Book of Gods and Demons

When Matthew took out the short gun, all the idlers watching around shuddered.

The gunfire sounded, and the idlers all around shouted at the same time, like a hornet in a bombing nest, fleeing around in a panic.

Qiao's eyes widened. In his vision, muzzle inflammation spurted out a little bit, mixed with traces of incompletely burned gunpowder particles; four half-inch-diameter lead bullets were squeezed out from the muzzle little by little, in the air There was a circle of transparent ripples, and he happily rushed towards him.

With Joe's current reaction and speed, he can dodge a thousand feet away before the lead bullet hits him; or, he can run around the flying lead bullet with ease!

But he was covered with monkey-like little guys.

Boys and girls, from ten to three or four years old, a dozen children hang on him.

When Matthew took out the blunderbuss, the children hissed in fright, and subconsciously hugged Joe's arms and thighs.

With Joe's brute force, if he were to dodge, these children would all be shaken to pieces.

Joe sighed and stood motionless.

There were three or four children hanging on his arms. He couldn't move at all, and he could only watch the lead bullet hit.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding" came four times, and a giant axe with fangs blocked Joe's face. Four lead bullets hit the surface of the axe, and a few sparks were splashed. The huge impact made the lead bullets twisted and deformed. Fell to the ground.

The Blood Axe Marcos stood in front of Joe, and the children who had just wrapped him around him were now foaming at the mouth and fainted and fell to the ground.

With a crisp hum of ‘clang-clang’, Matthew pulled out the jab that he wore next to his body, flicked his right hand, lit a dozen or so fancy sword flowers, and rushed towards Joe with a faint sound of breaking through the air.

Matthew's left hand is behind him, and his fingertips are entwined with long maroon hair.

His eyes were frantic, and he stared at Joe unblinkingly-as long as the long sword in his hand was pierced into Joe's heart, his goddess would become his lover... the goddess with a million net worth!

The family guards around Joe had already reacted. At least two hundred flintlock blizzards locked Matthew's body almost at the same time, and then there was a storm of gunshots.

Matthew's body was trembling violently, and a large-caliber lead bullet hit his body, breaking holes the size of a bowl in his body, and more than 400 rounds of large-caliber lead bullets blasted into his body at close range. His flesh and blood exploded one after another, and his tall body flew backwards involuntarily, and was blown away more than ten feet away like a leaf in the wind.

The children wrapped around Joe finally let out a cry of horror, and they let go of Joe's body one after another, scrambling to try to escape.

Guards from all around rushed up and surrounded the children.

These children had just entangled Joe and the most powerful people around him, when assassins suddenly appeared. These children had great suspicions. How could they leave them so easily?

Joe moved his arms and patted Marcos's arm hard: "Thank you... these little guys?"

Joe looked at the children who fainted and fell to the ground.

Marcos put down the great axe and said in a low and powerful voice: "They are fine, I just stunned them, and after a few hours of sleep, they will wake up. Tomorrow they may have a headache for a while, but it will be fine in two days."

Marcos held the long handle of the giant axe in both hands and looked at Joe seriously: "Joe...how did you get yourself into such a awkward situation? Do you want to use your body to pick up these bullets?"

Joe scratched his forehead a little helplessly.

Four lead bullets...

To be honest, the instinct of ‘Crimson’ didn’t detect any danger at all. In other words, these four lead bullets could not pose any threat to Joe at all, so Joe also failed to enter the state of ‘crimson combat instinct’.

So just now, his stupid performance on the spot was indeed due to his own reaction, without the instinct of ‘Crimson’ mixed with it.

With a dry laugh, Joe looked at the children who were so scared that they were rolling, crying, and even swearing, and helplessly spread his hands: "If I dodge, I might hurt them... Well, Liya told me since I was a child ——Don’t bully the little ones, and don’t be afraid of the powerful. I can beat those young masters and girls to the bottom, but since I was little, Gorkin and I have never bullied these..."

Joe pointed at the children: "Poor fellow!"

Marcos was stunned, his granite eyes flickered for a while, then he raised his head and took a deep look at the gray sky.

"Don't bully the little ones, don't be afraid of the powerful... This is a good virtue, Master Joe." Marcos grinned and nodded to Joe: "However, you can have a better way of coping, for example, use the shortest Time to stun them and get out."

Marcos said leisurely: "You have strengths that are not weak, but you also need the skills to exert these strengths and the experience of using these skills... I can teach you!"

Qiao squinted his eyes and nodded happily: "Then, Marcos, you can get an extra supplementary tuition...Mr. Skeins, remember, Marcos will be my combat coach from now on..."

Mr. Skeins took a deep look at Marcos, then looked at the few children who had no injuries except for being knocked out, and nodded vigorously: "Yes, master... Your Excellency Marcos' allowance. , I will distribute it every month in accordance with the highest standards enshrined by the family."

Joe snapped his fingers in satisfaction and smiled happily.

Marcos has extremely terrifying power, but those children are so delicate.

At the moment Matthew shot, Marcos stunned a few children so softly and delicately, and then he could keep in front of Joe in time. In the process, Marcos used a little bit more power, even if he used tens of pounds of power, it could cause fatal damage to these children.

Marcos, who has more than 50 million pounds of power, can accurately control his power to the level of tens of pounds...

It's like a giant holding a giant axe and engraving on tofu, lifting weights lightly, lifting weights lightly, Marcos's control of power is already at its peak.

If it were replaced by Joe... the group of children who had just wrapped him around him would have exploded into fragments of the sky!

Joe's gaze swept across Lan Hibiscus and Lan Kikyo standing aside.

The two brothers stood there calmly and calmly. The moment Matthew shot, they also got rid of the entanglement of a few children, and guarded Joe's side one by one to guard against possible attacks that might follow.

The horse corrected his defense, and the Lan family brothers supported them, forming a response formation so quickly... Qiao muttered to himself, is this the elite strength of the imperial army?

The dull sound of horse hooves sounded, and a team of mounted police rushed towards this side loudly.

Police whistles sounded in all directions, and high-pitched and rapid alarm bells sounded from the bell tower of the Imperial Capital South Station Terminal.

On the square in front of the station, the idlers and tourists who had just been running around hugged their heads and squatted on the ground.

For a moment, only Joe and his subordinates stood abruptly in the square. The mounted police immediately dispersed, separated by more than 20 feet from each other, and a crescent-shaped line of skirmishers encircled this side.

There are more than 30 mounted policemen. They are burly and on average about five inches taller than the people of Tulum Port. The horses they ride are also from the northern frigid zone, so they are larger than those in Tulum Port. The height of the horse is nearly a foot higher than the shoulder height.

A big horse with a tall head, a burly man, and more than 30 mounted police officers came on their horses. They were more powerful and fierce than the local mounted police in Tulum Harbor.

Nearly a hundred feet away, the mounted police grabbed the mount. A black-faced man with a silver helmet and the rank of first-level police officer rides forward a few steps, gritted his teeth and watched the ground. Matthew played almost inhumane.

"In the name of the law, put down your weapons!" The black-faced man waved his whip with his left hand, and his right hand already held the saber around his waist.

"Don't get me wrong, everyone!" Joe raised his hands, and the guard in front of him separated left and right. Joe slowly walked out of the guard's back. He stretched out his finger and pointed towards his epaulette: "Man, everyone! "

Heavy footsteps came from all around.

Wearing a black uniform, the five-man policeman blew the sharp whistle and rushed toward this side with a serious expression.

A little further away, in the two three-story buildings on the east and west sides of the waiting building, soldiers in iron-gray uniforms ran out in a neat line.

The black-faced man turned his head to look at the colleagues who had come for reinforcements, and then solemnly pointed at Joe with his whip, "Are you also a policeman? Let your people, put down their weapons, come back with me, and cooperate with the investigation... Kill in public, even if you are. Police, you must also give a good reason, otherwise, the Imperial Capital Prison welcomes you!"

Qiao stretched out his hands helplessly, sighed, turned his head and whistled softly.

The Rittal guards looked at each other helplessly, untied their weapons one by one, and placed them on the ground reluctantly.

Marcos waved his hand, and the soldiers of the blood axe battle group had a gloomy face, putting down all the luggage and fog on their bodies, and sitting on the luggage bags one by one.

Half an hour later, in the Hyderabad Imperial Capital South Station Police Substation, in the Chief's Office, the sub-director Yankel Baker with the third-level police rank on his epaulettes gently placed his hands on the desk and looked up curiously. Look at Joe who is sitting across the desk.

The tall man ~www.ltnovel.com~ with a long face, and the young and bald Yankel touched his big bald head forcefully, and said in amazement: "Junior University transfer student specially assigned by the Police Department? Joe, you are A relative of the Minister of Police?"

Joe rolled his eyes: "Damn it, I don't know what his last name or name is!"

With a heavy sigh, Joe said bitterly: "I'd rather return to Tulum Port...My Lofgang branch, oh, hell!"

Yankel laughed loudly, and then quickly reduced his smile: "You will soon forget your Lofgang branch, welcome to the Imperial Capital, Officer Qiao...Uh, do you have an enemy in the Imperial Capital?"

Joe looked at Yankel blankly.

Yankel sighed and looked at Joe with a little sympathy: "Then, I think, you are in trouble. That assassin, he has the student ID of Imperial Capital Fourth University. You are in trouble."

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