, which is more exciting than any drama.

"I don't want a fourth warning, Colonel."

Lawrence took two steps forward, slowly pulled out the saber at his waist and danced a gorgeous knife flower in his hand, and then pointed the tip of the sword that flashed with cold light at Colonel Giovanni, and said in a cold voice:

"Get out of here with your people at once."

Colonel Giovanni stared in amazement at the tip of the knife pointed at him, he was also a high-ranking member of the Paris police force, and he had not been personally pointed at such a sharp blade for many years.

Colonel Giovanni felt that the blood flow of his whole body was accelerating, and his head was even more blank, and he fell into a dilemma for a while.

The citizens who saw this scene could not help but be amazed, no matter what kind of person the Bonaparte governor was, his toughness had already impressed these onlookers.

At this moment, Count Falcone, who had just ducked aside for fear of being hit by a stray bullet, finally reacted, and thought to himself with a burst of joy in his heart:

"No, Du Barry is in this mansion, damn Bonaparte is just bluffing! He would never dare to give the order to fire, and once he did, he would be guilty of one more degree. Damn, you want to scare me, stupid! Watch me expose this little trick of yours to your face, and let everyone take a good look at the ridiculous face of your stubborn clown! ”

Thinking of this, Count Falcone immediately ran back to the gate, personally got into the hole, laughed wildly, and said:

"Little Bonaparte, let your men put away these toys, who do you want to scare?"

Lawrence narrowed his eyes, slowly put the saber in his hand into the sheath, and said with a smile:

"Your Excellency, it seems that you have entered this mansion without being invited, and I warn you once that this is an act of incursion."

"Invasion? Hahahaha"

Count Falcone laughed even more wildly, not so proudly since he had lost his manly manhood:

"I'm the intruder, what do you want? Have your men shoot me? Hahaha"

Lawrence sighed slightly, pulled out the pistol at his waist, and began to reload himself.

"Yo, the pistol is good, is it the one you used to duel with me?"

Count Falcone stared at the extended pistol in Lawrence's hand, and shouted with a sinister smile:

"What are you trying to do with your pistol, I don't have a duel with you now, do you want to threaten me? Don't be stupid, you idiot! I don't eat this! ”

Without saying a word, Lawrence pointed his pistol at Count Falcone, closed his left eye and began to aim.

Bang!

Count Falcone was about to say something, but a sudden thud interrupted all the words.

A high-speed spinning lead bullet flew out of the chamber, but instead of hitting Count Falcone himself, it struck the ground two feet in front of him, sending a splash of rubble.

The sound of gunfire is definitely the strangest sound on the Champs-Élysées.

This is the heart of Paris, the residence of the magnates, and a hundred years ago even in the area where the royal palace was located, no gunfire should have been heard here.

But at this moment, the sound of the explosion of gunpowder was clearly heard in everyone's ears.

That Corsican governor really shot, and he pulled the trigger himself.

Count Falcone's sarcastic words were cut short in an instant, his face full of shock and bewilderment, and the boundless panic that followed him.

"He really shot ... He really dared to shoot ... How dare he...! ”

Count Falcone's eyes widened and he looked down at the crater less than a meter away from him.

He didn't know that Lawrence had deliberately hit him, and he thought that Lawrence's target was his heart, but he just missed it.

"One bullet missed, and the rest..."

Count Falcone looked up at the twenty muskets aimed at him, and instantly felt a chill in his back, as if the projectile that shot out in the next second would shoot him into a sieve.

"Nope! No!

Count Falcone, with his legs limp, sat on the ground and cried out with a cry.

Even the crotch of his trousers had a whole patch of water stains.

Colonel Giovanni looked at Count Falcone, who was already frightened, in shock, and he didn't expect Lawrence to really dare to shoot.

However, although Colonel Giovanni also hated this count, he was after all the grandson of the Duke of Richelieu, and he was a figure that Colonel Giovanni could not afford to offend.

So Colonel Giovanni rushed up to pick up Count Falcone, and shouted at Lawrence:

"Your Excellency Bonaparte, we have all seen it! You shot at Lord Count, it's an assault, no, it's an attempted murder! All the more reason we ask you to be searched by the police force! ”

With that, Colonel Giovanni immediately made a gesture to the surrounding police force, asking them to continue inside the mansion.

Soon a dozen more policemen entered with muskets, nervously holding their guns and confronting the Corsican shooters just twenty meters away.

The smell of gunpowder on both sides is getting stronger and stronger, and it is already on the verge of breaking out.

Lawrence stood still, waved his hand lightly to disperse the smoke that permeated his side, put the pistol back into his waist, and said loudly:

"Attempted murder? I'm just fighting back on the thugs who have violated the territory. ”

"Violation ... Territory? Colonel Giovanni blinked in confusion, noticing Lawrence's words, and then asked puzzled.

Lawrence lifted his heel and stepped on the stone slab on the ground, and said coldly:

"You are now stepping on Corsican soil."

"Corsican land?" Colonel Giovanni frowned and loudly denied:

"Sir Bonaparte, under your feet is the land of France, the land of the king. Even in terms of ownership, it is the land of the Duke of Choiseul and has nothing to do with you. ”

Lawrence stared at Colonel Giovanni for a moment, then suddenly showed a kind smile, spread his hands and said:

"Colonel, it seems that you didn't prepare enough before your mission."

Colonel Giovanni was stunned, he had no idea what Lawrence meant, everyone knew that the mansion was the property of the Duke of Choiseul, and was only loaned to Lawrence for a temporary stay.

Even if the owner of the estate was Lawrence himself, he would not have the right to refuse a search by the Paris police force, let alone shoot a Count who had accidentally broken in.

"Bastard! What are you talking nonsense with him! ”

Count Falcone, who was supported by Colonel Giovanni, realized his gaffe and shouted at the colonel in annoyance:

"Didn't you see that he shot me! Rush in and find out Dubarry for me, and then get this damn countrygirl up! ”

Colonel Giovanni nodded helplessly and said to Lawrence:

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, please don't stop our search, it's just a reasonable routine check, and we don't want to make it too ugly."

With that, Colonel Giovanni gestured to his men and motioned for them to begin pressing forward.

"Wait."

Faced with the approach of more and more gun-wielding cops, Lawrence just chuckled and said:

"Colonel, I don't think you have read this document yet, have you? Ya'an, take it over and show it to the colonel. ”

As he spoke, Lawrence took out the thick piece of parchment from his bosom and handed it to Yaan, the same order signed by the Foreign Secretary sent by the Duke of Choiseul a few days earlier.

Colonel Giovanni's brow furrowed even tighter, but he quickly took the parchment from Ya'an's hand and began to read it.

"It's...!"

The Colonel's expression was bewildered, then shocked, then frozen, and finally visibly apprehensive.

"What bullshit files? What does it say? Count Falcone asked, looking disdainfully at Colonel Giovanni, whose face was full of panic.

"Lord Count..."

Colonel Giovanni uneasily rolled up the parchment and returned it to Yaan, and at once ordered his men to cease their actions, and whispered to Count Falcone:

"Here... It is the Corsican embassy. ”

"What did you say?" Count Falcone didn't react for a moment.

"The entire mansion has been established as the Corsican Embassy in France with the approval of the Foreign Secretary, and the order was signed a few days ago."

Colonel Giovanni's eyes widened and he said in a daze:

"We simply don't have the authority to search diplomatic embassies, and..."

The colonel glanced back at the gate, which was almost unshaped, gritted his teeth, and said:

"Governor Bonaparte is right, this is Corsican land, and our forcible entry would be regarded as a violation of Corsica's sovereignty."

Count Falcone suddenly burst into a rage, pointed at Colonel Giovanni's nose and scolded:

"What?! Nonsense! It won't be long before the Corsican crown will be on the king's head, so what does this bullshit embassy do! Go in and search for me, and find out Dubarly! Do you hear me?! ”

Colonel Giovanni gritted his teeth, shook his head resolutely, and said:

"I'm sorry, Lord Earl, I can't..."

He knew in his heart that refusing the request of Count Falcone would only offend the Duke of Richelieu and affect his future prospects, and that an enlightened figure like the Duke of Richelieu might not blame himself.

But if he openly led a police force to invade an embassy, or even nearly engage in an exchange of fire, the severity of the incident would be enough to move his head.

The small German states that have embassies or agencies in Paris will definitely protest against this diplomatic insult that may happen to them, and it may even become the trigger for a diplomatic crisis.

And at that time, Colonel Giovanni, who was the culprit, could not escape the death penalty in any case.

Even the entire Paris police force will be purged from the top down.

At the thought of this, Colonel Giovanni shuddered, and despite the clamor of Count Falcone, he hurriedly ordered all his men to withdraw to the gate.

"Ah, Colonel, it seems that there is quite a misunderstanding between us."

Lawrence chuckled and stepped forward, skimmed the impotent and furious Count Falcone, and said to Colonel Giovanni:

"I also complain that this document has not been fully disclosed to the public, and I have not put up a notice board at the door of the mansion."

When Colonel Giovanni heard this, he looked at Lawrence excitedly, knowing that the Corsican governor was taking the initiative to give himself a glimmer of life, so he hurriedly put aside Count Falcone and said:

"No, no, no, I was reckless, damn it, I..."

"Don't say it, Colonel, since it's a misunderstanding, I think we should shake hands and make peace, right?"

Lawrence smiled and stretched out his hand and said:

"I would be happy to issue a goodwill statement to show your forgiveness for the actions of you and your men. Of course, as is customary, you also have to make a public statement that explains the whole thing in a specific and comprehensive way. ”

Colonel Giovanni shook Lawrence's hand without hesitation, this was his lifesaver at the moment, if Lawrence wanted to hold him accountable for the invasion of the embassy, then his head would never be saved.

As for the public statement that Lawrence said, Colonel Giovanni glanced at Count Falcone, who was still angry, and immediately understood what the other party meant.

This was to ask himself to drag the Count of Falcone and even the Duke of Richelieu into the water in this statement, and to throw the responsibility for this attack on the embassy on them.

"Rest assured, I will send the statement to the major newspapers before the evening." Colonel Giovanni said, holding Lawrence's hand tightly.

"Then I will also express my understanding to you before the evening." Lawrence nodded.

Colonel Giovanni was moved to hold Lawrence's hand and stood for a moment before turning to his men and saying:

"Everyone, listen up! Unload the bullet and carry the gun on your back! Leave the land of the Corsican embassy immediately. ”

Lawrence then walked up to Count Falcone, who was still where he was, and said with a smile:

"And you, Your Excellency the Count, please leave the land of Corsica, if you don't want to eat another bullet."