Be careful?
Kuhl Walton froze.
But the young noble was no fool and quickly understood. He nodded gratefully to Qin Ran, then pushed the carriage door open.
Outside the carriage, Boer was still surrounded by soldiers.
"I really mean no harm."
"And I certainly won't cause any trouble."
"I'm just a legitimate merchant."
Boer explained himself to Kuhl Walton with a wry smile.
The surrounding soldiers also looked toward Kuhl Walton, waiting for his orders.
Fully on guard, though his expression betrayed nothing, Kuhl Walton waved a hand.
"All right, he-"
Bang!
Before the young noble could finish, one of the soldiers suddenly pulled his trigger.
Flame spurted from the matchlock's muzzle, and a bullet shot straight toward the young noble.
Yet Kuhl Walton seemed to have foreseen it. The instant the soldier pulled the trigger, he turned sideways, drawing his pistol in the same motion and squeezing its trigger.
Bang!
The pistol was clearly no ordinary weapon. Its bullet traveled far faster than anyone would have imagined.
Almost the instant the shot rang out, the soldier who had fired fell to the ground.
Blood seeped from his chest.
But he was not dead.
After falling, he rolled over and tried to rush into the convoy.
He wanted to create confusion and escape.
But Kuhl Walton was faster.
Bang!
Without needing to reload, the young noble pulled the trigger again.
Rather than aiming directly at the assassin, he aimed a little ahead of him, but the bullet struck him squarely.
Clearly, besides its bullet speed, this pistol could also fire successive shots.
The assassin fell again and did not get back up.
Kuhl Walton waved his hand.
The soldiers around him, still stunned, immediately came to their senses and surrounded the fallen soldier... no, the assassin.
Anyone who was not