Book of Gods and Demons

On the night of the 17th, the Navy Club.

When the special investigation team was established, in the chaotic conference hall, this guy named Yanan Tang San Frando was like a typical lower-level nobody. Wearing an unremarkable coat, standing in the corner of the conference hall, protesting and appealing feebly.

The Consulate General of the Kingdom of Saint Xia in Tulum Port was wiped out. Yanan claimed to be a minor employee of the Consulate General and temporarily acted as plenipotentiary representative to appeal to the Durham Empire to protest the atrocities. Apply for compensation.

Is this a nobody who looks a bit humble and unremarkable, who claims to be Saint Xia's special envoy?

And he, without the slightest hesitation, instigated another attack against Joe.

The method used is still so violent-on the street, with a 100-cent army field gun, moved towards Joe blasted a shotgun.

Different from the Navy.

The Navy pays attention to the giant cannon of the giant ship, relying on the large ship as the launching platform, the naval gun caliber far exceeds that of the army field gun.

The one-hundred-centimeter field gun, placed in the Imperial Army of Durham, is already the largest type of conventional artillery that can appear on the battlefield. This field gun is mainly used to strike important enemy strongholds, such as small castles.

Used to bombard a person!

Qiao's anger rushed into his forehead, and his malice grew. He lifted his foot to Yanan's stomach and stepped on it.

Yanan let out a high-pitched cry of pain, his face turned pale with pain, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

both of his hands hugged his belly, twitched his body, and lifted the head hard to look at Joe: "I ask, according to the "Diplomatic Public Law", you must..."

"Public Diplomacy Law?" Joe raised his baton and slammed it on Yanan's right hand. A terrifying fracture sounded, and Yanan's right forearm suddenly bent 90 degrees.

His palm quickly congested, and within a short breath, azure lumps faintly appeared under the skin of his palm.

In the yard behind Joe, a middle-aged man in a navy uniform saw the fighting subsided. He turned around again and walked to the door of his yard. He said seriously to Joe: "This police officer According to the "Diplomatic Law"..."

Qiao turned his head abruptly, his brain a little hot with an uncontrollable anger.

He waved the heavy baton in his hand, moved towards the middle-aged man and whispered roar: "I don't care who you are, I don't care what your status is at the Ice Sea Kingdom Consulate. Go back to you Go to the den, or I will chop you up to fish for sharks!"

Dozens of Vito's guards aimed at the middle-aged man at the same time.

The middle-aged man who has always been acting quite gentlemanly, even a little deliberately pretentious, his face suddenly turned white, he raised high hands, and slightly raised his chin in helplessness.

"Okay, okay, the benevolent Muteste is here... I hope you can understand what you are doing. You are making mistakes..."

'Boom, boom '!

Joe snatched the blunderbuss of the guards around him, and fired two shots in a row. In front of the left and right toes of the middle-aged man, he exploded two pits the size of a bowl.

"My Spear Art is very bad, the next shot, I think, I will miss the target!" Joe stuffed the short gun back to the guard, and grabbed another one full of ammunition Of the binoculars.

The middle-aged man turned around without saying a word. Obviously, his heart was full of anger, so when he was walking, his right hand crutches stuck heavily on the ground, making a dull sound of'bang bang'.

Joe raised his hand, and "Boom Boom" fired two shots again.

One shot hit the crutch in the middle-aged mans hand, and the crutch made of ebony exploded into two pieces; the other shot, as expected, missed the target, and Joe hit the middle-aged man with one shot. At the entrance of the building, a street lamp on the door frame was shattered.

Joe twisted the short blunderbuss on his finger in a circle, and he deliberately used a middle-aged man to hear loudly and loudly said: "Be prepared to be a dead ghost. If someone reports that someone is shooting in his yard, Let him go to black jail for the dead ghost... prepare more witnesses to prove that it was the gun shot for the dead ghost!"

The bodyguards of the Vito family blew the whistle, taking pleasure in other people's misfortune watching I don't know if it was because of fear or anger, the skin became a cyan-green middle-aged man.

Let go of the nosy Ice Kingdom officer, Joe handed Duan Gun back to the guard, turned and moved towards Yanan and laughed.

"If you just bombard me, I won't be too angry."

"But you, not only want to kill me, your people, but also attack Tifa, you People who ran to the mid-levels and shot at my dear mother."

"Ah, Tifa is an extremely violent guy. I think the person you sent out must not know this. I am very Its hard to imagine what they have become now. But Liya, my dear mother, she is so gentle, so beautiful, so cute, and so harmless!"

Qiao Yan Raising the baton, Yanan smashed Yanan's left forearm and two calves in public in the face of Yanan's hoarse scream.

Yanan was hovered between life and death in pain, and his body twitched violently. He turned his eyes and fainted.

A sailor squatted down. He took out a handful of mixed tobacco froth. After lighting it, he blew thick smoke into Yanan's nostrils. The pungent smell of tobacco made Yanan cough violently. His eyes were bloodshot and he was forcibly pulled back from the edge of fainting.

"It's not me, it's not me!" Yanan no longer had the invisible arrogance that was just now.

The so-called statement that he will not say a word before seeing the plenipotentiary of the Kingdom of Saint Xia in Duren Empire, it has become a joke now.

The limbs were shattered by violence, Yanan couldn't help shed tears, and the corners of his mouth were constantly seeping out. He cried in a low voice: "I did nothing, I did nothing... what shelling? What assassination? I don't know, it has nothing to do with me!"

"I did nothing right Tifa, what Liya shot."

"It's not me, it's not me...I'm just a nobody who doesn't have much power..."

Joe raised his baton and knocked it off A thigh bone of Yanan.

A nobody who doesn't have much power?

The great Mu Zaishang, as a foreigner in Tulum Port, he can get a 100-cent army field gun. You say you are a nobody with little power?

Are you coaxing ghosts?

Qiao has fire in his heart, so he is merciless.

Yanan let out a hoarse howl again, he twitched, and moved towards Joe hissed and roared: "Be a man, for the sake of the benevolent Muteste, be like a man, why are you doing this? Cruel?"

"In the presence of so many people, in front of so many diplomats from various countries, you violently murdered the diplomats of the Kingdom of Saint Xia!"

" You ignore the "Public Diplomacy Law" and please respect the "MiddleLand Aristocratic Pact". I am a direct member of the Saint Frando family of the Kingdom of Saint Xia. I own the knighthood of the Kingdom of Baron. I deserve the treatment that the nobles deserve!"

Qiao shook his head. He looked down at Yanan, who was convulsed, his clothes were messed up, his pants were soaked with odorous liquid, coldly snorted and said: "Last night, the Imperial Family of Tulum Port In the Navy Club, hundreds of people testified for me. You are just a small employee of the Consulate General of the Kingdom of Saint Xia in Port Tulum."

"You are just a small nobody."

"The "Public Diplomacy Law" cannot protect you, a nameless and humble a nobody, "MiddleLand Aristocratic Pact", why protect you such a damn slut?"

Anan opened his mouth, Panting violently.

Joe put the baton directly into Yanan's mouth, almost directly into his throat.

Yanan's breathing became extremely difficult, his face flushed rapidly, and his eyes began to congestion. He wanted to struggle, but all his limbs were violently interrupted by Joe, and he was unable to struggle at all.

"Tell me why you shelled me. Tell me everything about the entire process of development, you can get timely treatment."

Qiao gloomy face looked at Yanan: "I didn't Kung Fu and a idiot like you are long-winded, I have dozens of voices, do you not speak, do you see those two 35-cent cuties? I will let one of them gently enter your body, and then'Boom 'That's..."

"Will you be from the front or from the back?" At this moment, Joe smiled like a ghost.

"I only have dozens of voices, distinguished noble diplomat...After ten voices, you will enjoy the most creative death penalty in MiddleLand's history. I am anxious to visit my elder sister, I Remember to visit my mother, so, I dont have time to play with you, do you understand?"

Qiao suddenly lowered his voice and stared fiercely at the red-faced Yanan: "I believe you You are a nobleman. I believe that you are the special envoy of Saint Xia, but what's the point? I can find ten thousand people to prove that I dont know your identity... You put up a desperate when I arrested you struggle, and then be beaten to death by random artillery!"

"I can find ten thousand witnesses, and you...you no one to rely on!"

Qiao waved his hand.

The Saint Xias who were captured at the same time as Yanan, they were wiped off their necks by these experienced, familiar, vicious and merciless sailors before they even had time to scream.

The blood has soaked the earth.

Yanan's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle, and he looked at Joe with an incredulous expression.

He finally understood that Joe was different from everyone he had encountered before, this guy... is actually crazy!

"Respect, Mr. Joe." As soon as Joe pulled the baton out, Yanan panted, using an extremely calm and powerful tone without the crying and panic before. Very solemnly said to Joe: "Behind me, is the Kingdom of Saint Xia! The entire MiddleLand, the only powerful kingdom qualified to be named "Holy"!"

"You are dead!" Joe looked at Yanan suddenly returned to normal, and raised the baton in his hand with melancholy eyes.

"You are dead." Joe gritted his teeth and was about to beat Yanan on the head with all his strength. The sound of rushing horses hooves came over, and a team of dozens of fast horses rushed along the street. .

"In the name of the empire." A handsome young man with two exquisite beards rode in the forefront. While riding wildly, he roared loudly: "I am the diplomacy of the German Empire Myers von Dolanborg, Director of the First Office of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in Tulum Port."

"Level 3 Police Officer Joe, I order you to release all Saint Xia diplomats."

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"Your actions have severely damaged the laws of the empire and caused great damage to the interests of the empire!"