Book of Gods and Demons

"I swear I don't know anything about the Marquis of Seac." Carbone lay down in the stagnant water, trying his best to look up at Joe: "Give me time and let me check... No matter who did the good thing, I will definitely do it myself. Give him to you."

Joe sullen his face, clutching his head hard: "But, you will get revenge, right?"

Kaben gritted his teeth and shook his head vigorously: "No, I won't!"

Joe kept shaking his head: "No, you will retaliate."

Carbon gritted his teeth and looked at Joe sincerely: "I won't retaliate, why should I retaliate?"

Joe pointed to Carben and sighed: "Look, you have become so embarrassed, the Patriarch of the dignified Butcher family, who was so embarrassed by me, you will definitely retaliate."

Carbon is almost going crazy. With a bright smile, he whispered to Joe, "No, I won't. I swear by my grandfather's soul that I won't retaliate... and we always have to Find a way to resolve the contradiction in front of you, you can't always tie me here."

Carben smiled and said, "Do you want me to help you arrest the Marquis of Seaque? No problem, I promised, I cooperate, and the Butcher family will cooperate fully."

Joe looked at Carben a little distressed: "But you will retaliate against me."

Kaben looked at Joe sincerely, and shook his head very firmly: "No, I won't retaliate against you."

Joe raised his head and looked at the sky. Not far away, two hot air balloons floated by one after another. The two beams of light were like two long swords shining with thunder, easily tearing apart the thick night and illuminating the few below. Slag hill.

There was a conversation on the hot air balloon from far away. Someone was holding a large tin horn and shouting: "There is no one here, change direction, change direction... watch the wind direction, be careful, **** it!"

"What if you retaliate against me?" Joe said to Carben seriously: "I tied you here on an impulse. Seriously... Now, it's not easy to finish."

The corners of Carben's mouth twitched violently.

Bastard, it's not easy for you to think about it now

What is impulse?

On an impulse, you were in the public, wounded your guard and tied yourself up?

Have you never thought about the consequences?

In the distance, two police leaders led a small group of militiamen and searched this way. They carried the shining gas lamp in their hands, and the bluish-white light illuminates the nearby **** hill, casting a large shadow further away.

"Be careful around and be ready to fight at any time." Kong Wu's powerful militia captain carried a double-barreled flintlock short bludgeon in his left hand, and a sword in his right hand, yelling with excitement: "Haha, if you can find Master Kaben, I immediately quit my job... I went to the countryside to buy a farm and retire to enjoy my life!"

Two dozen militiamen were as excited as their captain, and they talked about how to use the bounty to survive after finding Kaben.

There were only two police officers who led the team with serious expressions, carefully mingling in the militia team, carefully observing the surroundings.

They know that they dare to kidnap Kaben in public, and those who have the ability to kidnap Kaben in public are undoubtedly the gangsters among the gangsters and the villains among the gangsters. These people are powerful and ruthless. A small group of people like themselves really doesn't even have the qualifications to squeeze their teeth.

They are nothing more than an early warning, or the role of stunners.

The militiamen happily discussed the usefulness of the bounty, while the policemen were nervous and tensed their nerves.

A low wolf howl came from behind a **** hill, and a hazy figure rushed into the militia team with a cool breeze. Lan Mujin's hands were like electricity, and his fists tapped lightly to the left and right, and the dozen or so militiamen all fainted and fell to the ground.

The gas lamps in the hands of the militiamen fell, and the spooky Lan Mujin even had time to catch the gas lamps and put them on the ground intact.

The two policemen stood stiffly on the spot, only to feel a chill from Tianling cover all over their bodies, and they could hardly move a finger.

Yaya Peter and the others rushed out of the dark shadows. They quickly collected the weapons of the militiamen, then took out the ropes, put their hands and legs behind their backs, and tied them firmly.

A policeman finally recovered. He stammered: "You can't escape. The entire city of Ruhr has been sealed off."

Joe heard the movement here, he dropped Carben, and strode over.

Hearing the police's words, Qiao said solemnly: "Escape? Why should I escape? Ha, I'm so stupid. I have Salian's letter of order. I have unlimited power in Ruhr City. Why should I escape?"

Joe slapped his head hard, making a muffled sound in his head, shocking Lan Mujin and Fang and Segengs squatting in the dark.

Qiao laughed loudly: "Why should I run away? Really... The bad ailment developed as a child, followed Golkin in a fight on the street, and beat people to blood, the first thought was to run away! "

Shrugging his shoulders, Joe raised his head and yelled vigorously: "But now, why should I run? I am a policeman, and I have been ordered to perform the task... Damn, the order issued by Her Majesty the Queen, and also from Her Royal Highness Salian. The mandate...why should I run away?"

Joe stomped his feet a little regretfully, and the ground suddenly shook ‘buzzing’, the two nearby **** rocks shook, and a large amount of **** and cinder fell down ‘crashing’.

Carbon was hit on his head by a few fist-sized slag, and he was so scared that he screamed and screamed, lest the **** rock fall and buried him underneath.

As the Patriarch of the Butcher family, Carben's personal strength is limited. If buried under the slag, he will undoubtedly die.

Joe grabbed a gas lamp on the ground and threw it into the distance.

A human head-sized gas lamp was thrown out for nearly a thousand feet, and then hit a **** mountain. A muffled bang came, and a huge fire exploded on the **** mountain.

Hundreds of feet above the ground, several hot air balloons were yelling at the same time.

A sharp police whistle came from a forest in the distance. Someone rang the gong, and large torches, horse lanterns, gas lamps, etc. flickered, changing from three to five groups to rows and rows, and then quickly gathered into a large area.

Immediately afterwards, several hot air balloons in the sky turned slowly and flew towards this side.

The lights gathered into the sea rushed to this side mightily, and there were dense footsteps everywhere, and some people were making loud noises with excitement.

There are countless dog barks, and most of these people who search at night have dogs with them. Some people use ropes to lead their dogs, and more dogs run around casually. Many bulldogs ran far faster than their owners and rushed into this **** yard.

Amid the fierce barking, a dozen fat-bodied hounds panted heavily, and walked around from behind a pile of slag.

Suddenly they saw Joe and the others. The largest bulldog hesitated, then spit out saliva and jumped up, launching a pounce on the nearest orchid hibiscus. The other hounds followed suit, roaring and launching a pounce.

Mr. Si Gengsi raised his thin walking stick, chanted a secret spell in a low voice, and the stick stuck heavily on the ground.

A faint cold wind ‘swishes’ rolled across the ground and quickly spread to the surroundings.

The pounding dogs suddenly spewed a lot of urine, they let out a mournful cry, rolled awkwardly on the ground a few times, and then turned around with their tails in their hands and fled.

Joe ran back to Carben, picked him up, leaped slightly, took Carben two or three times and jumped onto a **** mountain nearly three hundred feet high, and then lifted it high. Right hand.

On a few hot air balloons, a thick beam of light shone down and just shrouded Joe's body.

Joe held Carben in his hand and shouted: "Carbon Jon Bucher is here...Whoever dares to take a step closer, or if there is any sign of attack, I will chop off his head!"

In the dark night, Joe's voice was very penetrating, and it spread far away with the night breeze.

The large lights approaching in the distance stopped abruptly. After a while, a few gas lamps approached this side cautiously for a certain distance, and a man’s voice sounded from far away: "Don’t hurt your Excellency Carben, what do you have? Conditions, we can talk about it!"

"I'm going to Fort Boucher." Joe shouted loudly: "I'm going to Fort Boucher...Open the gates of Fort Boucher, remove all the guards and private soldiers, and let my people in!"

"It's impossible." The man said loudly, "This request is too much. The Butcher family will not agree to such an outrageous condition. It is impossible for Ruhr City officials to agree to such an excessive request."

The lights in the distance dangled for a few times, and the man’s voice came again: "Or, change the terms? Gold coins, or other precious jewels that are easy to carry? It's not difficult to solve, isn't it? Give you enough wealth, Then let you leave safely with the money?"

Joe shook Carben strongly: "Enough wealth? How much wealth is enough? Money doesn't make any sense to me... I just want to enter Fort Bucher, this is my only condition!"

Joe shook Carbon too hard, causing pain on the card itself and couldn't help groaning a few times.

A hot air balloon floated over in the sky, and a rude voice yelled: "I saw him, bastard, they are torturing Lord Carbon!"

The hot air balloon floated over Joe's head downwind, and several flintlock rifles stretched out from the gondola, aiming at Joe far away. The rude voice yelled: "Asshole~www.ltnovel.com~Let go of Sir Carben..."

Joe laughed loudly.

Carbone roared angrily: "Asshole, take the gun back, don't you want to..."

‘Boom boom boom’... the gun went off.

Several flintlock rifles were agitated outrageously, and Joe grabbed Carben and led him to jump off the **** rock mountain. Several large-caliber lead bullets landed on the **** rock mountain, causing sparks to splash, and a small piece of **** rock slid down.

There was an exclamation in the distance.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot... asshole, you are making trouble for yourself!"

"This gentleman, let's talk about it... It's impossible to open Fort Boucher... Let's discuss it again."

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