Ding Mu felt that he had never liked someone like this now, and he was a man.???

This made me a little afraid of some of my own orientation.

But Kuntuo did save him. He watched as he walked out of the darkness, holding a musket that was still smoking in his hands, and a short crossbow that looked small but even more fierce, Ding Mu even wanted to kiss him.

However, Ding Mu soon noticed that something was wrong. Kuntuo's pace was slow and slow. He only saw when he reached the bright spot. Kuntuo's face turned so white that it was scary.

"Help me..."

After saying this, Kun Tuo rolled his eyes and fell to the ground with a gurgle.

Ding Mu was a little confused. Several people were lying on the ground, and there was still a Jonnini who didn't know what was alive and what was alive and dead in the alley not far away. But he didn't know why all this was.

What's worse is that the scene seems to be aimed at him, or to be precise, it is for Joel Modilo.

Obviously, the dean of the monastery made a move, and this Kun Tuo also had a share.

Thinking of Ding Mu's eyes on a sword thrown not far away, but just as he was about to walk over, he saw the light of the torch thrown on the ground. The crossbow that Kuntuo threw on the side seemed to move when he fell down.

Ding Mu noticed that an arrow on it was facing him.

He suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. Thinking of Kuntuo's previous series of strange actions and his skillful means of killing people, Ding Mu suddenly thought, how could this person be guarding against him without any warning?

Ding Mu's mind was swift. He believed that he might be killed by Kuntuo, whether he had the intention to kill or wanted to escape. Although he was not sure what conspiracy he had with the monastery, their purpose was obviously to replace Joel Modilo himself.

So as long as you are still "Joer Modillo", you will be safe for the time being.

"How are you?"

Ding Mu endured the pain on his back and walked over and squatted down. Only then did he realize that Kuntuo was in a bad condition. His forehead was covered in sweat and his body was trembling constantly. The land under him had been dyed red. It was obvious that he was seriously injured in the previous battle.

"Help me go inside," Kuntuo suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Ding Mu's wrist. He was so strong that he pulled Ding Mu to the injury on his back and almost screamed. Kuntuo seemed to have Ding Mu's condition. "Are you injured too?"

"The back was injured."

Ding Mu gritted his teeth and supported Kuntuo and walked towards the hotel. He was a little annoyed that the short sword he had held before was thrown to the place. Otherwise, he would be so close that he would give this person a little bit, and maybe he would not have to worry that he might threaten his life at any time.

Someone in the village had carefully come out to observe the life matters, but no one cared about them.

The hotel was still quiet, as if everyone was no longer here, which made Ding Mu doubt the identity of the assassins.

If these people were ordinary people, they seemed not to let the entire village submit so easily, but in fact, they did not realize that they had fallen into the trap until they were attacked.

This made Ding Mu even suspect that all this was done by Jonnini. He thought that Jonnini was still lying in the alley, but he felt that things didn't seem to be like that.

Kuntuo found his bag in the aisle. When Ding Mu picked it up, he realized that the bag was surprisingly heavy. In addition, he had to support someone. When he returned to the room, he was so tired that he couldn't breathe.

"Help me."

Kuntuo gritted his teeth and slowly took off his gray outer robe, revealing the same color of wool clothes inside. It was only then that Ding Mu realized that something seemed to be propped up under his ribs, and half of his body had dyed red.

Ding Mu used a knife that Kun handed him to separate his clothes, and then he saw the light of a broken blade stuck in the flesh.

"Dig it out," Kun Tuo bit the corner of his clothes and told vaguely, "If you have fast enough on your hands, I can suffer less."

Ding Mu put the oil lamp in front of him and looked carefully. He didn't know how deep the broken blade was left inside. Maybe this guy might be done with one knife, but he didn't dare to take this risk, because he could feel that the dagger in Kuntuo's hand was not far away from his strength. With this person's vigilance, maybe he would appear as soon as he had murderous intentions.

And even if the sneak attack is successful, thinking about the dagger right beside his ear, the backlash before his death is very dangerous.

Don't be impulsive, calm down and think about what to do.

Ding Mu secretly reminded himself that he felt a little cold on his forehead. It was not a pain in his back, but a little nervous. After all, this was his first "surgery" on someone.

"I said you don't want to be like a mother-in-law...oh!"

A depressed scream came out of Kun Tuo's mouth. His body trembled and his eyes widened. The dagger in his hand was almost about to pierce Ding Mu's side neck.

Once he started, he no longer hesitated. Although the feeling of cutting human flesh was really not wonderful, Ding Mu still gritted his teeth and followed the Kun Tuo teaching method while cutting open both sides of the muscles that stuck the broken blade, and used his fingers to pinch the broken blade and pull it out hard.

"Um!"

Another low scream, Kuntuo's throat kept squirming. When Ding Mu pressed a wooden strip of sparks on the wound that could not hold back the blood, Kuntuo's face had changed from grayish white to black and purple.

Kun couldn't hold back his breath and gasped. After a while, his hand holding the dagger slowly lowered from Ding Mu's neck.

"Boy, were you going to kill me just now?"

Kuntuo was completely awake at this time, and his eyes were wandering on Ding Mu's face, as if he wanted to see through his thoughts.

"You want to kill me too," Ding Mu did not deny "and I was implicated by you, you, those people outside, and the dean, are you hiding something from me, right?"

Kuntuo's face seemed to be a little better. He looked at Ding Mu in an interesting way, then pointed at him with a dagger: "Little guy, I like you. You are very smart and know what to do. Many young people of your age are not as good as you."

Ding Mu curled his lips secretly. If he were really that unlucky Greek brat, he might have become a deadly deceased person who had no idea why.

"You want to know why?" Kuntuo asked funny, and then he shook his head. "Believe that I know is not good for you. Actually, I was also surprised that these people will find us, but everything will pass soon, as long as you are willing to listen to me."

"Otherwise you will kill me?" Ding Mu looked at Kuntuo, and then he got the answer from the other party's eyes. "You will kill me, even if I listen to you."

"Young people, being too smart may not be a good thing," Kuntuo shook his dagger. "Okay, the people in the village should be coming soon. If you come to deal with them, I have to have a good sleep."

"Aren't you afraid that I will run away?"

"Where can you run?" Kunto slowly lay on the bed. "No one knows you here. If you run out, people will treat you as the murderer. I don't know how Greece treats murderers, but in Sicily..." Kunto made a throat-cutting gesture, "They will treat you well."

Looking at Kuntuo who seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed, Ding Mu couldn't help but admit that this man was right. He really had no choice in such a place. The only person he knew was Jonnini, but he didn't think the fisherman would say good things for him.

What worried him was the origin of the assassins. It can be seen from the unscrupulous courage of those people to openly kill people in the village that they obviously had some support. Although they didn't know why they were chasing Modilo, they thought that they had such a big fight for such an obese and vulgar monk, Ding Mu didn't know what else to have in the future.

What surprised Ding Mu was that the villagers who thought it would be very troublesome did not seem to care about what was born at night.

Apart from the shop owners who came out from somewhere, only two people in charge of the village came over to ask. When Ding Mu saw some villagers plundering the dead from the window, and then threw a few bodies on a boat and sailing into the sea, he felt the turmoil of this era for the first time and the so-called value of human life in this era.

Maybe I really should think carefully about how to survive in such a world, Ding Mu told himself this.

Although I understood it before in Saint Saibalon, after a night of change, Ding Mu really began to think about the path he would take in the future.

And there was this person who looked back at Kuntuo who seemed to have died of sleep. He didn't know if the person was really asleep. He didn't dare to take risks before he was sure.

Kuntuo was right. Thinking about the strange reactions of the villagers and the unscrupulous actions of the assassins, you will know that these people are definitely not ordinary robbers. This is also the main reason why Ding Mu dared not leave rashly. Because he did not know the origin of these people and did not know what would be born next, so he had to stay.

What should I do after I can?

Although Ding Mu didn't know who Modilo was and why he had to replace him, he knew that in the end, such things were always involved in various struggles and conspiracies and interests. Now he was involved in this big trouble that he was completely unclear.

What's worse is that those two people will let themselves, the one who knows their secrets, survive?

How long can this situation last? When they no longer need them, it will be their own death.

Ding Mu quietly reached into his arms, and he found a dagger in the corner of the room. This should be left by the two people who broke into the room before. He hid it. But when he thought of Kuntuo's appearance when he killed someone, he felt that he had no chance at all.

Moreover, Ding Mu was secretly surprised by the change in his mentality. He actually considered how to kill someone so seriously, but he was worried about whether he could succeed, without any guilt or fear. The peaceful life of the past twenty years seemed to have nothing to do with him now.

Humans are the easiest animals to adapt to the environment, Ding Mu couldn't help but sarcasticize himself.

Ding Mu sighed helplessly. The matter was too sudden. Not only did it completely unexpectedly, but it even made him feel like a bystander watching all this through transparent glass. But what's bad is that the glass suddenly broke for no reason, and he had no idea about the whole thing.

What's more, it was in such an era when it was actually very unfamiliar to him.

What he could rely on was almost no help except for his little understanding of this era.

The ease of giving up his life when facing an assassin before turned into a frustration with impulse, and the strong desire to live urged him to use his brain.

Or, can I take advantage of this opportunity?

A thought suddenly flashed through Ding Mu's mind.

If he threatens Kunto and the Monastery, then he can only know the secret of Modiluo, but what if this secret is no longer a secret?

Ding Mu's heart suddenly lit up, and he felt as if he had grasped a key point in the matter!

Next, think about what to do and don’t worry. Ding Mu couldn’t help but remind himself, if you are them, what are you most afraid of and what can you do to make them worry about and not take action.

Ding Mu couldn't help but think. He always felt that Kuntuo and the monastery asked him to impersonate Modilo to impersonate Modilo, but it was more like some helpless act. Thinking back to the dispute between the two of them by accident, Ding Mu vaguely guessed that these two people might have been hiding something from others.

By the way, that letter!

Ding Mu suddenly remembered the letter written by the monastery.

He remembered the passage that the assassin read, and the dean repeatedly emphasized that he would deny that it was Modillo, so under what circumstances would he not admit it?

It must be that something bad may happen. In order to prevent him from talking nonsense at that time, the dean reminded him in advance, so that even if he denies it, others will never believe him after reading the content of the letter.

Unfortunately, the letter was lost in the chaos at night, otherwise it might have been possible to figure out all this.

There were two people in the village, but they were just urging them to leave quickly. It was obvious that the people in Lecce did not want to cause trouble.

But they were in trouble. According to the villagers, Jonnini was gone.

Ding Mu remembered that Jonnini was knocked down by the assassin, but he didn't know where he was injured.

Thinking about the attitudes of the villagers towards the bodies of the assassins, although Jonnini seemed to be familiar with the villagers in Klecce Village, Ding Mu still felt that Jonnini's situation might not be much better than those assassins.

"Is that boatman missing?" Kunto frowned slightly. He didn't care about Jonnini's life and death, but was annoyed because the boatman was gone. "Then we can only walk 6 ways."

What he had just had wasted was as expected, and there might be more changes on the ground.

Although he was injured, Kuntuo still insisted on leaving the village just dawn.

No one came out to stop them, and the villagers looked through the window in their house at the two people walking past the door until they gradually disappeared behind the high slopes in the distance.

"You don't have to hide anymore," in a warehouse with a strong smell, a woman struggled to pull the same smelly Jonnini out of the back of the pile of goods. "But why don't you go with them? Those who want to kill you are dead, but the village chief said that those people are of some origin and may be in trouble in the future, so he wants to report this to the local magistrate of Rickett."

"Those people are not going to kill me," Jonnini reached out and put his hand on the woman's waist and kissed her hard on the face. "Thank you so much. If you hadn't saved me, even if you weren't killed by those robbers, you would have been killed by that person in the end."

"Is there anyone else going to kill you?" the woman asked strangely. "If you hadn't come to see me in the middle of the night, you had been killed by those people with that bitch. Who else would have to kill you besides them? Could it be your two companions?"

"They are not my companions," Jonnini murmured in a low voice as she looked at the door. "If I knew what I had seen, that Kunto would never let me go."

"Then what did you see?" the woman asked curiously.

"I can't say this, but I'll tell you, I've seen one of them do something terrible, as for the other..."

Speaking of this, Jonnini showed a look of confusion on her face.
Chapter completed!