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Chapter 76 Green Bamboo Snake Mouth, Hornet Tail Needle

Then, Mirkovsky's voice sounded:

"Two gentlemen, please raise your guns."

One person's eyes are blinking rapidly, one person is staring at each other, and the whole body seems to be in slow motion.

Swallowing saliva...

"Two gentlemen, please raise your guns!"

Mirkovsky's voice sounded again.

Their faces were trembling, and both of them started to raise their guns.

The wind blew their white clothes, which were faintly stained with blood.

"Two gentlemen, aim."

Turning sideways, they both aimed at each other.

Mirkovsky was at the back between the two, holding up a white handkerchief.

In an instant, both of their heads couldn't help but tilt their heads up, and their eyes widened to an extremely large size.

The gun is in front and the body is behind, as if it is almost separated from the gun.

"one."

"two."

"three!"

The white handkerchief fell to the ground.

"boom!"

"boom!"

With the last breath he exhaled, two streaks of white smoke penetrated the forty steps.

Matrona cried and threw herself out.

Sergey lay on the ground, feeling the pain of the bullet, struggling and wailing.

Chernyshev was sweating profusely and his body was shaking, as if he had exhausted all his energy.

But he was not injured.

But his shot also missed.

Sergey was not killed by a single shot.

Peter walked up to Sophia and whispered:

"Can you go back to the car and wait for me?"

Sofia glanced quickly in that direction and looked at Peter worriedly.

Peter stroked her satin-like hair and said:

"Go ahead."

Sophia nodded meekly and said softly:

"Your Highness, come quickly."

Peter nodded.

After watching several guards send Sofia there, until Sofia got on the carriage, Peter walked towards Chernyshev first.

He looked him up and down a few times.

Chernyshev was no longer able to salute at this time, his pupils were slowly returning to normal size, his breathing was heavy, and his clothes were completely soaked with sweat.

Peter couldn't help but shake his head. No matter how great his achievements are in the future, he must develop them slowly.

However, this thin line between life and death is indeed rougher than the Russian turntable.

He was an outsider, so naturally he couldn't feel such a violent heartbeat.

But there’s no need to feel it.

It is enough that he is the crown prince.

Patting Chernyshev on the shoulder, Peter said:

"You've been given a chance to join the infantry."

"Thank you...your highness...!"

Chernyshev was in shock, and his tone of thanks seemed pitiful.

Mirkovsky confiscated Chernyshev's gun, and Peter then walked towards Sergei.

Sergey clutched his shoulder in pain, his face turned pale and twisted.

When he saw Peter coming, he was trembling and wanted to say something, but he found that His Highness was pointing a gun at him.

"Your Highness... Your Highness..."

Sergey looked shocked. He struggled back and his expression became frightened.

But the gunshot wounds, blood loss and the previous duel had left him with little physical strength.

Looking at this scumbag in the original history, he was motivated by the title of Crown Princess Ye Er and Grand Duke, and tried every possible means to seduce Ye Er, and caused Ye Er to have a miscarriage.

Peter smiled and knelt down and said:

"Don't get me wrong, I don't want to beat you to death."

"Your father was my aunt's adjutant, and your mother also worked for my aunt. As the crown prince, how could I do this to you?"

"The most I can do is let your wife beat you to death."

Peter said quietly.

Peter handed the gun to Matrona and patted Matrona on the cheek.

Matryona suddenly looked shy.

Sergei was completely stunned and looked at Matrona in disbelief.

Then Peter stood up, turned and left.

Then he ordered to return to the palace.

Not long after the carriage started driving, a gunshot was heard, and Peter looked out of the carriage.

The land is vast.

The mountains and rivers are lonely.

Some women touched her and she sold her soul.

Not to mention the husband.

Then I opened the panel and took a look.

The points of the Order of Saint Andrew have been increased to 80.

The extra 5 points were brought about by Sergey's death.

Although there is no system prompt, it is expected.

After all, there were many things that were not prompted before.

After a while, a guard came up on horseback, and Mrs. Matryona returned the gun to the guard.

Mirkovsky conveyed Matrona's words to Peter:

"Your Highness, the countess is at your service at any time."

Peter just nodded lightly.

She's just a woman who has lost her usefulness.



Back at the palace, it was still early, and as soon as the group got out of the car, they met Bishop Dev who was guarding the entrance of the palace.

Bishop Dev has a mustache and a fair and plump complexion. If his hair were not so luxuriant, he could be considered a greasy man.

Peter was too lazy to talk to such a small character, so he directly sent for Duchess Polya.

Then he whispered something to Sophia, and Sophia's face couldn't help but become very ugly.

This kind of thing is really humiliating!

Not only do you take off your clothes and check your health, but also your fertility and chastity.

And the inspection method of the last one is simply shocking.

"Your Highness..."

Sophia clutched Peter's sleeve tightly.

Bishop Dev’s voice sounded outside:

"Princess Sophia, you are the only one left now. The other princesses have already checked."

Peter couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said:

"Princess Louisa checked?"

Bishop Dev's expression changed slightly, and then he said:

"Yes, Your Highness, it has been checked."

Peter asked again: "What was the result?"

Bishop Dove replied:

"A perfect body."

Perfect you banana bara!

Peter cursed in his heart, knowing that this bishop was in trouble.

Either he was having an affair with Louisa or he was bribed.

And Sophia's heart suddenly rose, and she was a little scared.

His Highness suddenly asked Louisa what she was doing?

Does His Highness also like Luisa?

Thinking that Louisa had already checked it, Sophia gritted her teeth and said:

"Your Highness, I...I am willing to check..."

What the hell are you willing to do!

Peter glared at Sophia.

Do you want me to or don’t you?

Then the Duchess of Polya arrived.


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