Book of Gods and Demons

　　　　 Justice Weilun showed a subtle smile, looked at Bell very seriously, observed Bell, and wondered what was hidden behind the changing expression on his face.

　　 The well-aged Justice Wei Lun quickly determined one thing.

　　 The great Margaret III, not ruthless enough, has not pushed these super Junkers in the Ruhr City to the extreme.

　　 These guys feel the pain and feel wronged. They think that their interests have been greatly damaged... With the power they have in their hands, they can actually do something.

　　 But... these guys who are lawless on weekdays.

　　 They evaded taxes.

　　 They smuggled and betrayed the country.

　　 They steal power.

　　 They murdered and set fire.

　　 This group of super Junkers, who committed all crimes for the sake of the golden mark, did not hesitate to commit all the crimes, and for the green banknotes, who can do evil, rampant and unscrupulous...

　　 They are still a group of ‘humiliating businessmen’ in their bones!

　　They are afraid of death; they are afraid of things; they are afraid of losing their current title and power; they are afraid of their family falling into the mud from the clouds.

　　 "What do you want to do?" Justice Weilun thought he had understood Bell's calculations. He raised the glass again and took a sip of the red wine that was as red as diluted blood: "You want to rebel?"

　　 Justice Weilun smiled.

　　 Bell's face changed suddenly, and then he glanced in the direction of the door suddenly, then glanced again. He jumped up, rushed to the door of the room, opened the door, and confirmed that there was no eavesdropping outside the door, and after the small living room outside was empty and there was no one, he closed the door heavily and wiped his forehead. In a cold sweat, he returned to his seat.

　　"What are you kidding?" Bell said a little annoyed: "How can we rebel? This kind of thing, compared with tax evasion, smuggling and killing, is it possible to rebel against this kind of thing?"

"You guys, want to make your voice." Justice Weilun shook the wine glass, and the bright red wine was hung with a faint red color in the glass. Through the wine glass, Bell turned red. It's like a whole body of blood.

　　 "Yes, we want to make our voice... We must do something to make..." Bell stretched out his finger and pointed to the ceiling: "Let them understand that we are also angry."

　　 Justice Weilun smiled noncommittal.

　　Businessmen are businessmen, looking forward and backward, only for profit...You say they are timid, for money, they have nothing to dare to do; you say they are brave, they are inexplicably discouraged when they really want them to let go.

　　The terrible Majesty the Queen has already used a knife on them. What they are thinking about is that they only want to let the Queen know-‘They are angry too’!

　　啧……

　　 Justice Weilun laughed wildly at these super Junkers in his heart. He put down his wine glass and looked at Bell solemnly: "So, what are you going to do?"

"Your Majesty is in Ruhr, and we act according to the rules... We, of course, also have to follow reasonable, reasonable and legal procedures and act according to the rules." Bell raised the bottle, took a sip of wine in his mouth, and made a shot. Liquor burped, and said in a deep tone: "Of course you know that the royal family has just issued a Royal Hydra badge!"

　　 Justice Weilun's eyelids drooped, and his heavy eyelids obscured his gaze.

　　 This is an instinctive reaction-he won't let Bale guess his mental activity through the changes in his gaze.

　　 He tightened his face even more, and didn't move a single hair on his old face... He also wouldn't let Bell change his expression to guess what he was thinking.

　　 The Royal Hydra badge that Bell said.

　　 In front of Justice Weilun's eyes, there seemed to be a white, tender, mellow and soft face flashing past. That golden three-headed snake emblem that represents the favor and trust of the imperial royal family...If you don't envy it, it's true.

"The winner of that badge, something unpleasant happened at the Whispering Forest Club." Bell was too lazy to speculate about the mental activities of Justice Wilan, he directly picked the topic: "Joe Rong Witto, the royal dog, The ferocious hound, it was he who detonated the chaos in Ruhr and caused the follow-up."

　　 "This is a bit far-fetched." Justice Weilun looked at Bell very seriously: "As far as I know... he..."

"No one cares whether he is the real culprit, but after the chaos in Ruhr, he came to the imperial capital, his police rank was promoted, he got a few more enviable medals, and he got a concession. The Hydra badge that many marquis and even dukes envy."

　　 "We have suffered a tragic loss, we are deeply hit, we are like a group of poor groundhogs in a thunderstorm, huddled in a cave, quietly waiting for the rain and thunder to pass away... And he, the spring breeze is proud, promoted and rich!"

Shrugging his shoulders, Bell sighed: "The Minister of Police, Correll, personally arranged for him to enter the Judicial University...Oh, oh, it is conceivable that when he graduates, he should be on the same footing and have a lot to do in the police department! "

　　 "Let’s compare, Your Excellency Weilun, make a good comparison... When we were bruised all over, he was... so... so..."

Bell grinned, his smile a bit like a mad dog: "So, we... the Bergman family and all the Bergman family allies, everyone believes that he is the one selected by the royal family and detonated. The chaos in the Ruhr City has caused us a huge trouble, giving the royal family an excuse to attack us as the culprit."

　　 Justice Weilun continued to shake the wine glass, looking at Bell who was reddened through the wine glass: "You guys actually want to kill a chicken..."

　　 "Show me the two old monkeys!" Bell's expression was fierce, but his voice was suddenly lowered several times, and his gaze was rather startled and looked around.

　　 Justice Weilun frantically laughed at Bell's sternness in his heart—killing a chicken to show to the two old monkeys? Two old monkeys? Hehe, old monkey?

　　If Margaret III and Mata XIII knew what Bell said...Judge Willon could not imagine how terrible this guy would die!

　　 shook his head, Justice Weilun continued to droop his eyelids, continued to stretch his face, and said in a light tone in Furui Bubo: "Then, what do you mean by inviting me to lunch?"

"As I said earlier, the old monkeys act in accordance with the law. They are using formal procedures to rectify us with real evidence... Then, of course, we must use reasonable, reasonable, and legal formal procedures to treat us. The chubby little evil dog they sent fell to the ground!"

Bell stood up, supported the dining table with both hands, leaned forward, and stared at Justice Weilun. He said word by word: "We need your help... we need the help of your partners... we need you behind, Al’s help!"

　　 Justice Weilun raised the wine glass, drank the small half glass of wine, and then gently placed the wine glass on the table.

He sighed and shook his head: "Why are we? Uh, sorry, I think no one would be stupid enough to try to deal with a Hydra badge owner in the Imperial Capital... Hehe, especially, what we are facing now Had some trouble."

　　 Bell smiled surely, he grabbed the wine bottle and took another gulp.

　　 "Yes, you are absolutely right. No one would be stupid enough to deal with a little **** with a Royal Hydra badge in Hyderabad... But you are the only exception!"

　　 Justice Weilun laughed: "The only exception? Why! We help you, except for angering your terrible Majesty... I think this is like suicide! I can't think of the reason why we helped you!"

"We, help you solve the problems that your club is facing now." Bell took another sip of wine, he spit out, and said to Justice Wilan very seriously: "We, help you solve the biggest problem you are facing today. Trouble...or the deadliest crisis."

　　 Justice Willon’s smiling face suddenly froze: "We... a fatal crisis?"

Bell chuckled: "Isn't it, money? Trust us, the trouble that can be solved with money is not a trouble for us... You should believe in the strength of Ruhr City, and believe in us in the Ruhr City area. The strength of Junkers!"

　　 "The crisis you are facing right now, isn't it just a matter of money?"

　　 Justice Weilun was silent for a long time.

He grabbed the wine bottle next to him and poured himself a large glass of wine-he even disregarded the table manners, really poured himself a full glass... the liquid was almost overflowing from the wine glass Come out~www.wuxiaspot.com~This is an astronomical figure..." Justice Wilan put down the bottle and looked at Bell deeply.

"Hehe, for you, it's an astronomical figure... But for us, it's just a small investment... If we can use this little money, some people will understand our determination... This investment is worth it."

　　 Bell also looked at Justice Weilun deeply.

　　 Justice Wilan raised the glass, then swallowed a large glass of wine in one sip.

　　 He drank a little urgently, so he coughed several times.

　　 After putting down the glass, Justice Wilan said in a low voice, "I heard that Junkers never do business at a loss... Do you know how much wealth has been stolen in the underground treasury of Whispering Forest Club?"

Bell looked at Justice Weilun with a smile: "The wealth of the Al organization, 1.9 billion gold marks... the wealth of those distinguished guests, four to five billion gold marks... Other gold coins and banknotes are about 100 million gold marks. , This is your club’s public funds...roughly this number, right?"

　　 Justice Weilun’s heart burst into an angry anger again—it seems that there are people in the club whose mouths are not strict enough!

"Our investment will definitely be rewarded... and this reward is also on Joe Rong Witto." Bell gently asked Justice Weilun: "Are you interested in Sino-Ocean Business? The coveted road to big fortune!"

　　 Justice Weilun laughed ‘hehehe’, and he pointed at Bell and shook his head again and again.

　　 Sure enough, this group of Junkers, they are still unprofitable and can't afford it early... They are, they have to vent their anger, and take the opportunity to make money!