Book of Gods and Demons

The soldiers charged the Golden Anchor Club.

They rushed past Crowder, the old board door of the Golden Anchor Club fell off the door frame in twos or twos, and there was a loud bang, and the shot was heavy. To the ground.

After that, there was the sound of tables and chairs falling to the ground in the building, and the sound of broken porcelain and glass. There were even more exclamations of waiters and maids, followed by the rough roars and abuses of the soldiers rushing into the building.

Claude the old man, flustered and exasperated, ran back to the club. He yelled loudly to make everyone shut up and let everyone cooperate with the soldiers.

Joe turned his head, bent down, put the sword in his hand on Sinbads neck, grinning grinningly: "This situation, this scene, how emotional? We are old friends, real old friends Now, I followed Gorkin and fought you bloody battles no less than a hundred times!"

"Tragic, how tragic? Gorkin was interrupted by your arms and legs, and so did I. Of course, your losses Bigger! In my memory, that's it! Your losses are even bigger!"

"We have blood and hatred, and there is no doubt that we have rancor."

"So, I can understand that for revenge, you can calculate countless crafty plots and machinations on me."

"I even thought about it when Gorkin's last home letter was sent back. I might one day, like you, was interrupted, lying involuntarily on a remote beach, unable to make any noise!"

"We are all men. Men, If you cant beat it, you have to admit defeat, and sincerely admit defeat! Lose money, or whatever, to give up a large amount of profit, this is a very normal operation."

"But you want to murder me Dear mother!"

Joes eyes were shining with scarlet light, and Sinbad could indeed see the ominous rays of light in Joes eyes.

"I have no choice."

"I love my mother Liya! I love my elder sister Tifa!!! I love my younger sister Weimar!!!"

"They are such beautiful and kind people, how dare you, how can you really attack them?"

"Oh, of course, you did not attack Weimar , But you will definitely do this. So, you must die!"

"You, and all your family...including all the cheating couples in the Wells family...If I dont kill If you die, you will hurt my relatives...what else can I do?"

"I have no choice!"

The ancient silver-handled sword in Joes hand, Gently across Sinbad's face, he cut a bone deep wound on his face.

Blood water ran down his face, and Sinbad's body twisted violently.

Claude the old man screamed in the club, and then ran out again.

When he ran out, the saber cut across Sinbad's face.

Having witnessed all this, he raised his cane, hissed and screamed, making a gesture to pounce on Joe standing on the salted fish cart.

Two soldiers stood in front of Crowder. The flintlock rifles with bayonets in their hands crossed each other, and the cold light flashing bayonets almost pierced Crowder's chest.

Claude, who is highly respected in Tulum Harbor, has a strong personal strength, wealth, power and so on are enough to call the wind and summon the rain, and his body stiffens, and he stops angrily.

In his mind, Joe is nothing.

Joes father, Hessian, is nothing.

What is the Vito family? It's nothing more than a family of foreigners.

But the iron-grey uniforms in front of me... these soldiers in iron-grey uniforms!

Crowder forcibly resisted the urge to shoot.

The soldiers of the empire represent the will of the empire.

Unless the Haydn family wanted to rebel, Cloud would definitely not be able to act on these two soldiers who seemed to him extremely ordinary.

40 years ago, the millions of troops of the Durham Empire went southward and destroyed hundreds of thousands of militias in Tulum Harbor in just two days. That battle has left a deep impression of the invincibility of the empire in the hearts of old people like Claude.

The two soldiers sternly pushed their rifles forward.

Crowder raised his hands and took two steps back expressionlessly.

The soldiers behind Joe are tall and tall, about four inches taller than the local natives in Tulum. They are young, courageous, full of energy, fighting intent prosperous. They are descendants of the imperial army that conquered Port Tulum and Jiasijia. Their grandfather and father came from the north of the empire.

In Jiasijia Island, in Port Tulum, these imperial army soldiers form their own factions.

They are incompatible with the locals, they have blood and blood feuds with the locals, and they have an absolute psychological advantage over these short locals psychologically.

The two little soldiers, when they looked towards Claude Old Man, in their hearts, they all looked down from a commanding view-just a native Messy Old Man!

That's it.

An ensign officer walked up with several soldiers. The ensign grabbed Crowder's cane and twisted both of his hands behind him. A soldier was holding a specially made steel essence handcuffs, which was enlarged and aggravated, and buckled it heavily on Claude's wrist.

Claude pursed his lips and looked at Joe deeply.

Joe stepped on Sinbads chest, and the blood on the ancient war knife in his hand was red, and the blood continued to slide down the knife, drop by drop on Sinbads face and chest, which was struggling. on.

This sword is very evil.

It sliced through Sinbad's face, and a strange force remained on the wound, and the blood continued to flow out without any signs of coagulation to stop the bleeding.

Blood water flowed down Sinbads neck to the car plate of the salted fish car, and then from the cracks in the car plate, dripping'tick to tick' on the street, and soon The street was blurred into a small beach.

Claude lowered his head and looked at the blood dripping from the salted fish cart. He finally couldn't help but said coldly: "Joe, the vicious and merciless Little Brat, you want Xin How bad was Bada died of blood loss?"

"Why not?" Joe smiled and looked at Claude. His words changed Claude's face suddenly.

"He participated in the assassination of my mother Liya, so he deserves to die, right?" Joe smiled brilliantly: "In the words of my father Hessian, you can choose to fight. But how and when it will end, its up to us!" Crowders old face twitched violently, he lifted the head, looked at Joes brilliant smiling face, his face became extremely gloomy .

Sinbad participated in the assassination of Liya?

Claude cursed angrily in his heart, these stupid little boys, there is no doubt that they have broken the bottom line.

Its not that people who cant assassinate Vitos family, the indigenous people of Cassica Island can assassinate two consecutive Duke of Cassica, let alone the Vito family?

But this kind of breakthrough bottom-line assassination must be approved by their elders, and their elders who control real power. The entire Port of Tulum, and all things on the entire Jiasijia Island, should have their permission before they can happen.

Sinbads unauthorized actions will cause trouble for everyone.

The trouble can be eliminated, and Claude firmly believes that there is no trouble that cannot be solved.

Even the trouble caused by the assassination of Mistress of Vito's family can be easily solved within the committee of seven.

But Sinbad's acts of bypassing their elders, bypassing them, and elders in power, acting without authorization...must be severely punished.

Claude's eyes grew darker, he looked at the small pool of blood on the ground.

Also, let Sinbad, a little idiot, who is mad and disrespectful of his elders, die here. Perhaps his death can still be a bargaining chip?

Claude lifts the head, looking at Joe, grinning: "Mrs. Leah is all right. It's really good."

Joe ignored Claude.

These Old Guys, one by one, wily old fox are both vicious and merciless. Joe has heard of Clouds many great achievements since he was a child-including, for a little share of the Golden Anchor Club, He personally sank one of his son-in-laws into the sea!

This kind of Old Guy, don't talk nonsense with him, find the opportunity to kill him directly, this is the safest and safest way.

The sound of messy footsteps came.

A team of soldiers walked out of the Golden Anchor Club, and then they quickly lined up on both sides of the clubs gate.

There are steel essence chains around their necks, and they are strung together with steel essence chains. A group of gorgeously dressed men and women out of the ordinary walked out with red faces.

The shackles on the neck and the iron chain that strung them together. This is what a standard transport slave does.

Its almost dusk, and its the time when the gentlemen and ladies of Tulum Ports upper class dine and socialize. The soldiers were tortured together like slaves and violently expelled these people, one by one. He is well-dressed, jeweled and well maintained, and every hair and beard is meticulously taken care of.

The elder of them can be nearly 70.

Among them are young, about ten years old.

They are all leading figures among the natives of Tulunport. Among them, there are half a hundred men and women. They are members of the Tulum Port Seven-member Committee, in addition to the Vito family, and the other six direct members of the Great Family.

In addition to them, the remaining two to three hundred men and women are also core members of the other Great Family in Tulum Port.

There are a lot of people here, Joe knows them all, and they have all dealt with them with fists and sticks. Among their elders are the senior officials of the Tulum Port Tax Office, the leader of the Tulum Port Education Bureau, the director of the Tulum Port Workhouse, the members of the Tulum Port Public Security Committee, and the Chairman of the Tulum Port Watercraft Association...

The family strength behind these people encompasses all aspects of Tulum Port.

Im not polite. They are in the Golden Anchor Club. A very casually sentence may determine the thousands, tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people in Tulum Port. Its a livelihood issue in the second half of the year.

Qiao was very cheerful and slapped the palm of his left hand with the blade of the sword, making a crisp sound.

"Sell gu gu, dont jump, oh yo, tell everyone a good news!"

"After your Sinbads accusation, you are related to a heinous crime of treason "

"In other words, in the jargon that we have been familiar with since childhood, among port workers, you guys are dead today! "