Book of Gods and Demons

All around are cheering students.

In the crowd, Mr. Marcos, Lan Mujin, Ya and Si Gengsi surrounded each other, separating a small space here.

Qiao leaned down slightly and looked at the tall man who was held by Lan Kiji with a short knife, slightly raised his hands and dared not move.

After the spirit sea was opened up, Joe's head was indeed much easier to use.

The tall man's words quickly reminded him a lot of things.

"So, from that guy named Matthew assassinating me to these **** at the Fourth University harassing me, are you all doing good things?"

Joe gritted his teeth and grinned, grabbing the tall man's shoulder with one hand, and then suffocating his stomach with his right fist.

‘Boom’!

Even if Joe didn't use much force, the punch hit the tall man with ninety degrees of twists and turns, opened his mouth, and spit out a lot of food residue and gastric juice with a ‘Wow’.

His body twitched violently. If it hadn't been for Lan Kikyo to grab his shoulder, the tall man would have collapsed on the ground and fainted.

Lan Mujin stepped to the tall man's side. A very thin half-foot-long silver needle emerged between his fingers, and a clean needle pierced the tall man's body.

The tail cramps sharp pain, vomiting ceaselessly, and his breathing almost suffocates. The tall man took a deep breath. He felt numb all over his body, and the severe pain in his stomach disappeared quickly. He slowly, a little straightened up. Up the body.

The brim of the top hat cast a shadow, blocking most of the tall man's face.

In the shadows, the tall man’s eyes flickered. He stared at Joe firmly, and said word by word: "Very well, I remembered your fist... Joe Rong Weitu, it seems that you are not Planning to be our friend, but to be our enemy?"

"Redneck idiot, you don't even know how strong we are..."

Qiao stretched out his hand and squeezed the tall man's left hand, with **** gently applying force, and with a ‘click’, he directly squeezed the tall man’s arm.

The tall man's face changed suddenly... His threatening words could no longer be said.

He clearly felt that his arm bone was pinched, but he was numb all over, and he didn't feel any pain.

He looked at Lan Mujin in amazement, what is this?

"The Rittal family, don't be threatened." Qiao looked at the tall man coldly: "You, and the people behind you, no matter what means, I welcome you. Uh, I changed my mind."

The tall man's body stiffened.

Qiao said slowly: "I wanted you to go back and send a letter to the people behind you... But why is it so troublesome? We use Tulum Port rules to do it... As long as you don't go back today, behind you The people in you know what my attitude is, right?"

Joe waved his hand: "Einstein, where can I get volcanic ash cement in Hyderabad? Get me a beer barrel... Hehe, I like the rules of Tulum Port. The Lanyin River outside, how deep is the deepest water? ?"

The tall man's complexion suddenly changed, he wanted to yell, the palm of his teeth was already covering his mouth, and the other hand was pinching his throat, and then he applied lightly.

The tall man's breathing suddenly became extremely difficult, his throat was pinched, and the air flowed through his throat, making a subtle sound like a whistle.

There are loud students all around, and the pubs and restaurants on both sides of the food street are brightly lit, and the whole street is illuminated.

Less than twenty feet away, a large group of policemen were busy grabbing people from the old grandmother's tavern.

A little farther away, on the street, two teams of mounted police waved their whips and were waiting.

At the corner of the street further away, a group of soldiers in iron-gray uniforms were leaning against the big tree on the side of the road, with sparks flickering at the corners of their mouths. They were smoking cigarettes, smiling at the movement here.

Police, Mounted Police, Soldier...

The tall man struggled to raise his undamaged right hand, wanting to cry for help.

Ya gently grabbed his right shoulder, and removed his shoulder joint with his palm up and down. Ya smiled at Joe and nodded slightly: "Master. I'll take care of this matter...I haven't thrown anything in the water for some days, and my hands are itchy."

"Go!" Joe tilted his head: "Thanks for your hard work, Uncle Ya...well, by the way, to torture him about his origins, but you don't need to waste too much time. This kind of messenger usually doesn't know too much. Many things."

The tall man raised his eyes, showing a complex expression of shock, anger and shame.

Is he a small person?

Bastard!

Ya enthusiastically hugged the tall man's shoulders and forcibly dragged him out of the crowd.

His face was a little pale, but Einstein, who was forced to calm down, hesitated for a while, and he followed Fang resolutely. Faintly, Joe heard Einstein's whispering introduction to Ya, how to get volcanic ash cement safely and without trouble!

Lan Kikyo put away the knife in his hand, nodded to Joe, and quietly slipped out of the crowd, following far behind the tooth.

If the tall man has an accomplice, if his accomplice keeps up with his teeth, then Lan Kikyo will give them a big surprise.

The old grandmother's tavern returned to tranquility, and the second wave of guests rushed into the tavern with cheers.

A chubby bartender stood at the entrance of the tavern, holding a stack of notebooks, and a first-level police officer one by one, registering the number of damaged tables, chairs and other tableware on the report form, and registering the compensation demanded by the tavern .

Joe had eaten and drank enough. He swayed. A few people walked the alley and left the food street. After a few bends, they returned to Tianping Street and soon came to the gate of the Judicial University.

A group of youths in police uniforms were standing at the gate, staring at the pedestrians passing by the school gate with piercing eyes.

Looking at the two huge granite pillars at the entrance of the Judicial University, Qiao sighed heavily, turned around, and spread his hands toward Lan Mujin, Mr. Skeins and Marcos: "Well, this is life... …I never thought that I, who had never studied seriously at the Port of Tulum Judicial School... Actually, one day, I will come to the Imperial Capital to attend university!"

"Moutest, benevolent, this is the fate of helplessness!"

Qiao Yangtian sighed, and shook his head: "Mr. Segengs, the manpower of the Imperial Capital, and other related affairs, I am pleased to you... Tsk, if possible, get some property in the Imperial Capital. So many people are idle. , It's not decent."

"Well, Billy and the others... Then, have a headache, what should Billy and the others do? Let them go back to Port Tulum?" Qiao squinted and carefully pondered how to arrange the affairs of Billy and the police.

They are the current police. If they leave their posts for a long time...Although no one will gossip about Tulum Port, it will be troublesome to think about it if they are known by some interested people in the imperial capital.

"Let me think about it, or, find a place to house them temporarily?"

Qiao shook his head, and from Xiao Bai's back, he carried a large amount of clothing and bedding that he had just purchased, as well as the odds and ends of daily necessities, step by step, as if walking on the execution ground, towards the justice illuminated by the lamp. University gate.

"Joe, every day from now on, our people will be waiting at the front door and back door of the Judicial University." Mr. Segengs said solemnly: "Emperor Capital Residence, it is not easy, we are now worried about, everything must be careful... In school, don't conflict with people...If there is a conflict, we will find a solution outside the school!"

Qiao waved his hand without looking back, and strode to the school gate.

Several young people greeted him and asked Qiao's major and grade in a stern tone. Qiao took out the student ID that he had just applied for during the day, and walked into the campus swayingly in the eyes of the young people.

Mr. Skeins looked at the back of Joe walking into the campus, and suddenly sighed: "Oh, no, seeing the lonely back of the young master, the lady will feel heartache... The young master has never been alone since he has grown up. Daily life..."

"But, people will grow up." Marcos stretched out his hand and patted Mr. Skeins on the shoulder heavily: "It has been gone for many years, you sinister and treacherous bastard!"

Sagans turned around, looked up and down Marcos with a smile, and then tapped him on his chest with a light punch: "It has been gone for many years, I thought you were dead."

Si Gengsi smiled slightly, and then stretched out his hand to Lan Mujin: "Eighteen years, little guy!...The young master is in college!"

Lan Mujin put his hands in his sleeves, and he smiled slightly, cold and quiet, like a poisonous magic flower that blooms quietly at night.

Segengs reluctantly retracted his hand. He played with his thin walking stick and said softly, "Well, in the imperial capital, the young master can't lose a hair... well, there are teeth, the family he joined 15 years ago ~www.ltnovel.com~ So, just like these days, we all just met!"

At night, the Judicial University is much more lively than during the day.

At the end of the day's homework, large groups of students are sweating in various sports venues.

In the thick bushes, the idiotic men and women are braving the increasingly difficult cold wind, burning their youthful enthusiasm.

There is a faint glow of gas lamps in the teaching buildings. Those are eager to learn, who are seizing every bit of time to digest knowledge.

Carrying the huge package, Qiao looked around curiously all the way, and gradually walked to the second building of the dormitory area of ​​the Police Academy, and slowly followed the stairs to the third floor.

The door of the 303 bedroom was open, and a tall and thin young man was lying on the bed, with his legs crossed, holding a book of knight's legendary novels, and he was fascinated by it.

Another tall, sturdy young man with a height of nearly seven feet and thick hair and beard puts a full-foot-thick barbell on his back and gnashes his teeth doing push-ups.

The outside temperature is already very low. The strong young man wearing only a pair of trousers was sweating profusely, and the sweat soaked a lot on the floor under his body.

As soon as Joe walked to the door of the bedroom, the tall young man heard the movement. He slowly got up from the bed and greeted Joe with a smile: "Joe? This is Marlen Shilov, your roommate."

Lying on the ground, the young man who continued to do push-ups gritted his teeth and grunted: "I am Sodd Menlen, welcome to 303, this time we are fighting , The number of people will not lose too much... Hey, tomorrow grandmother’s tavern, I’ll treat you!"

With a loud roar of'Ha', Sodd Menlen was exhausted and slumped heavily on the ground. The barbell on his back hit the floor with a thud, and immediately came from the 203 bedroom below. An angry roar.