Book of Gods and Demons

　　　　 was set off by the fluffy mink cloak, making it more petite and pitiful. With a small face not as big as an ordinary person's slap, Velenya's eyes widened, and he looked at Joe in surprise and joy.

　　 "Officer Joe..." Velenya, like a frightened nightingale, uttered a clear and delicate tweet.

　　 She lowered her head abruptly, took advantage of the opportunity of the group of young people surrounding her to turn and look at Joe, and swiftly leaped out of the gap between the two young people, and rushed towards Joe with her legs open.

　　 "Catch her!" The young man in the Chinese clothes snorted coldly.

A young man dressed in a traditional tight-fitting knight costume with an exaggerated round hat with dozens of colorful feathers pierced with a smile, shaking his body and carrying a few afterimages to Velenya's back and grabbed it. Toward her slender and white neck.

　　 "Go back!" Joe hadn't moved, and there was an erratic afterimage of his teeth, and he rushed to Velenya with a gust of strong wind. His right hand was like a knife, with a piercing sound that pierced the palm of the pompous young man.

　　 ‘Boom’!

　　 The two palms hit each other heavily, and the fingertips of Tooth slammed into the palm of each other.

　　The palm of the tooth is slender and clean. The palm is covered with a thin layer of translucent keratinous skin. This is the most intuitive manifestation of holding the sword all the year round, swinging the sword all the year, and years of painstaking practice.

　　 Compared to the palm of the tooth, the young man's hands are white and tender, as tender as the water onions. He is obviously a noble boy with ten fingers that does not touch the sun and spring water. These hands have never suffered.

　　 With a crisp sound, Ya's palm slammed forward, and the back of the young man's hand was obviously protruding. His metacarpal bone was broken by the tooth, the broken bone pierced the flesh and blood, and the skin on the back of his hand was raised half an inch high.

　　 The young man let out an earth-shattering cry of pain, he leaped like a frightened toad, and jumped backwards in embarrassment.

　　 This young man wore a pair of extremely flamboyant leather high-heeled boots with a heel of three inches. When he jumped backwards, his pointed and thin high-heeled boots slipped on the smooth marble floor. The young man was unsteady on his footing, his legs were swayed, and he fell on the ground with a snap. One word horse.

　　 Everyone heard the ‘click’ from the right ankle of the young man. If it is better, it may be a dislocation, but if it is worse, it may be a fracture.

　　 While the young man slapped his entire upper body on the ground, his towering nasal bridge hit the ground heavily. On the smooth marble floor, a small piece of nosebleed quickly came out, which was very dazzling.

"Officer Joe... benevolent Muteste!" The young man patted the ground, and Velenya ran to Joe, grabbed his arm, and then chirped like a frightened little hen. The mumbling began.

"It's terrible, too shameless, too unreasonable... My new troupe accepted his sponsorship to write a brand new palace drama... With the sponsorship the troupe accepted, he actually wanted to do that to me. This kind of rude and shameless behavior!"

"What does he take me for?" Velenya's small face was pale, and her hair was like ebony and her lips were bloodied. Her original appearance of nine points, but now she has a very moving heart: "He treats me as What's the matter? Are the prostitutes-prostitutes who are inferior on the street and can bully at will with money?

　　 Velenya, it's not the innocent, pure white "cute", "prostitution-prostitute" and other words that the good lady would never utter, she spit it out casually, and emphasized her tone of voice.

　　 Velenya's words echoed in the hall. A dozen beautiful girls behind the counter listened to her and looked at the group of young people with contempt.

　　 Then, the girls gave Velenya a fierce look at the same time.

Damn little bitch, the speed you can do with this cute boy is really fast—ha, the sharp-eyed little bitch, this cute chubby little brother, I didn’t look at it. If wrong, he has a Royal Hydra badge?

　　 Although it is the lowest-ranking three-headed snake badge... But, this is the Royal Hydra badge!

　　 Besides, this cute chubby little brother seems to be acquainted with her?

　　 A group of girls squinted their eyes, pursed their mouths, staring at Velenya fiercely, looking like a knife, wishing to poke a thousand and eight hundred knives on her little cheek to disfigure her.

　　 Joe looked down at Velenya, who was only around his waist, this guy!

Joe didn't dare to treat her as a weaker and harmless "pet" creature. He still remembered the strange crystal ball he saw in her safe, and he remembered that Sherlock told him , Velenya is also his disciple!

　　 So, Velenya and Joe are still the same.

"You are safe." Joe's deep and powerful voice shook the hall with a'buzzing' echo: "No one can go against your wishes and force you to do things you don't want...Dren Empire, but Where there is a law!"

"The Durham Empire, of course, is a place where there are laws." The one headed by the group of young people, with brilliant hair like gold, tall and handsome, was in the small building of the Blood Kapok Hill that day and told Joe Malicious Andrew.

　　 didn't seem to expect that he would meet Joe at the Whispering Forest Club. Andrew waved his hand and asked his companions to support the young man who had been unable to move on the ground for a long time, and then walked towards Joe step by step with a bright smile.

"I'm Andrew, Andrew von Werner, the ninth son of the Werner family." Andrew walked up to Joe generously, with the arrogance of the imperial aristocratic youth, and looked at Joe presumptuously up and down: "Oh, maybe Don’t you know the Werner family? My grandfather was the governor of the Lanin River. For decades, the entire Lanin River’s freight and fisheries, as well as the wharves and commerce on both sides of the river, have been under the control of the Werner family.

　　 Andrew's gaze swept across Joe's collar, then his gaze condensed suddenly, and his smile stiffened on his face.

　　 Royal Hydra badge... Damn, there is no such thing in the information he received... This thing is almost equivalent to an amulet. Unless you have the same Hydra badge, it's unlucky who and Joe are against whom.

　　 Then...Andrew glanced over the merit medals and police badges hanging on Joe's chest.

Andrew took a deep breath, and then slowly let it out. He smiled and bowed deeply to Joe: "Sorry, it's our fault... To the possession of the Royal Hydra badge Salutes, sir..."

Andrew smiled and nodded to Velenya: "Sorry, Miss Velenya, I don't know that my warm invitation will cause you such a great annoyance... I just want to be yours, more than ordinary friends. Close friends... I didn't expect it to cause such misunderstandings."

　　 "Then, I wish you all the best in your performing arts work in the Imperial City in the future... My previous sponsorship is regarded as a sponsorship for you... A pure sponsorship, without any other meaning."

"However, next time, if your troupe, or you, need a little bit of insignificant sponsorship, please come to me directly...My door, please open it to Miss Velenya at any time...You come anytime, I Reception at any time...no matter it is day or night!"

　　 Andrew smiled, stepping back step by step, his eyes fixed on the golden badge on Joe's collar.

　　 Andrew's eyes were so sharp that Joe felt as if a knife was against his Adam's apple, making him very uncomfortable and extremely uncomfortable.

　　 And, Andrew’s last two words are full of joking and insults to Velenya... It seems that Velenya will take the initiative to send it to the door for a little gold mark?

　　 So, Joe turned his head and asked Mr. Skeins in a low voice: "Governor Lan Yinhe, can we afford to offend?"

Mr. Skeins lowered his voice. He glanced at Velenya from the corner of his eye and whispered: "That's a behemoth... but he is only the ninth son of the Werner family... Then, he is the very last in the succession. The bastard."

　　 Mr. Sagans also had fire in his heart, and the red slap mark on Velenya's white face had not disappeared yet.

　　 Joe nodded, what Mr. Segengs meant, he understood, bastard, it's worthless, you can bully.

　　 He hates Andrew's gaze, especially the kind of the young nobleman in the imperial capital-after I bullied you, if I can leave without incident, you have to be grateful to Dade, thank me for not being held accountable...arrogant and rampant.

　　 He coughed heavily, and Qiao said solemnly: "Well, everything was a misunderstanding before, but you slapped Velenya. What should I do with this account?"

Andrew stopped his retreat. He tilted his head slightly and smiled and said, "So, are you trying to get justice for a commoner woman? Joe, I'm a nobleman, you are willing to read for a lowly commoner woman, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, a plaything that offends a nobleman from the duke family?"

　　 "Do you have a noble title?" Joe asked Andrew bluntly.

　　 Andrew didn't say a word.

　　 Although he came from a family of dukes, he did not have a knighthood himself.

　　 And the eldest son of his generation, his eldest brother with the same father and mother, already has the title of Viscount, and is a serious imperial nobleman. His elder brother will inherit the title of Duke in the future, and Andrew will have nothing.

　　 In the future, if his elder brother allows him, Andrew will become the deacon of the family in charge of certain aspects of affairs, and an integral part of his elder brother’s power, serving his elder brother before and after. Although he is a brother, he is actually a subordinate.

If his elder brother has an opinion on him... then Andrew may only have to take a sum of Weibo funds and leave the family to make a living directly, with the nickname "open branches and leaves for the family" and "expand the influence of the family" '.

　　 "I have the Medal of Hydra, and I enjoy the treatment of the Earl of the Empire... You, a white body without a name... Ha ha!"

　　 Joe patted Velenya's head, as if Franz patted Laz's head gently-indeed, Velenya's height is too suitable for patting her head.

　　 Velenya rolled her eyes.

　　 Joe pointed at Andrew with an ugly face and smiled: "Losing money because of the mental insult and physical harm you caused to Miss Velenya... I think one million gold marks is a very reasonable price!"

　　 Andrew's eyes turned green with anger. The seven or eight aristocratic youths who were born in the same son-in-law behind him stepped forward two steps at the same time, and the air of resentment of the same enemy suddenly came into being.