Book of Gods and Demons

"A bit wronged." Joe wrapped his belly in a short cloak and walked slowly down the main road of the town of Lovegang.

"It's like, Gorkin joined the army. For the first time, I took the guard at home alone and fought with some of their puppies... I lost that game. Without Golkin, I would lose. It's a bit miserable."

"My left hand was hit and dislocated, and I was hit on the back of the head. I almost didn't faint on the spot. The dozen or so family guards who fought with me were all injured. The two most injured had their legs. It's discounted."

"That was a terrible loss. I didn't tell Hessen or let them tell Leah. I asked the grimace shopkeeper to help me connect my arm and help the guards heal the injury."

"I have been skipping classes for two months. I took people to catch them when they were alone. I used a brick to stun more than a dozen people."

"Because of that grievance, after I went to the Judicial Academy, I still had an endless fight with them. During the three years in the Judicial Academy, I tried various methods and finally turned the gang fight into the Judicial Academy and the Naval Academy. Traditional projects."

"Since Golkin joined the army, after all, I didn't suffer a loss, I took a big advantage. After all, at that time, in the Committee of Seven, there were six families of puppies who dealt with me alone."

"I didn't suffer, I took advantage."

"This time, the Marquis of Siacques? Ah, like that time I lost a fight... old guy, **** old guy, good-looking old thing, he has such a big appetite, so many people from the family in Lovegun Hewu, he wants to swallow it in one bite?"

Joe pressed his hands on his lower abdomen.

There was a black mass, bruises constantly seeping from the cracks in the skin, and convulsions and painful bruises.

The Marquis of Seak made a sudden move in public, bringing the bruise to Joe's crit.

If it hadn’t been for Qiao’s strength to advance by leaps and bounds in just over a week, his body strength and defenses would also continue to soar. If he was really a big fat man who had just opened up a sea of ​​power, the attack by the Marquis of Siac would be very impressive. May severely injure or even kill him.

"The old guy is not merciful... Why is he? Killing me, what good is it for him?" Joe shook his head: "However, I am really weak. If my strength is stronger..."

Joe remembered his mental journey in the lamprey parsing farm.

Strength, he needs great strength.

Power strong enough to suppress everything, and enough to protect everything.

"However, this time so many people are watching, they can't hide from Hessen, and they can't hide from Liya...The tempers of Hessen and Liya, ah, after they received the news, they must have been preparing to retaliate against Seak."

"But the identity of this old guy is here, revenge against him, it's not so easy."

The main road that runs through the town from east to west is nearly a hundred feet wide. The main road paved with cobblestones is cleanly cleaned. Every piece of cobblestone has been changed after years of friction, wind and rain. Glossy and shiny, shining in the sun.

On both sides of the main road, there are three, four or even five-story small buildings facing the street.

The white walls, the red roof, and the exterior walls are all similar in shape. Flower pots are neatly placed in the hanging frames under the windows, and they are now full of colorful flowers.

There are creepers on the outer walls of some small buildings, and the green leaves add a lot of elegance to these small buildings out of thin air.

At the gate of each small building, on the three-step high steps, stood a man wearing a local traditional style of clothing.

Large leather boots, canvas hunting pants, white cotton shirts, gray or brown leather vests, a large family-renowned, historic leather belt tied around the waist, with a lot of gold, silver, gems and pearls inlaid on each one. The old big belts are all with intricate patterns and can be called outstanding works of art.

They are on average between five feet five inches and five feet eight nine inches tall. They are not tall and thin, and their black faces are covered with large beards like a scimitar, making them look fierce and mighty. .

They stood at the door of their house with mixed cigarettes or poor-quality cigars in their mouths, and they kept blowing smoke from their nostrils and corners of their mouths.

At the feet of each of them, there were two or three vicious large dogs standing and sitting.

The law and order in Lofgang is extremely bad. Otherwise, how could it be possible to catch more than a thousand gang members who took advantage of the fire last night?

Therefore, every household raises vicious dogs, the number ranges from two to three to a dozen, depending on the owner's financial resources.

Here, it may be the area with the highest density of large dogs in the entire Deren Empire.

These vicious dogs with exposed fangs and babbles, just like their owners, looked calmly and disdainfully at Joe, who swayed past the middle of the street, and Lan Hibiscus, Lan Kikyo, and Billy who followed him. , And a hundred chubby policemen.

Occasionally Joe's gaze fell on the man standing at the door of which small building. The man's stiff face would immediately pile up a bright smile, grabbed the broad-brimmed hunting hat on his head, and bowed deeply to Joe: "Police Officer master!"

These guys share the same origins as the stubborn islanders on the island, but they have spent so many years in Love Gang, and generation after generation, they have become slicker than their distant relatives on the island. I don’t know how much. Times.

As long as they are profitable, as long as they do not violate their own real interests, these guys are still doing a good job of superficial articles.

But as long as Joe's eyes were removed from them, these guys' eyes became provocative and presumptuous again, and their eyes were full of deep malice and ridicule.

In Lofgang, every household has its own news channel. Just now Joe and the Marquis of Seak had a conflict, and the result of a big loss had long been spread in Lofgang.

In the eyes of these people, there is no doubt that these people like Feiyu Chuck are their own people.

Joe is wearing a police uniform. He is a natural and destined enemy. Their own people have taken advantage, and their enemies have suffered. These people still don't know how to be happy.

"I originally thought that after I cleaned up the people of the three major families last night, their doglegs would be like my surrender... The entire Lovegang will soon become my territory." Qiao murmured: "West With Jacques coming, Wells, Cecil, Turing, and their dogleg family members have all become members of the Intelligence Headquarters..."

"Ah, at least half of Lovegang, it belongs to the old guy."

"He got a few so-called intelligence officials out of thin air, and half of Lovegang became his site."

"Damn old guy, I can imagine that in the future, he will definitely smuggle, illegally, and embezzle illegal gains... For an old ghost who has so many young boys, you can count on him. How high is his moral standard? Can you expect him to abide by the law?"

"But what can I do?"

Lan Kikyo approached Joe. He was half a head shorter than Joe. He raised his head and whispered, "Joe, do you want me to kill the Marquis of Siacques?"

Joe's pace stopped abruptly, he scratched his forehead, and said solemnly, "Are you sure?"

Lan Kikyo shrugged his shoulders, his gaze was deep and quiet, without the slightest fluctuation: "Of course... assassination is different from frontal combat. I have confidence in assassinating enemies that are several times stronger than mine. And Seak, his strength He was not as good as me... and he is old."

Qiao opened his mouth and his heart beat violently. He was moved by Lan Kikyo's initiative.

But after thinking about it for a while, Joe's face became very gloomy. He shook his head and said solemnly: "No, no, I only clashed with him early in the morning, you go to kill him, I am the biggest suspect."

"Moreover, you were born in the army, and your assassination methods must be documented in detail by the army."

"That old guy is the head of the Imperial Intelligence Headquarters in Port Tulum. His power radiates to the surrounding provinces and several countries on the east and west sides of Tulum Port, even across the southern stormy ocean. His power directly covers the Black Continent. "

"If he dies, we will all be subject to severe scrutiny by the Intelligence Headquarters and we will not be able to escape."

Joe looked down at Lan Kikyo: "Well, let's talk about it, we just met for two days, and you took the initiative to kill Seak, I dare not promise you. Well, do you think this is the truth? We just met, I need Time can gradually trust you."

Joe spoke very thoroughly.

Lan Kikyo still has that quiet and indifferent appearance: "Joe, our brother has no malice against you."

Joe grabbed the back of his head and nodded vigorously: "That's what it says, but the assassination of the Imperial Marquis is still an Imperial Marquis in charge of intelligence. The trouble is too great. We still have to be careful."

"I suffered a loss in his hands, and I have to find it myself."

"Power, isn't it power?"

Joe touched the swollen concealed pocket on his chest, which was filled with one hundred gold mark bills.

He took a deep breath and reached into the concealed bag. After a while, he took out a smooth bronze paper and handed it to Lan Kikyo. His original swollen concealed bag was already dry at the moment, and only a pitiful fried slice was left, lying aggrieved in his pocket.

"It's still early, Campanulaceae, give you a task, take these two prescriptions, go to Tulum Port Yaolu Street, find the ghost face shopkeeper, let him use the fastest speed, help me prepare a bucket, remember It's a potion of the size of a rum barrel."

"I don't have any money on hand now. Let him deduct the dividend from next month for all expenses. He has a deal with me and let him deduct from the dividend."

"These two medicaments are not very complicated, the preparation process is very simple, let him prepare them as soon as possible, and then send them back to me."

Lan Kikyo took the bronze paper, turned and left without saying a word. He seemed to walk slowly, but he ran much faster than ordinary people strode.

"It was a night of trouble yesterday, everyone was tired? Go back to rest, go back to rest~www.ltnovel.com~Well, Hibiscus, will you heal the injury? I have a big bruise here, please help me think about it. Method!"

Joe took the brigade and left the main road in Lovegang, and walked towards the Vertu family stack outside the town.

Throughout the day, the bosses of the Wells, Turings, and Cecils in Lovegun, with their subordinates, haunted the town triumphantly, constantly emitting all kinds of wind.

Soon, the people in the town knew-the three main clans were finished in Port Tulum, but in Lovegang, from now on, they are in a separate line, and they have found a strong enough backer, they It will develop better than before.

Undercurrents are raging in Lovegang.

Towards the evening, Lan Kikyo led a team of riders and escorted a four-wheel truck back to Lovegang.

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