"Visitors from Rome are welcome to ride in a carriage with me."

The familiar voice made me immediately give up the idea of ​​​​dodge, and I sat on it all at once, because there were some problems that I had to figure out.

"I said, if I don't come back at 1 o'clock and someone is sent to pick me up, maybe I will be drunk by then."

"Yes, my lord."

After saying this, I closed the car door and sat opposite the woman who was holding a small gun.

"I didn't expect you to be more cooperative than I thought." The masked woman said with a smile.

He took the pillow next to him and held it in his arms. When he saw that the other party didn't respond, he smiled and said: "I was threatened with a gun, so I can only obey. Okay, I'm already here, Frenchman, what do you want to do?"

What?"

"You know I'm French."

"Accent problem, beautiful lady."[

"Maybe I'm just pretending."

"Really? Apart from the French, I can't think of anyone else who would send someone to assassinate me."

However, was this formulated by Louis Facial Paralysis?

That uncle doesn't look like this kind of person!

"Oh? Why do you think so so again?"

When faced with the question from the woman opposite, my answer was of course simple: "You French people must think that if I die, there will be no one to command the army of the Netherlands. And before, you have proved it with a great victory.

Without me, the Netherlands Army is just a bunch of rubbish that you French people can crush at will. In conjunction with the Three Kingdoms Alliance landing campaign that you are very likely to launch in a while, what time is more favorable than the time after my sudden death?"

"Do you know our French army's attack plan? Do you have spies among us?"

"You still need spies? You can use your brain to know the answer. Why did the Three Kingdoms Alliance stop the blockade? Why are they so eager to destroy the Netherlands' navy? They must be preparing for the army's landing. Now there are two naval battles. The Three Kingdoms Alliance's navy has the upper hand.

, the next step will probably be the navy escorting the army to land."

"Well, you really have a reason to die. You are ready to die. What, are you afraid?"

"More than this question, I want to know, are you a person sent by your king?"

"Of course not."

"I knew the Sun King of France would not be such a dirty person." If she was not sent by Louis XIV, then the intention behind it would be very interesting.

"Hey, you know our king so well, you are very powerful."

"Of course, not only do I know who Louis XIV is, I also know you, Miss Constance..."

After listening to the masked girl opposite, her pupils shrank. Her face was full of disbelief. Taking advantage of her absence, I reached out and grabbed her five fingers holding the gun, raised it suddenly, and then held it

Her finger was inserted behind the trigger, preventing her from triggering the miniature gun.[

"What other tricks do you have?" I said with a joking smile.

Constance was startled. She subconsciously raised her other hand. I raised my leg and bumped it with my knee, suppressing her arm on the wooden board of the carriage. Then I reached out and pulled out the dagger from the side of my boot, and held it against her.

There are gloves on her arms.

"If you don't want to break your hand, you'd better listen to me." I glanced at the miniature handgun that I raised the muzzle to the roof of the car, and said. "First, let go of your finger on the trigger..."

I waited for a few seconds, but when there was no response, I continued to press Constance with my knee, and then pierced her gloves: "If you don't do it, then I will chop off your wrist with a knife. Do you know,

The five fingers are connected to the nerves of the brain, and it will usually be very painful to be pricked, let alone cut off. For a pampered princess like you... I think it should be painful to death, Constance, do you want to try it? "

"Don't!"

As soon as Constance's fingers left her hand, I snatched the gun away from her.

Without weapons, the initiative returned to my hands.

Pointing the gun at her, I used a dagger to cut off the laces of the butterfly mask. Seeing the panicked face, I smiled and said: "Miss Orleans, your life and death are in my hands, at this moment.

what do you think?"

Constance spoke very awkwardly: "No, no... no, I just wanted to make a joke."

"It turns out that pointing a gun at others was a joke..."

I started to draw on Constance's face with the dagger, then traced it down her rather delicate neck, and then stopped at her "naked" breasts.

"You...you...what are you doing?"

"I learned it from you, am I kidding? Why, if you can do it, I can't do it? You see, I am leaning the dagger against your skin. Every time the carriage bumps, the dagger will be put under pressure.

You said, this sharp tip will pierce your skin?"

"I came today to take you to meet someone. Let's not play anymore, okay?" Constance almost cried, but it was almost impossible to hear it outside. For no reason, who made her cocooned? I just observed

Next, the sound insulation effect of this carriage is quite good.

"Playing? You think I can't do it? Do you think I'm playing?" I snorted coldly, "No matter what you are doing here today, it is wrong to point a gun at me! I hate being used by others most in my life.

The gun is pointed! You almost caused me to be imprisoned by your king, hehe..."

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I apologize to you!" Constance said quickly.

"It's too late, I said, Princess of Orleans, you ran out this time, and you came to the place of the Netherlands. Even if you die here, it's okay. Let me think about it, the Princess of Orleans is lying dead in The Hague, Netherlands.

Jiekou, no matter how you think about it, it’s all reasonable, right? Who made these two countries enemies!”

"don't want!!!"

"Shut up!"

Constance fell silent immediately after shouting.

"I heard your voice that you don't want to die. For the sake of our friendship, I will give you a chance, a chance to live." I put the dagger on Constance's neck and withdrew the miniature gun.

With that sperm

It's a clever thing that can kill people at any time, I said with a smile. "As we all know, gunpowder cannot be ignited once it gets wet. A handgun cannot fire a projectile. I put this miniature handgun on

Inside your private parts, I count 10

0. After 100, I will pull the trigger. If you are really wet like the last time you were in Versailles, with your thighs bleeding everywhere, Miss Constance, you will have a chance to survive. But if,

You failed. I'm sorry. The bullet will penetrate your body and pierce your internal organs, but you will not die immediately. As far as I know, the impact of this gadget is not very strong, but I know that

The internal organs are punctured. It will definitely be very painful."

People have to pay the price for doing wrong things. French girl, you should not do it at all. You just come to mess with me at this time when I am full of anger. Moreover, you did something wrong with me last time in Versailles.

I don't think so. I'm really a genius. I can think of such a threatening prank, hahahaha.

"No, no! I won't dare anymore!"

As Constance begged for mercy, I lifted up her skirt.

Whistled.

"White stockings, I didn't see it. You actually like this color."

Married women prefer black or brown dark stockings and suspenders, which is quite understandable for a mature woman. Constance, on the other hand, let me bump into her wearing white stockings several times.

, this girl doesn’t look like an ignorant young girl like Pennywise. Logically speaking, she is also the audience for black and dark stockings. Why would she choose this color?

color"?

Although Constance's hobbies are a bit strange, it is undeniable that her legs are really beautiful. The so-called beautiful legs in stockings are like this. It is no wonder that Sachs, a "porn", was shocked when he saw it.

And the feel is also very good. Compared with the legs of Wen Dier, a wife, Constance's thighs are full of the aura of a nobleman. Well, in fact, they are soft, but they do not lack "sexuality".

Seeing that Constance's chest was getting tighter and tighter because she was paying attention to my approaching handgun, I asked: "The legs are very good, how do you keep them up?"

"I...I have...practice...ballet."

You have to let Wen Dier practice when you have time.

"Open your thighs." I ordered rudely. Constance hesitated for a moment, then opened them, but when the money was inserted into the muzzle of the gun, she closed them again.

"No...this is on the carriage."

Constance stretched out her hand to cover her lower body.

After hearing this, I smiled and said: "So what if I'm on the carriage? Don't think that I don't dare to shoot here. If you die, no big deal, I'll just ask the coachman to turn around and go back. Do you think a coachman has the right to refuse me?"

?”

"I'm still a virgin. Chastity is very important to me. You...don't reach too far."

"You are still in the mood to think about this...Okay, then I will only put it on the edge. But then, princess, you will have to work hard to get it wet."

Constance closed her eyes, and I reached under her and pushed aside the thin silk cloth in front of her lower body. I fumbled with my middle finger, which was longer than a miniature hand gun, and moved towards the warm

place, I probed in and found out

Having determined the direction, I inserted the front half of the miniature handgun and watched Constance gradually bite her lower lip. In order to avoid an accidental misfire caused by a bump, my index finger also moved away from the trigger, and then I started

Count.

"1,2,3,4,5...Miss Constance, you still have 90 seconds before the end of your life."
To be continued...