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Chapter 73 Sweeping Legs

Looking at this foreigner who dressed as a Taoist priest and spoke fluent Ming Dynasty Mandarin, Chen Lie was also very eye-opening and felt that his worldview had been subverted.

Tian Hong frowned slightly and said coldly: "Enough... I'm asking you!"

The foreigner named Victor hurriedly stopped and said obediently: "Before the villain came to the Ming Dynasty, he was a chef in Sweden."

Chen Lie was speechless again and couldn't help but curse the bastard in his heart. It was indeed an old European, and when he was caught, he called himself a chef.

What this person said is untrue.

Chen Lie looked at it coldly with his deep eyes, and his eyes fell on the foreigner's thick joints, looking at the thick calluses on his middle finger.

"Don't be honest!"

Chen Liesensen said: "Do you Swedish chefs are all born with muskets?"

The calluses on your middle finger are so thick, you say you are a chef.

Do you think I believe it or not?

Do you Swedish chefs only use middle fingers to cook?

As soon as Chen Lie finished speaking, the foreigner's expression changed slightly.

Tian Hong was already impatient and shouted in a low voice: "Take it!"

A Jinyiwei cavalryman stepped forward and grabbed the foreigner who claimed to be Victor, trying to use the method of grasping the man.

However, the foreigner suddenly became anxious. One of them jumped backwards to avoid the capture of the Jinyiwei, and the other stepped forward and punched a jab, hitting the Jinyiwei's face.

A scream of pain.

The Jinyiwei was fisted and covered her nose and staggered back.

"Ouch?"

Looking at the fighting posture of the foreigner, Tian Hong was stunned and soon said furiously: "I dare to resist arrest, I will rebel against you!"

Two more Jinyiwei pulled out the goose feather swords from her waist and rushed in from outside the door, bullying the bold foreigner one left and one right.

Victor was forced to retreat, and suddenly bent down, grabbed the firewood piled up in the corner with his thin big hand.

Seeing his bent down, Chen Lie was alert, his expression changed slightly, and he rushed up with a quick stroke of his legs, sweeping the foreigner down with a neat stroke.

Two sharp goose-ling knives were placed around their necks, and Victor shouted like a pig: "Protest, I protest!"

"I want to protest to His Majesty the Great Emperor of your country..."

Before he finished speaking, Tian Hong raised his legs and kicked the foreigner hard with his big feet, making a scream of pain, curling up like a shrimp.

Tian Hongleng said: "Come on!"

Chen Lie also smiled coldly, thinking to himself that the emperor knows who you are...

As the two Jinyi Tishen rode the foreigner up, ran outside, took out the shackles from the horse's back, and tied them up in large numbers.

After a brief fight, the small mill became quiet.

Chen Lie looked at Victor with a bruised nose and swollen face and walked slowly towards the pile of firewood, reached out to touch it, and indeed found a loaded short musket from the pile of firewood.

Pick up this short musket.

Chen Lie started to fiddle with it carefully.

This short musket is very exquisitely built and has a heavy weight. It is held in your hand, with a sight and a door. The trigger is also open, but the fuse is not found for a long time.

A thought emerged from Chen Lie's mind. This turned out to be a legendary flintlock short musket.

Although the gun looks a bit worn, it looks very advanced, and the shabby gun is also inlaid with a striking badge.

The style of this badge is clearly an evil dragon with wings, but not a Chinese dragon, but a fire-breathing dragon in European mythology.

Looking at this unique badge, Chen Lie thoughtfully, and then touched it with his hands and found that the mark was actually gilded.

Which country's badge is this from Europe?

Chen Lie couldn't recognize him for a moment, so he carefully held the flintlock short musket, closed the trigger, and poured out the gun and gunpowder in the barrel.

Seeing the gunpowder falling, Tian Hong snorted coldly and said quietly: "These Thais are really restless."

This cold snorting was meaningful. As a rude warrior, Tian Hong was instinctively disgusted with this strange Westerner.

Chen Lie caught the gun as big as a thumb with his hand, held the empty musket, and said with a smile: "Mr. Victor, according to the Ming Dynasty, it is a death sentence to privately hiding firearms. I wonder if Mr. Victor had heard of the Embroidered Uniform Guard?"

Now that people are stolen, the identity of Western-style works is confirmed.

In an instant, Victor, with a bruised nose and swollen face, looked as if he was dead. When he heard about the evil name of the Jinyiwei Zhaozhu, his tall body trembled like a sieve.

Chen Lie looked at Tian Hong again, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This foreigner is big and sturdy and looks very smart, but he is a little impatient. He was a scene together by the two of them, and he cheated him out of the truth.

Now that I have seized this person's handle, I have grasped this person firmly, so more than a dozen acres of potatoes planted on the wasteland outside...

It was so easy to get it!

As Chen Lie handed the musket to Tian Hong, Tian Hong took the musket, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he said fiercely: "Search!"

Several Jinyiwei searched the small mill.

Not long.

Some contraband items were found. In addition to this short musket, the Jinyiwei found a small bag of gunpowder, more than a dozen guns, and a ragged Western military uniform in the pile of firewood.

There is also a pile of alfalfa, oats, and two sacks of potatoes.

This is the time when the sun is three o'clock.

Chen Lie looked at the pale Victor and exchanged a look with Tian Hong. Now that he has grasped this person, he has to continue to perform this scene.

Tian Hong understood and said coldly: "It's too troublesome to send the imperial prison. Someone came and dragged out this ulterior motives and cut them out!"

The two Jinyiwei cavalry cursed and kicked Victor hard on the bend of his leg, staggering him, and then pushed him out.

When he heard that he was going to behead his head, the tall foreigner screamed like a pig: "Give me your life, sir!"

Chen Lie picked up the tattered Western military uniform and looked at it, drank the Jinyiwei, and said coldly: "Tell me, who is yours? What are your plans to sneak into the capital of the Ming Dynasty so deliberately?"

This basin of dirty water was poured over, and Victor shouted louder: "I am really a chef, a chef in the army..."

Seeing that he wanted to deny, Chen Lie was furious. He stretched out his hand and snatched the Yan Ling Knife from a Jinyiwei, trying to slash the lies-filled bastard with one knife.

Victor was in distress, so he had to cry and said in detail: "Sir, the villain has been called, but he has been called. The villain is actually a lieutenant colonel in the Swedish Army."

Chen Lie gave up and couldn't help but curse. He agreed to sell the mill earlier, but he could still pay 100 taels of silver.

If you don’t eat toast, you must be beaten and you will be willing to tell the truth after committing a death sentence. You are indeed a man of Ansa, a donkey, who will be led and beat back without leaving.

As the foreigner confessed truthfully.

Chen Lie and Tian Hong suddenly realized that this person was a lieutenant colonel of the Swedish Army or an officer of the Royal Guards.

Later, this person made a mistake in China. He killed people because of jealousy and was desperate in Sweden. He had to secretly board a cargo ship heading overseas and came to Asia by chance.
Chapter completed!
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