There were a few gypsy people around Lao Guerja, and some of them were not locals in their clothes, but they all had similar expressions on their faces, which was unconcealed greed and mania.

Gurja obviously saw Alexander and the others. His face, which was originally full of resentment, showed an accident first, and then suddenly changed direction and rushed over.

Alexander immediately pulled Sophia behind him, and raised his sword toward Lao Gulja.

"Gaje people!" Old Gurja shouted, then raised the scimitar in his hand and slashed at Alexander.

When the first collision sounded, Alexander felt that his arm was being harshly electrocuted. He didn't expect that this old gypsy had such great strength. For a moment, the numbness on his arm made him almost unable to lift his arm.

"Gajie people!"

Old Guerjia shouted again. He was a little cunning and poured the scimitar back and forth in his left and right hands twice, then suddenly he hugged the tip of the knife and stabbed forward.

Alexander instinctively retracted his arm and tried to block it, but this action immediately put him in crisis. The scimitar in Old Gurga's hand was stinging hard before. With the sound of "touch", Alexander's sword was immediately flew out by his cunning scribbling.

Several women behind him screamed, not only because Alexander was in danger, but also because those who were with Old Gurja were attacking them. Mrs. Gong Xiang's maid was being held in the waist by a drunken man and dragged it into the corner, while the other man greedily watched the gorgeous clothes on Gong Xiang and her two children approaching step by step.

"ah!"

When Alexander's sword was picked up, Sophia shouted in horror. Her extreme fear made her raise the short crossbow without thinking. With the sound of a sharp arrow tearing through the air, the crossbow arrow instantly rushed into the armpit of Old Gurga holding his right arm, and the arrow came out from her back shoulder!

Old Gurja let out a shrill scream. He turned around and staggered towards Sophia, his eyes seemingly blazing with fierce light.

Sophia was frightened. Her years of prestige made her forget to escape for a while, but she just stood there blankly and looked at the old Guerja who was rushing towards her.

Alexander hugged Gulja's waist from behind. He tried so hard that he didn't even notice that the arrow from Gulja's back shoulder was scratched. He felt that Gulja was almost crazy trying to hurt Sophia's irritability. Alexander roared desperately, suddenly thrust his body upwards, directly lifting Gulja's strong body off the ground. Then he moved his waist with all his might, and the two of them fell hard on the stone floor together!

A scream came from Gurja's mouth. The crossbow arrow that had originally pierced his armpit was broken by a stone. The broken arrow twisted his wound and pulled a big hole.

Alexander was still pressing against Gulja, and his neck was bleeding, and the prismatic edge of the crossbow arrow also cut a large wound between his neck.

With a "bang!", the deafening muskets suddenly rang among the chaotic crowd, and a fog crossed between Mrs. Gong Xiang and the criminal who was pressing towards them. Then the man fell to the ground in a slant, with blood spilling out from the fragments of black clothes on his chest.

While the man fell, Mrs. Gong Xiang raised her left hand almost without thinking. In her left hand there was another short musket that had already lit the fuse.

The fuse was shining with sparks and made a "wave" sound, and everyone was frightened by this sudden change.

"Do not!"

I don't know who shouted, and the gangsters surrounding him immediately retreated to the sides, but they didn't run far away, but stared at the musket in Mrs. Gong's hand that could burn to the head at any time and then spit out the projectile.

"Come here!" Mrs. Gong Xiang shouted to the people around her. Seeing Alexander struggling to pick up the sword on the ground and leaning over with Sophia, she suddenly stuffed the musket into Sophia's hand, and then pulled her child backwards. "Help us escape, I will repay you!" After that, she ran without turning her head.

Sophia obviously didn't know what to do. She stared at the musket that was about to burn out in her hand. At the moment when the last Mars disappeared in the fire gate, she suddenly raised the gun high toward the sky.

"Bang~"

The huge gunshot sounded again, and the people around him were instinctively bent down to avoid it. When they found that they were not the unlucky person who was hit, they saw that the two young men had already thrown away their muskets and ran towards the dark streets in the distance.

"Stop chasing those people. Go to the palace, where we have what we want!" An old beggar in rags pulled his companion who was about to chase him, opened his mouth and looked at the opening of the palace gate and said greedily, "We are going to get rich, guys, we are going to get rich!"

The old beggar's words attracted others. There was too much madness happening on this night, and more and more people have lost their minds. At this time, the palace no longer represents majesty and power in the eyes of these people, but a treasure house of wealth that is open to them.

Even the gypsies who followed Gulja could not withstand the temptation. They found Gulja who was struggling and trembling on the ground and raised him up. Seeing that the leader was still alive, the few people discussed and left two people to take care of him. The others followed the crowds coming to the palace.

"Where is Sophia, that Gaje..." Gurja moaned in pain, but he still asked unwillingly.

"They ran away, stop thinking of them, Gulja's head," a gypsy pressed Gulja's wound with cloth. "We have to find someone to show you the wound. You're so bad."

"I won't let them go, I won't let them go..." Guerja muttered vaguely, and then slowly fell into a coma.

Alexander pulled Sophia and ran quickly on the street. His lips were closed and his face turned gloomy. In fact, he was angry with himself.

He was reflecting on himself. He thought that the Duke of Orleans was difficult to deal with, but now he realized that not only Mrs. Gong Xiang was not a good-looking lamp, but even her daughter, who seemed not as old as Sophia, was not simple.

Only then did he understand why Mrs. Gong Xiang was so generous and willing to return the short crossbow to Sophia. It turned out that she still had two muskets hidden in her hand that could be called a huge melee combat power even in this era.

Alexander believed that assuming that the two of them were slightly unfavorable to her, Mrs. Gong Xiang would definitely burst their heads without hesitation. This can be seen from her cleanly and straightforwardly killing the person who tried to invade her.

What's even more disgusting is that the lady actually threw the musket to Sophia before leaving. Obviously, in such a short time, she had already thought that Sophia would not react for a while, but as long as she took the gun, she would confront those people. The mother and son escaped in such a short time.

And I don't know if it's illusion. When they were running away, Alexander seemed to see a smoke-like fire twister in Gong Xiang's daughter's hand. Thinking about the fact that Mrs. Gong Xiang could take out two muskets with the twisted ropes in time before, he was almost certain that the girl was beating her mother.

Alexander, who figured this out, couldn't help but feel a little sulked. He felt that he had really underestimated people of this era before, or that he was too arrogant and thought that he was blindly arrogant based on his years of experience.

People in this era are not that simple, like this, like this, even women like Mrs. Gong Xiang and her daughter.

A dark alley appeared in front of him. Alexander pulled Sophia and ran into it. At this time, the street was too dangerous. He had seen several groups of people smashing and smashing some wealthy families along the way. Fires were already rising in some places further away. The riots that had originally occurred in the palace were spreading to the whole city. At this time, they could only find a safe place as soon as possible.

Sophia couldn't help but breathe. She was tired of running. Although her body was very strong, her clothes were going to take a lot of effort to step. She was still holding on to the short crossbow. For Alexander, this might just be a weapon, but for Sophia, it was his love thing.

It was not until he hid in the alley that Alexander took a breath. He heard the chaotic footsteps from far to near from the street. He looked from the darkness and saw armor and weapons shining brightly under the moonlight. He knew that it should be the soldiers of Aragon that were going to support the palace.

Originally, with the number of troops and palace guards in Palermo, this kind of thing that actually allowed the mob to break into the palace and kill the palace prime minister, but the terrible scene at the torch ceremony was really surprising. Even the soldiers in the square were at a loss by that scene, not to mention that there were so many Palermo people gathered in the square, which was not something that the guards could stop.

"Let's get out of here quickly," Alexander said to Sophia, who still couldn't breathe. "Maybe we have to leave Sicily, at least we have to leave Palermo as soon as possible, and it will soon become more chaotic."

As he said that, he pulled Sophia along the alley towards the other exit. He remembered very clearly that he could go to the tailor's shop by walking through the street near the cathedral in front.

Alexander planned to hide in the tailor's shop for a night, and then took Sophia away from Palermo with her, and Alexander was planning.

I don’t know how Osborne was. When this thought flashed through his mind, the two of them had just walked to the entrance of the alley and then happened to meet the three of them head-on.

The dimness in the alley made the other party unable to see clearly for a moment, but Alexander saw clearly the face of the man surrounded by two people in the middle!

"Mr. Feiche!"

Alexander blurted out, and at the same time he heard one of the other two shouting: "tuer!"

When Alexander just vaguely remembered that it was French, the snow shone brightly, and the two people on the other side drew their swords one after another!

Alexander instinctively stepped forward to block Sophia, but he suddenly heard a puff sound in the darkness, and then the man who was slightly ahead of him had fallen to the ground.

The other person was obviously frightened by this sudden change. Before he could draw out his sword, he couldn't help but pause. In this short moment, Sophia had already shook her arm hard. With the scream, the man had already covered his neck and fell to the ground!

Feiche took two steps back in fear, but before he could turn around, Alexander rushed over and put his sword across Feiche's neck.

"I really didn't expect to see you here, respected master," Alexander stared at Feiche's face that was originally full of wisdom, but now cannot hide its fear. "Everything that happened tonight was planned by you and your master."

Feiche breathed, and in a short moment he had calmed down, looking at Alexander, he smiled: "Young man, who are you going to hand me over, Priest Alfonso or Lord Prime Minister?"

"Mr. Gongsun is dead," Alexander shook his head. "I don't want to get involved in your affairs, but I'm worried that your master will not let me go after tonight."

"You're so self-righteous," Feach seemed a little angry. "You're just a little guy, and you don't know who he is, so you think he won't let you go."

Alexander curled his lips secretly. He was about to speak, but the sound of rapid coming from far to near attracted his attention. He looked up at the distance of the street.

From the direction leading to the cathedral, a group of people were running towards them. Although they were far away, they could still vaguely smell the terrible smell of blood on their bodies.

"Damn it!"

Alexander cursed in a panic, out of instinct, he had guessed who those people were!

But what surprised Alexander even more was that when those people ran closer, he actually saw a person among them whom he thought would not appear.

"teacher."

The Duke of Orleans cried from afar, but the two people around him tried hard to block behind him. More than a dozen people on the other side showed their weapons!

"Don't move around, or I'll kill him!" Alexander immediately put the sword he had already put down on Feiche's neck. Sophia next to him also raised a short crossbow, but no one noticed it in the darkness, and there were no arrows on the trough of the air-open crossbowl.

"You are so bold, Greek," the Duke of Orleans pushed away the guard in front of him and took a step forward. "Do you know who you are hijacking, and do you know who you are threatening?"

"Of course, respected Duke of Orleans!" Alexander said loudly, "If you don't want the teacher you value to be killed, just rush over, but I dare not guarantee whether my wife will offend His Highness the Duke's noble body. You should still remember that she is very good at using flying knives."

Anger flashed in Orleans' eyes, but before he could speak, a louder sound came from the street behind him.

Someone is chasing me!

"Let me go!" Orleans shouted "Give up!"

Just as Orleans shouted, Alexander pushed forward Fitch, and at the same time he quickly pulled Sophia away from the street.

"Don't do stupid things!" Orleans strode forward to help Feiche while instructing his men. "Let's leave here!"

Almost passed by, Orleans didn't even look at Alexander, so he left quickly!

Behind him was a silly man, Alexander saw the bald mercenary and his friends who were covered with gold and silver and blinded their eyes.

Looking back, looking at the Duke's back as he took his men away, a drop of cold sweat slowly flowed down Alexander's head.
Chapter completed!