Eagle Flag of Epirus

"Hey hey hey! This kind of joke doesn't seem funny at all, everyone!"

When the Genoese mission left the palace, at this moment, Justinian, who was alone, was standing in a quiet and unremarkable alley and was surrounded by a group of people. The newest update is the fastest. In front and behind, these people who have never seen the short sword in their hands that are easy to kill at close range are obviously not good at coming. Even after realizing it, Justinian realized that this is clearly a trap.

But whether this was Andrea Doria's own intentions, or other people's hands and feet, this is what Justinian cares most about now. Although the silver cup seemed to have proved everything, he really couldn't think of the person's intention to get rid of him after so hard to help him.

This thing must be strange!

Having made up a good idea, Justinian pretended to be calm and dealt with the surrounding killers, while observing from the corner of his eye whether there was a chance to escape. After all, no matter how confident he was in himself, he was not sure to deal with so many people at once.

"He has only one person, quickly get rid of him, there is no spare time for you." In the darkness, a man with an invisible face coldly gave the order, obviously it is necessary for Justinian's life.

It's just that although the other party didn't show up deliberately, the name of the man just now and his voice had already let Justinian know the other party's identity.

"It turned out to be Mr. Charles. It's been a long time since I saw you! But this kind of meeting ceremony makes me a little unbearable, but I don't think Andrea invited me to receive me in this way. Come! Can you tell me what is going on?" Justinian asked meaningfully at the man standing in the dark corner of the alley, and between these few words, there was already a gap between him and the assassin who rushed forward. The soldiers met several times, and only listened to the clank of the sword. If it weren’t for the previous Turkic guards who were worried that Justinian would go there alone and insisted on bringing Justinian with the hunting knife used by the bodyguard, he had already lost his opponent. Up.

In the darkness, only a cold snort was heard in response to Justinian, and he didn't know if the other party was disdainful or acquiesced. On the other side, the assassins who surrounded them for a while moved closer. Although the fight just now made them deeply jealous of the young man in front of them, the assassin-like bravery in their bones would not make them take a step back.

Upon seeing this, Justinian had to shrug his shoulders, and said: "Well, if this is the case, it seems that there is really no way. Then just ignore my unrelenting face." After that, he opened again. The young man with his eyes opened seemed to be a different person in an instant, and his deep eyes were like a cold pool that made people daunting. The assassins who felt the sense of oppression subconsciously squeezed the soldiers in their hands. Blade, don't dare to be careless.

In the next second, in the blink of an eye, Justinian, who was originally in a defensive posture, suddenly lifted the defense and rushed forward to surprise almost everyone.

"Be careful!" The exclaimed assassins wanted to cover each other, but they found that the amazing explosive power of the hairy boy in front of them was far beyond their expectations.

A sharp hunting knife can easily cut the back of a hyena, and in Justinian's hand, it is like a death scythe. I saw him falcon and slash into the assassin. The narrow space seemed to be splashed with blood. Before he had time to react, several people fell under Justinian's knife, and vaguely saw that these killers seemed to come from different places. There were Moors and Franks, but they were all brave and brave. Even Justinian couldn't help but secretly surprised that these guys who wanted to kill themselves were desperate. Had it not been for the narrow space in this alley, the assassins could not really gang up and attack him, he would be a dead man now.

A stab wounded a killer’s arm. Justinian was trying to give him the final blow, but he didn’t want that person to flinch. Instead, he greeted him, letting a sharp knife penetrate his body and used the rest. Holding the blade firmly in his hand, he would never let go even if the blood was flowing, for a moment he couldn't pull the knife out.

Damn it!

Justinian, who yelled badly in his heart, immediately realized the danger. At this moment, the other two killers immediately rushed forward and fought back and forth.

It was too late to draw the knife, so he could only choose to let go and abandon the knife. At this time, he could only take a bet. Even if he was seriously injured, Justinian was ready to take the knife empty-handed. They will all be pierced out of a transparent hole. How small the chance of this success is, the person who taught him at the beginning has already told him that he must not let go without a last resort, but the current situation has long been forbidden.

But at the moment of this electric flint~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The sound of something falling on top of the head was accompanied by an exclamation. Everyone subconsciously looked up and saw that a charcoal brazier with sparks actually fell from the sky at this moment. After it hit it, it was too late to think about why the sudden change happened. The killers and Justinian reflexively dodge and dodge, abruptly interrupting the moment of life and death just now. At the same time, these assassins who had been waiting in battle in order to avoid the falling charcoal fire finally revealed their flaws.

good chance!

Seeing this scene, Justinian, who was overjoyed in his heart, was just about to take the road and flee. In the chaos, someone appeared next to him at some point. I took his hand and whispered:

"Quickly follow me!"

It's Andrea's voice! I was surprised at first, but soon Justinian heard this familiar voice. Although it has been almost a year since the last visit to Constantinople, he still remembered that person's voice still fresh. No matter what the matter is, it is obvious that the opponent suddenly appeared without malicious intentions but came to save himself. No doubt there is him, Justinian immediately took the opponent's hand and followed the steps of the person who came and rushed straight out of the murdered group. Surrounded by alleys.

And these things only happened in the blink of an eye. When the panicked killers calmed down, they found that the target that was still in front of them had already disappeared.

"Chasing, he can't run far!"

The dumbfounded people in black immediately reacted, willing to follow their own frustrations, and were preparing to follow the trail to kill them. However, Charles's voice, who had been silent behind him, sounded again at this moment.

"Enough, come back all, don't chase anymore!"