He shouted that they must have got me to extradite the carriage. An hour passed in such fear. They were awake at every place and fled. They were going back. At last, he saw a huge black-pressed village. It seemed that the carriage would definitely hit that thing, but as soon as the car turned, the giant was left behind. It was a fortress around Rome.

Oh, oh, Danglars shouted, we’re not going back to Rome, so the court didn’t send someone to chase me. My benevolent emperor had another idea floating in his mind, but they were
His hair stood on end. He remembered stories about Roman robbers that few people in Paris believed in. He remembered the adventure that Al Bermar rousseff told before Miss Eugenie’s engagement broke down. They might be robbers. He said verbally that when the car drove on a road harder than the gravel road, Danglars boldly looked at both sides of the road and saw two monuments on both sides. The details of the adventure of Morseff lingered in his mind. He was sure that he had been brought with him. Like a valley, he saw a circular sunken building, which was the rider on the right side of the Karakal Arena. As soon as the carriage stopped, the left door of the car hit.
Spanlasssjj followed by Italian. An imperative voice shouted that Danglars could drive a car. Although he didn’t speak Italian, he already knew the word. The half-dead baron looked around and four people surrounded him except the driver.
Span one of them took the lead in taking a fork off Appiah Road while talking. Danglars followed him silently and did not resist. He had to turn back. The other three people must follow him, but he seemed to feel that there was a man like a sentry at intervals.
After walking for about ten minutes, Danglars didn’t say a word before him in this issue. Finally, he found himself in a hill with a bunch of tall weeds. Three people silently formed a triangle, and he was the center of the triangle. He wanted to talk, but his tongue didn’t listen.
Spanlasssjj Italian forward translation note span is the harsh and overbearing voice
This time Danglars became even whiter. He not only understood the words, but also understood the meaning of the movement. Because the man behind him pushed him very rudely, he almost bumped into the man who led the way in front. This man was our friend Pi Pi Nuo. He plunged into the weeds and walked along a lizard or weasel to recognize it as an avenue path. He stopped in front of a small tree that covered a rock. The rock was half-covered, but a man got in. As soon as he turned around, the young man disappeared like a fairy tale demon. The man behind you told him to do the same, and now he has no doubt that he has fallen into the hands of Roman robbers. Danglars, like a man in danger and in a dilemma, was inspired by fear. He carried out the order and went in like Pi Nuo, although his belly caused him a lot of inconvenience
He didn’t open his eyes until his feet touched the ground. The road inside was wide but it was dark. Pi Nuo struck a fire and lit a torch. Now he has reached his own place, and he is no longer afraid of being recognized. The other two men followed Danglars as his defender. As soon as Danglars stopped, they pushed him forward. They walked along a gentle slope to a horrible intersection. A coffin was dug in the wall, and the tomb set off the white stone wall like a skeleton with big eyes in the dark.
A sentry turned his rifle to his left hand, he shouted.
Pi Nuo said where is the captain?
Over there, the sentry pointed his hand behind his back. There was a hall dug like a rock. The lights in the hall shone into the tunnel through the arched porch.
A good deal, captain. A good deal, Pi Nuo. Italian says he grabbed Danglars by the collar and dragged him to the doorway. He dragged him through the doorway and into the hall. It seems that the captain is there.
Is this the man? asked the captain. He was absorbed in reading Protace Alexander.
It’s the captain. That’s him.
Great. Let me see him.
Hearing this rude order, Pi Nuo raised the torch to Danglars’ face. Danglars was so scared that he stepped back and burned his eyelashes. He was pale and full of horror.
The man is tired. The captain said to take him to bed.
Emperor Danglars secretly said that he said that the bed was probably a coffin in a hole in the wall, and that I could enjoy sleep probably because of the dagger shining in the shadow.
It was Al Bermar Cerf who found him reading the memoirs of Caesar’s history. Danglars found that he was studying the words of Alexander’s leader. His words awakened his companions. They sat up from the dead leaves or wolf skins in the four corners of the hall. The banker groaned and led others forward. He neither begged nor whined because he had no energy, will or feeling. No matter where they led him, he would obediently follow. Finally, he found himself at the foot of a staircase. He mechanically raised his legs. After five or six steps, a short door hit him in front of him, and he bowed his head and hurt his forehead. He walked into a small basement dug in a rock. This time, the cellar was clean although it was not painted, but it was dry although it was buried deep in the ground. In a corner of the cellar, a hay bed was made with sheepskin. Danglars’ eyes suddenly lit up when he saw the bed. He thought it was a symbol of security. Oh, praise the emperor. He said it was a real bed.
Spanlasssjj Italian arrived. The guide said that he pushed Danglars into the cellar and closed the door behind him.
Danglars became a prisoner as soon as the latch of Grara rang, and even without the latch, he could not have escaped from the heavily guarded tomb of Saint-Sebastian to this group of robber leaders. We must have recognized that it was the famous Luigi Vampa, and Danglars also recognized him. When Al Bermar rousseff talked about the robber in Paris, Danglars did not believe that he was there, but now he not only recognized him, but also recognized that he had visited the Albert cellar. This place was probably specially reserved for foreigners. These memories brought Danglars. He felt a little calmer. Since the robbers didn’t want to kill him at once, he thought they didn’t want to kill him at all. They arrested him for money. Since he had a few pieces of gold with him, Louis believed that they would definitely let him go. He remembered that the ransom of Morcerf seemed to be 4,000 crowns, because he believed that Bimal Seve was much more important. He set the ransom at 1,000 crowns, which was equivalent to 40,000 livres, and now he is around with 5.5 million francs. With this money, he must be able to recover and be bound by something he had never heard of. The ticket ransom was as high as 5.5 million francs, and he believed that he could leave this place without breaking a lot of money. He lay in bed and turned it over two or three times, and then fell asleep as quietly as Luigi Vampa read the protagonist.
Chapter 115 Luigi Vampa Menu
Except for Danglars’ fear of that kind of sleep, we always wake up every time we sleep. He wakes up. For a Parisian who is used to sleeping in silk sheets, watching velvet walls and smelling sandalwood, it seems like an unhappy dream when he wakes up in a limestone cave, but in this case, the strongest suspicion is enough to become a certain doubt in the blink of an eye.
But he told himself that I was in the hands of the robbers that Al Bermar Cerf said. His first move was to take a deep breath to confirm whether he was injured or not. This way, he came from Don Quixote. He had never read this in his life, but he still had some impressions on it.
No, he said that they didn’t kill me or hurt me, but they may have robbed me of my things, so he quickly reached into his pocket with his hands. He found the small wallet containing 550,000 francs for coupons. He said that they didn’t take my wallet. Last night, I said that they wanted me to pay the ransom. My watch is still here. Let me see what time it is. Danglars’ watch is a famous watchmaker, Brigitte. Last night, he carefully wrapped it and hid it. Now the hour hand is at 5: 30. Without this watch, Danglars will know the truth. It seems more appropriate for him to ask the robbers to negotiate, or to wait patiently for them to come. He just waited for him until twelve o’clock. At this time, when a sentry at his door was finally guarding the clock, the sentry changed classes. Danglars suddenly had a strong desire to see the man guarding him.
He noticed a few rays of light coming through the crack of the poorly assembled door panel. He put his eyes to a crack of the door and happened to see the robber drinking brandy, which smelled very unpleasant because it was packed in a leather bag. He shouted and retreated to the farthest corner of the cellar.
At twelve o’clock, another robber came to change shifts. Danglars wanted to have a look at the new watchman and went to the door again. He was a tall and muscular robber with big eyes and thick lips and a flat nose. His red hair hung like a snake over his shoulders. Oh, my God, Danglars shouted, this guy looks like a man-eating monster, but I am too old and too hard to chew, which shows that Danglars still has enough energy to joke. At that time, he seemed to prove that he was not a man-eating monster. The man took some black bread, butter and garlic from his dry food bag and wolfed them down.
Damn it, Danglars looked at the robber’s lunch through the crack of the door and said, damn it, I really don’t understand how people can eat such dirty things, so he went back to sit on the bed and the sheepskin reminded him of the smell of wine just now
However, the rule is that the violation of the law is irresistible to a hungry stomach, that is, the roughest food. Danglars felt that he had no resources in his stomach at that time. Gradually, it seemed to him that the span was not so ugly, and the bread was not so dark, and the butter was relatively fresh. The vulgar garlic was disgusting to the barbarian food. He also remembered that when he ordered the kitchen to prepare chicken soup, he even brought exquisite side dishes. He got up and knocked at the door. Danglars looked up and knocked on the door again when he knew he had heard it.
Come on, Danglars knocked on the door with his fingers and said, I think it’s time to get something for me to eat.
But I don’t know whether it was because he didn’t understand what he said or because he didn’t receive an order to treat Danglars’ nutritional problems. The guard didn’t answer, but he continued to eat his black bread. Danglars felt that his respect was hurt. He no longer wanted this ugly guy to say anything.
Four hours later, another robber came to relieve the shift. Danglars’ stomach ached like something was biting. He slowly got up and put his eyes under the door to recognize his wise guide face. This man was really Pi Nuo. He was preparing for the most comfortable way to take on the watchman. He sat facing the door with a earthen pot with bacon and boiled peas on his legs. Next to the earthen pot, there was a small basket of Velletri grapes and a bottle of oviedo wine. Pi Nuo was obviously a man who was fastidious about food. When he saw this, Danglars suddenly drooled. Well, he thought to himself, let me see if he was better than that.
When he came, Pi Nuo shouted that he often finished his stay at Signor Pastrini’s hotel and knew French habits.
Danglars immediately recognized him as the one who shouted at him on the road.
The man who put his head in, but now is not the time for revenge. He pretended to be the most affectionate and said with a kind smile, I’m sorry. Aren’t they going to feed me?
Adults are a little hungry.
I’m not hungry. I haven’t eaten for 24 hours.
Danglars said, and then he said in a high voice, I’m hungry, very hungry
Then my Lord hopes
Horses eat if possible.
That’s the easiest thing. Pi Nuo said we should eat anything here, but of course we have to pay, just like honest Christians.
Of course, Luo Teng Graer shouted, but it is supposed that those who catch people should feed their prisoners less.