"Helena, are you here?"


    As the door lock was opened, Bao Hong heard a sound. A voice that made him deeply hate.


    The voice of Jan skzedusky!


    Skzedusky did not attend the surrender ceremony, but came to the kazimi RI palace. Obviously, he had learned through some channel that he was in the palace with Helena and his two children.


    Bao Hong''s hand touched the handle of the saber at his waist. Now he has only one idea, that is, to kill skzedusky, the guy who took away his beloved.


    But Christina''s hand blocked Bao Hong''s knife drawing. From Bao Hong''s bloody eyes, Christina saw the monstrous intention of killing. Christina doesn''t know who is outside and what hatred she has with Bao Hong, but she knows very well that once Bao Hong rushes out recklessly, the secret room will be exposed, and the poles will find their existence at that time. Before that, all the efforts made by Cherchen, Benny Scott and Wittenberg to save themselves will come to naught.


    "Let go!"


    Bao Hong''s eyes were fixed on Christina. His eyes clearly told Christina that he wanted her to let go.


    "Calm down, Bao Hong. I don''t know what hatred you have with the man outside, but you rushed out and you were happy, but you let Chechen''s efforts for you come to naught. Are you worthy of him?"


    Christina pressed her hand on the handle of the knife.


    "That man is my man who must be killed. Even if I die, I will take him to hell. You can hide here. After I kill him, I will draw other people''s attention and won''t bother you."


    Bao Hong pulled out some of his knife, but Christina pushed it back.


    Scorzedusky was completely unaware that there was a vengeful God of death behind the wardrobe, bent on taking his life. He kept shouting the names of his wife and two children, and looked under the bed and the low cabinet from time to time.


    Just at this time, a crisp voice sounded.


    "Dad!"


    Hearing the sound, Christina and Bao Hong held their breath at the same time. They did not realize that there was another person in the room besides themselves.


    Different from the two men in the secret room, this voice is so familiar to skzedusky, who is his son hailike.


    "Hailike, hailike!" finally found his child. Skzedusky wept with joy. He shouted and ran in the direction of the sound in the room. It was a rattan box at the head of the bed for clothes.


    "Hercules!"


    Skzedusky took his son out of the rattan.


    "Why are you here, your mother and sister?" skzedusky just held his son in his arms, and the intimate feeling made him very warm in his heart.


    "Mom took her sister and hid in another place. Mom told me to hide here and keep quiet. She also said Dad, you will come. Dad, I''m so afraid!" Herrick said and cried.


    Scorzedusky hurried to comfort his son.


    "It''s all right, dad is here. We''ll go to your mother now," skzedusky said.


    "Uh huh, Dad. It''s terrible here. It''s not only dark, but also the wardrobe eats people." Herrick cried.


    "The wardrobe eats people?" skzedusky said in surprise. He couldn''t understand what his son meant.


    "Well, an uncle and aunt went into the wardrobe and never came out again," said Herrick naively.


    Scorzedusky''s heart lifted in an instant. He quickly stood up, protected his son behind him, and then faced the wardrobe with a knife.


    Skzedusky certainly wouldn''t believe in a man eating wardrobe. The only possibility is that there are people in the wardrobe.


    Beside the wall, there is the only wardrobe in the room. It is made of oak. It has a white appearance, complex and gorgeous patterns, and is full of rose and tulip patterns, giving people a luxurious and noble visual effect.


    At this time, skoredusky didn''t want to appreciate it. His saber touched the gap of the wardrobe door and picked out one of the door panels.


    The moment the door panel opened, a dark shadow jumped out of it.


    That''s Ivan bauhong, the eagle of the Cossacks.


    When Christina heard skzedusky''s son talking about the wardrobe, she knew that they must be exposed. Now the only way is to control it before the man outside calls more people. She let go of her hand on Bao Hong''s knife handle and asked Bao Hong to give it a go.


    When he saw someone in the wardrobe, scorzedusky''s saber was quickly put back in front of him.


    Bao Hong''s saber fell on skoredusky''s saber by jumping, and skoredusky''s right hand was numb.


    Skoredoski took a step back, and Bao Hong stood firm by skoredoski''s blocking force.


    "Ivan Baohong!" skzedusky saw his attacker.


    "Unexpectedly, Colonel. I prayed day and night, and God finally gave me another chance to kill you." Bao Hong lowered his body and shifted his weight to his left foot, ready to go like a full bow.


    "Did you do anything to Helena?" skzedusky asked. He wanted to ask this question when he met Bao Hong at kazimi day palace for the first time.


    But Bao Hong could not talk nonsense with his enemy. His left foot shot at skzedusky like an arrow. This time, Bao Hong''s knife pointed directly at skzedusky''s chest.


    Skoredusky hurried sideways to avoid. Bao Hong''s saber passed through the gap of skoredusky''s inlaid aristocratic long suit and cut a hole in skoredusky''s armor.


    Then Bao Hong became powerful, and his saber was like a surging sea wave. One saber was faster than the other, and one saber was heavier than the other, and they all pointed to the key of him.


    For a time, skzedusky was like a boat in the sea, which was in danger of overturning at any time. Bao Hong made thirteen knives in a row. Skoredusky had to step back every time he received the knife. But when he received the fourteenth knife, skoredusky didn''t step back and blocked Bao Hong back.


    At the end of a powerful crossbow, force cannot enter Lu Xuan. Skoredusky''s knife technique is between Bao hongben and Bozhong. The thirteen knives were not injured by Bao Hong, and the advantage has shifted to skoredusky''s side.


    The Colonel began to fight back. Like Bao Hong, skoredusky''s knife technique is just fierce all the way. The saber was like an iron bar in skzedusky''s hand, and Bao Honghu''s mouth cracked.


    What a Bao Hong. Seeing that he was at a disadvantage, he used a unique skill. Bao Hong escaped skoredoski''s chop and attacked skoredoski''s head and shoulders from top to bottom. But when skoredoski raised his knife to block, Bao Hong took off his right saber and changed it to his left hand, and his action changed from chop to lift.


    At this time, skoredusky''s lower body was wide open, and there seemed to be no way to stop Bao Hong''s fatal blow. The unexpected situation happened. Skoredusky flew up as expected and kicked Bao Hong''s chest before Bao Hong took the shot, breaking Bao Hong''s unique skill.


    Bao Hong fell to the ground. Scorzedusky''s kick broke at least three or four ribs.


    "Cough, is it Mikhail vorodyavsky?" Bao Hong lay on the ground coughing up a mouthful of blood.


    "It was Mikhail who taught me how to crack your trick," skzedusky said bluntly.