Book of Gods and Demons

In the next few days, Joe took the old and new men to eat and drink in Ruhr City.

The natural scenery of Ruhr City is lacklustre. There are factories and mines everywhere. The rivers are darkened by industrial pollution, giving off a strange smell all the year round.

No scenery to see... Joe has never been interested in natural scenery.

Compared with Tulum Port, Ruhr City, with a longer history and richer heritage, has many luxurious hotels, and many extravagant restaurants, and these are the good things that Joe loves most!

Enjoy food and wine carefree, without worrying about any complicated tasks, so happy and happy!

In just two days, Marcos blended into the small group around Joe with a staggering speed.

His personal strength is strong-Tooth took a few family players and surreptitiously competed with Marcos, and then he was understated by Marcos and rubbed it on the ground. The subordinates of the Rittal family immediately recognized Marcos's strength. !

He is very powerful-the blood axe battle group, in the entire Ruhr city area, is also a fierce reputation. The number of the Blood Axe Group is not large, but they have had conflicts with several large 10,000-person mercenary groups, and the Blood Axe Group has not fallen behind at all.

The members of the Blood Axe battle group are all elite troops drawn by Marcos from the front line of the Lulai Plain. More than a thousand battle group members, all of which are above the extraordinary first-tier combat power, such a configuration, the comprehensive combat power is sufficient Comparable to a new-style flintlock rifle full of men!

With strong personal combat power and a brother with strong combat power, Marcos's performance was not arrogant or arrogant at all, but unusually gentle and restrained.

Every day when Joe went out, Marcos followed him silently, inexplicably making everyone feel a solid and reliable, and giving everyone a layer of confidence out of thin air.

The atmosphere in Ruhr is still tense, and the troops of the ‘Rebellion’ are still stationed in the city. All the armed forces of the militia in Ruhr City were shackled, and the leaders of the militia were ‘friendlyly invited’ by the army to go to the small black room to cooperate with the review.

The big men who swaggered the city of Ruhr on weekdays have all disappeared these days.

Patriarchs, elders, people of real power, as well as officials of the city hall, councillors of the city council, and extravagant princes and squeamish ladies of the major families have all disappeared these days.

Less than 30% of the factories in Ruhr started work normally. The production lines of many factories were stopped, and the workers squatted at home idly, relying on the bread distributed by the city hall every day.

More than a dozen giant airships hovered over the city of Ruhr. They hovered 10,000 feet above the ground. This was a desperate height and it was basically impossible for conventional weapons to attack them.

On the trestle stretched out by these giant airships, and in their open huge hanging warehouses, the densely packed huge bombs are daunting.

Under the deterrence of these giant airships and ground forces, the city of Ruhr was extremely calm.

Joe was carefree, unburdened, and undisturbed. With a large group of people, like locusts, he ate along the high-end restaurants.

Good wine, food...all day long, eating and drinking, the old and new subordinates around him fight each other, brag, and exchange feelings in a man-specific way. Soon the backbone of the blood axe battle group will be together with the old family and old people around Joe. It's got to be familiar.

And Joe, also learned more about Marcos.

This is an outstanding fighter who has served on the front line of the Lulai Great Plains for more than ten years. He killed thousands of the Lucia Imperial Army, and his hard work is enough to be promoted to the Imperial Army Major General.

"That kid, deducting the military merits of the brothers, and the potions we exchanged with credit are not right."

In a gorgeously furnished restaurant, Marcos was sitting next to Joe, holding a huge wine glass in his hands, frowning, and said: "After several brothers took the medicine, not only did they not break through the steps, but he vomited blood and was seriously injured. The sea of ​​energy and the sea of ​​spirit have all been damaged."

"Of course I have to settle accounts with him for this kind of thing." Marcos muttered a little annoyed: "I just poked his chest lightly with my finger. The kid was too squeamish, and his ribs broke a dozen. His. Backstage, a colonel who manages logistics in the army...what is his name?"

Cocked his head, Marcos shook his head, picked up the glass, and swallowed a liter of strong rum with a sip, and said nonchalantly: "Forget it, his name is not important, who cares about his name? That guy came forward to punish me... I just gave him a push, but his bones were too delicate, he broke his lumbar spine, and became directly half-length disabled..."

Spreading his hands, Marcos sighed: "Those Junkers, even if they joined the army, that is, the girls who are Jiao Didi, are not useful at all. I just gave a light push, he couldn't stand on his own and broke. The lumbar spine, can you blame me?"

"My military merits have been completely deducted. I beat my colleagues. Tsk, I think, I did hit someone... But the colonel, tut..." Marcos curled his lips: "The family behind him Reluctant and unforgiving, trying to calculate my brothers and me, they confided to the Lucians that we were ambushed in the wild several times."

"Forget it, I can't keep going. People are rich and powerful, and there are so many rules in the military, so I just don't do it." Marcos "quack" laughed: "I bring my brothers who are willing to go with me. , I returned to Ruhr City and founded the Blood Axe Troupe. My little life was just fine."

Joe swallowed a piece of veal steak in his mouth and asked him curiously: "The colonel's family didn't retaliate against you later?"

Marcos smirked a few times and rubbed his hands vigorously.

"Well, in the army, there are many rules... But where are there so many rules after leaving the army?" Marcos's smile was unusually honest and simple, just like an old farmer who abides by laws and regulations!

"Hahaha" Joe and the others laughed at the same time.

Yes, the army has rules, so Marcos and his actions can still be subject to military discipline; but leaving the army, like Marcos, with terrible personal strength... Once they want lawlessness, then the law is right Their binding force is really close to zero.

‘Boom, boom, boom’, someone knocked the door of the restaurant.

The knocking sound is heavy and penetrating, and the rhythm is not slow or slow, giving people a sense of deliberate majesty.

The door of the restaurant was pushed open, and several middle-aged men wearing black formal clothes, short capes and black hats walked in with a cold face. They looked at the bustling restaurant, and walked straight to the table where Joe was.

In the restaurant, Joe's old and new subordinates stood up one after another, and a dozen burly men left their seats and stood in the aisle, blocking the way of several people in black.

Joe picked up a piece of veal steak with a fork and yelled at several people in black, "Hey, here, today, we have a charter... If you want to have a meal, go somewhere else... If it's troublesome, hey , Hey... Billy, what's the charge for assaulting the police?"

At a glance, Joe could tell that these men in black were coming aggressively, and they were absolutely unkind.

Billy and a few chubby policemen stood up. They held sharp knives and looked at the men in black with firm faces—as long as they dared to move, Billy and the others would dare to scratch their faces. Knife, take their charge of'assaulting the police'!

"Marcos!" a middle-aged man roared majesticly.

"Colonel Chachalin." Marcos stood up slowly, pressing his hands on the dining table, and said in a deep voice: "I still think it's strange that you haven't appeared in front of me for a few days. I thought you were suddenly seriously ill. It's dead."

Joe raised his eyebrows and hooked his fingers: "Acquaintances? Then, let him come over!"

A group of blocking men separated from side to side, and a few people in black strode to the dining table where Joe was. Colonel Chachalin, who had spoken before, glanced at the wine and delicacies on the dining table, and raised his brows: "Well, I can’t see it, Ma Kos, you have been very generous these days."

Joe dropped the knife and fork in his hand, grabbed the napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth. He put his hands on his chest and leaned back gently. The high-back chair suddenly let out an overwhelmed whine, "click". , The joints of the back of the chair broke several places, and the restaurant manager standing by the side trembled with heartache.

Joe looked at Colonel Chacharin, his mouth crooked: "Where? The fault? Marcos?"

Marcos was about to speak, Chachalin took a step forward and walked over to Joe. He put his hands on the dining table and looked down at Joe who was sitting on the high chair. He said word by word: "This gentleman, I’m the Ruhr City Veterans Administration Office, which is responsible for monitoring and controlling strong combat veterans."

"What then?" Joe smiled disapprovingly.

"This Mr. Marcos next to you, according to our information, when he retired, he had an extraordinary fifth-tier combat power." Chaach Lin looked at Joe majesticly, his eyes gleaming with a strange light.

"Transcendent Tier 5 combat power...Do you understand what this concept is?" Chaachlin said solemnly: "This means that he alone is enough to pose a huge threat to the citizens of an empire in a city, causing a huge damage!"

Joe pouted again.

Ha ha, the extraordinary Tier 5 combat power?

The intelligence of this retired military management office seems to be a bit out of date... Marcos, this guy, is clearly a Tier 6 strength, and it is extremely powerful in Tier 6!

Well, either the intelligence of the Veterans Management Office is lagging behind, or Marcos deliberately concealed his true combat power... But no matter what the situation is ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ this Chacha Lin suddenly came to the door, it was all clear. There was a strange weirdness.

"So?" Joe picked up the sharp steak knife and lightly tapped the huge silver dinner plate in front of him, making a harsh sound.

Chachalin frowned, and he said solemnly: "So, you must sign the document and be responsible for everything Marcos does in the future... If he causes any harm to the empire, you must be jointly and severally liable."

"In addition, as the employer of Marcos and the Blood Axe, you must pay a security deposit."

"If Marcos and the Blood Axe team commit any violations of law and discipline and cause any harm to the public, all compensation will be paid from this deposit."

"Given Marcos' Tier 5 strength, this deposit... I think 10 million gold marks is very reasonable!"

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