The merchant''s head was hit hard, and his body fell to the ground like a sack full of heavy objects.


    Che Chen observed the next four weeks again. Seeing no one around, he dragged the unconscious business into the warehouse, and then closed the door.


    At this time, Fatima and others in the warehouse have taken out the lock armour from the box of hidden weapons on the cart and put it in their coat. When Fatima saw Cherchen coming in, she also handed him a lock armour.


    Chechen put a lock on his body and said, "we''ll hide here. We''ll go out when they have dinner. Fatima, take them to the canteen and control the people inside. Remember, try not to use a pistol. If someone resists, kill them."


    Fatima gave a "um". Then she asked Che Chen, "Captain, what about you?"


    "I''ll go to Mehmed Pasha''s bedroom." Chechen kicked the merchant who fainted on the ground and continued: "this guy told me that Mehmed Pasha''s dinner was eaten alone in the bedroom."


    So Chechen and his 21 warriors waited in the warehouse for the dinner bell to ring. The warehouse is very stuffy and the air is not circulating. After a while, fine beads of sweat rose on everyone''s forehead.


    Chechen kept looking at the only vent in the warehouse. Only from there can he observe the passage of time. The sky gradually changed from blue to black. With a burst of bell, Chechen knew that it was time for dinner.


    "Fatima, I''ll go out first. You''ll go in half an hour." Chechen ordered, then put on the Turkish clothes and high hat already prepared and walked out of the warehouse.


    Walking in the corridor, Che Chen lowered his head as much as possible and pretended to be in a hurry. Although they met some guards and maids in the mansion on the way, they all just went to the canteen for dinner. They only took a look at Chechen passing by and didn''t doubt him.


    After turning a few more corners, Chechen was close to Mahmoud Pasha''s bedroom.


    Chechen hid at a corner. He leaned out and took a quick look at Mahmoud Pasha''s bedroom. The door of the bedroom was open and the lights were bright inside. A well-known male and female attendants kept coming in and out with food, while at the door, two Turkish light infantry stood with their hands on the handle of their knives.


    Che Chen saw that although the two Turkish light infantry were standing at the door, they did not check the people in and out or the food brought in. So, Chechen had a plan.


    Chechen followed a group of waiters to the kitchen.


    In the kitchen, Chechen accidentally picked up a dish of pudding made of rice, starch, sugar, saffron and almonds, then returned to the door of Mehmed Pasha''s bedroom and went straight in.


    When he just stepped into the light in the room from the darkness outside the door, Cherchen was extremely frightened. Because he was worried that the two Turkish light infantry would look at him. If they knew the faces of all the servants in the mansion, they would be exposed.


    Sure enough, come whatever you''re afraid of.


    When Chechen''s foot entered the bedroom door, a Turkish light infantry standing on the left suddenly asked, "Why are you alone?"


    This question scared the heart of Cherchen to speed up. One of his feet was outside the gate and didn''t come back for a long time.


    "Ask you!" the Turkish light infantry drank again impatiently.


    At this time, Chechen took back his feet, lowered his head, held the plate over his head and raised it to the eyes of the Turkish light infantry.


    "Zafah, you scared him."


    Another Turkish light infantry came up to his companion and grabbed a pudding with his hand.


    "Pasha likes to eat this food, which seems to be added temporarily in the kitchen," the Turkish light infantry explained.


    "Well, it should be. You go in." the guard named zafah also grabbed a pudding like his classmates, and then urged Cherchen to go in quickly.


    Che Chen put down the tray held high and quickly turned and walked into the bedroom. At last, there was no danger.


    Stepping into the gorgeous bedroom of Mahmoud Pasha, Chechen saw precious treasures, and even porcelain from the East. He opened the curtain made of pearls and walked into the bedroom of Mahmoud Pasha. There were all kinds of food in it. The fat Mahmoud Pasha was picking a grape from a small round table in a silk nightgown, and then walked back to bed with bloated steps.


    On the bed covered with an ivory mat lay a graceful beauty in tulle. The beauty was tied with her hands and feet, and a rope was tied to her mouth. Because of the tulle hanging around the bed, Chechen couldn''t see the woman''s face clearly.


    Mahmoud Pasha put the grape on the beauty''s lips, rolled it twice, and then put it into his mouth.


    "How sweet!" said Mahmoud Pasha, squinting and laughing.


    Then, his fat hand put on the beautiful woman''s white leg and stroked it from the calf to the thigh.


    This scene of beautiful women and wild animals makes Chechen blush. He coughed uncontrollably.


    Mahmoud Pasha raised his head. When he saw Chechen with pudding at the door, Mehmed Pasha angrily scolded, "Damn it, who told you to come in. Get out of here quickly, put down the pudding and get out of here!"


    Chechen silently carries the pudding and is ready to put it on the table. When he bent down, a gust of wind from the window blew up a corner of the tulle on the bed. Chechen can also see the beauty''s face on the bed.


    The beauty was oxana, who had just escaped from her ship.


    This situation, this scene, really let Che Chen sigh unceasingly. Although I don''t know how Oksana got into the bed of Mahmoud Pasha, she was forced to look like that. This is just out of the tiger''s den and into the wolf''s nest. And a coyote.


    "What are you looking at? Don''t get out of here. Damn it, I''ll dig your eyes tomorrow." Mahmoud Pasha was furious when he saw that Cherchen didn''t get up for a long time and his eyes were still looking at his woman. He was ready to teach Cherchen a lesson tomorrow.


    "Sorry, Lord Pasha."


    Chechen pretended to be afraid and ready to plead and walked towards Mahmoud Pasha. Che Chen walked slowly, and his hands slowly stuck to the trouser legs hidden on the dagger.


    Mahmoud Pasha looked at Chechen in a low voice. Of course, he would not let go of the servant who made a mistake, but if the man in front of him could sincerely repent and cry to soften his heart, he would leave an eye for him as Pasha.


    Mahmoud Pasha was thinking so, but he saw a dark shadow cut into his neck.


    Mahmoud Pasha fell before he could even scream.


    "Long time no see. No, one day no see, Oksana." Chechen took back his knife, smiled and said behind Mahmoud Pasha.