Book of Gods and Demons

Jumped off the carriage, touched the two large beards on the upper lip, and twisted gently at the end of the beard to make the beard look more warped. Hesse hummed a brisk little tune, and walked into the splendorous and majestic Tulum Port City Hall with the steady pace that the noble Lord should have.

More than a dozen guards, four people were separated to follow Hesse, and the others were surrounded by the carriage, bypassing the city hall building and heading to the special parking lot behind.

Along the way, many people were separated from each other and bowed to Hessian.

Ordinary employees of the City Hall, small officials from various departments, small merchants, boat owners, and small nobles who come to the City Hall to do business, as well as those who sell wine, olive oil, fruits, and vegetables around Tulum Port Little rich man and so on.

Seeing Hessian, no one dares to neglect.

"Good morning, Vito Lord!"

"You look great today, Vito Lord!"

"Have a perfect day, Vito Lord."

Hessian reserved his greetings to these people nodded. The Vito family has deep roots in Tulum Harbour. Among these people, many of them have inextricably linked relationships with the Vito family.

Walking through the large hall on the first floor of the city hall, follow the stairs to the sixth floor of the city hall. A thin middle-aged man is standing at the top of the stairs, frowning, and gulping. Mixed tobacco with a pungent smell.

Behind the lean man, at the end of a spacious corridor, there was noisy voices in the half-open door, an angry roar could be heard, and some people were patting the table.

"Hesse." The thin man raised his hand and greeted Hesse.

"Mald." Hessen picked up his beard in surprise: "Did the great Mu get lost today? Did he rise from the west today? Dear Wells Lord, are you not? You must wait until all of us are gathered before you arrive slowly to reflect your status?"

Hessian walked to the thin man Mordel, extended the hand, and gestured on his chest For a moment, then grinned.

The position of his gestures is exactly as tall as Model's height.

Mordell is a typical Tulun Harbor native, only a little over five feet five inches tall. Standing next to Hessian, he looks particularly short and shriveled. Such actions by the tall and burly Hessian were undoubtedly a malicious provocation.

Behind Model, several men were sitting lazily on the lounge chair against the wall. Seeing Hessian acting like this, they tightened their bodies abruptly and stood up like an awakened cheetah. _Eye shows the ominous light took two steps here.

These mens riding boots are wearing brown canvas hunting pants, long-sleeved white cotton shirts, and black and yellow leather vests. Each of them wears a large leather belt that is colorful and old for a few years. The workmanship is exquisite and gorgeous. It is inlaid with various pearls, gems, and gilt and silver.

This is a typical Cassica style, and the Cassica people are synonymous with local forces in Tulum.

The four guards behind Hessian quickly crossed Hessian, wearing a full set of hunting suits, they grinned, and opened their coats to reveal the fire blunders and swords hanging from their waists.

The two sides didn't say a word, but the atmosphere became extremely tense, and there was a stance of disagreement.

Hesse and Mordel did not restrain their guards. The two families fought in public and privately, this is a tradition that has lasted for many years. The Vito family can have today's scale, and they are all bite off bloody from the local forces headed by the Wells family.

The two sides have blood and hatred, there is no need to hypocritically show hypocritical etiquette.

Mordel smoked a cigarette, mixed tobacco made with tobacco, rosemary, and betel leaf in a certain proportion, which stimulates, refreshes, and is said to be able to expel parasites within the body. Tradition of the Jiaxijia people.

It's just that the taste of this mixed tobacco is extremely bad, no one can stand this taste except for the real old Jiaxijia people.

Hesse took out a big cigar and held it in his mouth, and leaned his head in front of Model: "Set a fire, so you are here to wait for me today. Lets talk about it, maybe , Who knows?"

Mald stood on tiptoe slightly, took a few hard breaths, and the cigarette in his mouth lit up suddenly. Hessians cigar reached the flame of the cigarette, and Hessian smoked a few vigorously and lit the cigar by the fire.

This is a tacit understanding, which means that Hessen is willing to give Mordel this face, and he is willing to waste a little time to listen to what the old rivals want to say.

The Vito family and the Wells family are undoubtedly rivals, but they are both members of the Tulum Port Seven Committee, and sometimes it is inevitable that Hessian and Mordel will join hands to do something.

For example, we will join forces to put some "Cross River Qianglong" who dont know the immensity of heaven and earth and want to share a glass of profit from Tulum Port into a beer barrel, and pour enough volcanic cement into it Later, it was thrown into the deep sea outside Tulum Harbor.

There is no shortage of precedents for such cooperation.

Port of Tulum, the committee of seven has the final say. In addition to the Seven-member Committee, Tulum Port City Hall, and even the Lord Mayor of Tulum Port, are equivalent to the steward and servants jointly hired by the Seven-member Committee to help them handle various chores, nothing more.

Being a member of the seven-member committee, falling in love and killing each other, and cooperating with each other, this kind of thing is gone.

Mordel spit out a few pungent smokes, and said vaguely: "Three months ago, three large cargo ships of the Rose Chamber of Commerce were unloaded at Yuchang Wharf. Three thousand barrels of cane sugar. But obviously, these three thousand barrels of cane sugar have not been taxed."

"Two and a half months ago, five medium-sized cargo ships of the Rose Chamber of Commerce unloaded 10,000 yuan at the maw wharf. Good rum on the barrel. The Turing family expressed great dissatisfaction with this. These goods have greatly impacted their familys market share."

"These rums are taxed , But there are only a thousand barrels on the tax bill!"

"Of course, whether it is cane sugar or rum, this is a small problem."

"Next, it will be a month and a half The previous thing. The Golden Rose Ocean Fleet of the Rose Chamber of Commerce returned to Tulum Port and brought back a large amount of silk and tea. Silk and tea, which are under the license of the Rose Chamber of Commerce, Tulum Port and Chamber of Commerce agreed The business license was issued."

"But the warehouse of Golden Rose Ocean Fleet was actually mixed with a lot of black pepper." Mordel sighed heavily: "A total of 10,000 pounds of black pepper. According to the current market, one pound of black pepper is equivalent to one pound of gold."

"4.5 million golden marks, ten thousand pounds of black pepper, 4.5 million golden marks." Mordel's face was very gloomy: " Dear Hessian, Spices, those charming Little Brat, have always been the private land of my Wells family."

"Some small Chamber of Commerce, they can get some from the Wells family. Trading share, their ship can bring back a part of the spice sales. Every year, listen clearly, every year, their small Chamber of Commerce may have one hundred pounds? Two hundred pounds? Three hundred pounds? That's all. "

"And you, Hessian, your rose Chamber of Commerce, the ocean-going fleet has four fleets: golden rose, silver rose, copper rose, and iron rose. Every three months, there will be one Zhi Yuanyang fleet returned to Tulum."

"I found out this time that the black pepper that hurts my familys interests was 10,000 pounds. Hessian, I know you are bold and regardless of the law. and of natural morality, is it the first time you secretly do a spice business? Only ten thousand pounds of black pepper?"

"This is not good, it is very bad, you hurt it again and again. For the benefit of my friends."

Model dropped the cigarette butt that almost burned to the corner of his mouth , Stepped on with a strong foot, crushed the cigarette butt, fiercely crushed it.

Hesse took a hard sip of the cigar, and he looked down at Model: "Then, Honorable Model Jung Wells, you were here early today to wait for me. , What do you want to say?"

Mordel shrugged his shoulders and took out a scratched, obviously old sterling silver cigarette case from the waistcoat bag, and took out a slender cigarette from it. Of mixed cigarettes.

Hessian lowered his head initiatively and moved his head over. Model lit the cigarette by the fire on the cigar. The two took a deep breath at the same time, and then spit out thick smoke.

"Small problems, they are all small problems." Model coughed and said dryly: "I forgive everything you did before, and everything before that has never happened."

"As generous as you, I am very touched." Hessen spit out a perfect smoke ring: "Although I don't care, but since you took the initiative, then, you want to get from me What do you get?"

Mald took out a folded white paper from his trouser pocket. He spread the white paper and placed it on the stair guard in front of him.

"The basic losses of the Zhongqiu bloody case have been counted."

"2,378 residential houses were destroyed by shelling, two hundred and 45 large and small shops were destroyed, innocent citizens There were 1,800,97 deaths and more than 10,000 wounded. There were also the patrolmen and mounted police who were casualties."

shook the head, Model said solemnly: "Roughly estimated, the economic loss this time exceeded 80 million gold. Mark. Public opinion is boiling, not mentioning the citizens of Tulum Port, this incident will definitely alarm Imperial Capital."

"Who will bear the loss?" Mordel looked at Hessen.

The two said in unison: "Of course impossible is us, we are the victims."

With a cough, Model put away the paper and put his hands in his trouser pockets. He looked straight at Hessian: "You must already know the origins of those people. Of course we can't offend the Imperial Intelligence Headquarters."

"Navy?" Hessian laughed and patted Mordel. On the shoulders: "They provoked the battle. The shelling must be directed at them. Moreover, the shells of the old fort were also moved from the warehouse of the military port."

"Army!" Model gritted his teeth, and squeezed out a sentence from the gap between his teeth: "Of course it is the responsibility of the Army Military Intelligence Service. Hessian, as long as we have a unified caliber, I know that you have a good relationship with the police department. We can get an investigation report as soon as possible."

"It is the Army's responsibility!" Mordel's voice became soft: "As long as we have a unified caliber, the things I said before... "

"We must seek truth from facts." Hessian strode towards the conference hall at the end of the corridor, and said without looking back: "What promise did the Navy give you? That's your business."

"We must seek truth from facts. Whose responsibility is the responsibility."

Looking at Hessian's back, Model took a few puffs of cigarettes, and then heavily Threw the cigarette butt on the ground.