Book of Gods and Demons

Assault the police!

Joe and Billy were so grandiose, in full view, they added this charge to Black Rat and a few others.

A chubby policeman blew the whistle and shouted loudly.

A group of soldiers came.

Lan Mujin leaned over and negotiated with them.

The soldiers frowned, and took the black rat and a few young men aside in disgust, and brutally forced them to kneel to the ground, and then gave their orders and shot their heads open from behind.

The army enters the city to fight chaos and destroy the order, die!

In special times, the smallest crime in the weekdays can also become a felony decapitating.

A few **** corpses were just thrown at the crossroad not far away. A military policeman holding a large tin horn, roared loudly at the black rat and several small crimes.

When a few hapless guys were shot, Joe stood in front of the old lady, turned his back in the direction of the shot, and blocked the old lady's sight with his large body.

This kind of murder is bloody, don't frighten the old lady.

He picked up a piece of black bread from the four-wheeled cart, ‘clicked’ a big bite, and then his eyes lit up suddenly.

The brown bread is very well baked, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It has a strong taste and has a slightly sour taste after fermentation of natural wheat, but it is well concealed by the added sucrose.

Although it is brown bread, the amount of flour used is full. The added bran does not damage the taste of brown bread, but makes the bread thicker and more elastic.

The old lady clasped the handlebars of the four-wheeled trolley with both hands, raised her head slightly, and stared at Joe blankly with a weak gaze.

Joe Ang raised his neck and swallowed the bread in his mouth with a'gudong', then nodded in satisfaction, and pointed to the brown bread on the cart: "Try it all, try it all, haha, this The bread...bake well."

Tilting his head, Joe frowned, thinking hard in his mind a sentence he had heard a long time ago, not knowing where he had heard: "Hey, it seems, who told me that? Brown bread is good for people. , Better than white bread?"

Standing aside, taking a piece of brown bread, and tearing off a small piece of it and chewing in his mouth, Mr. Skeins said vaguely: "Master Qiao, about two years ago, I gave Weima a supplementary lesson, and the master ordered you to listen. When, did I talk about it?"

Mr. Skeins shrugged his shoulders and said calmly: "Many of the wealthy businessmen in Tulum Port are born with beriberi, and some have even developed to a serious, almost deadly point... Later, it was discovered that eating more bran bread and other coarse grains is OK. Effectively prevent beriberi."

Joe lowered his head, looked at the old lady who was almost three feet shorter than him, and said seriously: "Really? Ha, look, such a good brown bread can cure diseases..."

Joe stretched out his hand, patted the old lady's shoulder gently, and said gently: "Old lady, you are old, tsk, don't come out and show your face... I'll find you a reliable big customer. Just ask him to pick up the brown bread at your house."

Opened his mouth, put most of the black bread left in his hand into his mouth, chewed it twice, and swallowed the bread with his neck up.

Joe burped and said with a smile: "Such a good brown bread, and brown bread that is good for the body, should be given the opportunity to the rich and powerful in Ruhr... From now on...well, every day from this old lady's house, she purchases her special high-quality black bread with cane sugar added!"

The old lady looked at Joe blankly, her cloudy eyes were full of a complex, indescribable weirdness...

Billy, who had just been attacked by the police, with a thin wound on his face, stood beside the carriage, smiled and grabbed a small jar, poured out fresh butter, and evenly spread it on the brown bread. .

After taking a big bite of brown bread, Billy smiled so that his eyes narrowed into a line: "It tastes so good, it tastes better than the bread made by the big bakeries in Tulum... Ah, dear old lady, you Don't worry, you don't have to work so hard in the future, and you won't encounter these **** little thief...Who made our boss so kind and caring?"

Billy took another bite of brown bread and said vaguely: "Yes, our boss is the most caring policeman in Tulum Port... Hey, Mrs. Leah, and Miss Tifa, their kindness The name is in the port of Tulum, but everyone praises..."

The old lady shivered, she let go of the driving handle and grabbed Joe by the sleeve.

She stared at Joe blankly, and stammered: "Dead...dead..."

Joe shrugged and patted the old lady's shoulder gently again: "Oh, they deserved it... This matter has nothing to do with you... Don't worry, uh, where do you live? Your bread today, we all If you buy it, the Tomahawk restaurant will come to purchase your bread in the future...you don't have to work so hard!"

Joe smiled brightly, and then he reached into his chest pocket and found out the smallest banknote on his body, which also had ten gold marks.

Joe frowned and put the bill back in his pocket, then tilted his head at Billy.

Billy put down the bread in his hand, reached into his pocket and fumbled for a while, and found out two or three golden marks and a dozen silver pfennigs.

Joe grabbed a golden mark and gently put it into the small money box on the old lady’s four-wheeled trolley: "We have all bought your brown bread. This is the money for the bread...Uncle Tooth, call two people. Send the old lady home... This group of **** bugs, they even **** the old ladies' things, what a bunch of bastards!"

The old lady was dumbfounded, then she rolled her eyes and fell to the ground with a ‘gudong’.

Joe glanced at the fainted old lady blankly, and then at the helpless tooth, Sagans and others. He also spread his hands helplessly: "Ah... if Tifa knows, he will definitely use her. The little hammer knocked on my head... Uh, we should have brought those **** aside to do it."

Shaking his head, Joe sighed: "Well, it's the trouble we caused, so we have to be responsible to the end. I don't want this matter to be known to Liya and Tifa, they come to me again... if Forced by them to go to the church of Yingui Church to confess...I will go crazy..."

"Take the old lady, let's go back to the hotel and rest."

"Open a room for the old lady and find two maids to take care of her. When she wakes up, send someone to take her home!"

"Those **** bugs, I shouldn't attack in front of the old man... However, it was all the fault of this group of soldiers. They actually shot people in front of the old man... A group of rude bastards, it was all their fault. !"

Back at the Daisy Hotel, Joe went back to his room, took a hot bath comfortably, then fell on the soft big bed and fell asleep in darkness.

When he first arrived in Ruhr, he caused a lot of messy things inexplicably, and it was a bit hard for Joe. The body is still full of energy, but mentally, it is really tired.

However, the result is not bad.

The Marquis of Seak was captured by the royal family, and you can imagine his fate.

The imperial army entered Ruhr City to fight the chaos...Oh, oh, Joe didn't know what the stormy sea was in there, and didn't know the cause and effect of this incident, but he didn't care at all!

Even if Ruhr City is completely erased from the map, what does it have to do with him, the first class lieutenant of Tulum?

Ruhr City is the Ruhr City of the Empire, not his Rittal Family!

So this time, Joe slept extremely soundly and soundly.

When Joe opened his eyes again, he shook his head and looked at the dim light of the setting sun outside the window. He was in a daze for at least five minutes before figuring out where he was.

Swaying up from the bed, Joe walked to the bathroom shirtless, and Joe began to take care of his personal hygiene.

Then, opening a slit door through the bedroom, Joe heard Billy groaning in the living room outside: "Haha, do you know what the boss said to us?"

"He said that those **** who blackmailed ordinary citizens should all be sent to the small islands on the icy sea in the north to mine... This is the concept taught to the boss by the respected Miss Tifa. The behavior of these **** hurt ordinary citizens. So they must be punished the most severely."

"But it depends on the situation to be treated differently... For example, those little guys who have a little craftsmanship, take one or two bulging wallets from those big bellies, and redistribute social wealth... Children generally won't hurt them..."

"The boss said, this is what Mrs. Liya taught him-if it weren't for being forced to live, who would pickpocket?"

"Those rich masters, they would rather go to church churches to donate piles of gold and silver coins, but would they donate even a fountain to the poor?"

"Obviously not... So let these little thieves act as porters and take out a little bit of money that is insignificant to them from the pockets of the masters to feed a small number of poor people... Such behavior, although it is illegal. , But it makes sense, why should we interfere with such behavior?"

Joe was listening to Billy's flattering while washing himself.

He shrugged his shoulders and shook his head helplessly. Billy said he was a little too perfect... indeed, a little too perfect.

However, to combat bullies in the market, maintain public order, protect the good people, and at the same time treat employees of special occupations in some society with a reasonable and reasonable distinction, so that everyone can live a happier life...

This is indeed the ‘truth’ that Liya and Tifayan taught by example and let Joe figure it out by himself!

"I am indeed a man of high moral character... Although Billy is flattering me~www.ltnovel.com~, he is telling the truth!"

Joe smiled brilliantly, and then he suddenly stopped his hand movement: "Huh? Billy, who is this guy bragging about?"

Wiping his face indiscriminately, and using a razor to sort out the messy hair stubble on his scalp a bit, Joe put on a big bald head and dressed in a neat new uniform, and walked out of the bedroom with a smile. Came to the wide assembly living room.

The old lady, who was bullied by a few gangsters in the morning and then fainted from fright, was curled up on a single sofa, listening to Billy's crazy bragging about Joe.

Joe grinned: "Hahaha, dear old lady, don’t listen to Billy. His words are a bit too much...Although I admit that I have inherited the fine family style of my family, but... his words, It's a bit too much."

The old lady's wrinkled face was extremely slight, and she twitched lightly, imperceptibly.

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