Book of Gods and Demons

　　　　 had a crimson glow in his eyes, and his eyes were as cool as Joe carved from rubies.

Behind him, the soldiers of the blood axe clan, as well as the guards of the Rittal family, were all killed...Their corpses were lying on the ground quietly, as if the scarlet evil spirit rushed up to a hundred feet high, and then whizzed. One head plunged into Joe's body.

　　 In a melee, such a frantic fight at close range, Joe's subordinates killed more than two hundred people.

The number of policemen killed was more. At least six to seven hundred people were killed in the short and crazy battle... But in Joe's mind, these inexplicable policemen who came to provocateur did not have a family for their combined lives. The guards have weight.

　　 You can provoke.

　　 can open disputes.

　　 But when this **** killing is over, it's up to Joe to say.

　　 Joe strode towards the chaotic police team, and two third-level police academies screamed, trembling and carrying weapons to greet him.

　　 The cold sword slashed at Joe.

　　 Joe's huge body dodged with unimaginable dexterity and lightness, easily avoiding the stab of the sword. He blasted both fists at the same time, with millions of pounds of force blasted out, and the two third-level police academies were directly blown into blood.

　　 "Give it to me, die!"

　　 Joe's arms shook, and the crimson knight's power in the sea of ​​energy rushed rapidly, sending out the roar of a steam locomotive at a high speed, pouring into his arm, bursting out violent power, and gushing out from his fist.

　　 The figure flickered, and a first-level police officer stood in front of Joe.

　　The first level police officer roared: "I will let you stop!"

　　 ‘Boom Boom’ with two loud noises, and Joe wore the two fists of the Titan Fist and collided with the heavy fists thrown by the first-level police officer.

　　The body of the first-level police officer shook slightly, and Joe felt a terrible scorching force like a tsunami, his footing was unstable, and his body stepped backwards.

　　 The deep gloomy light on the surface of the Fist of Titan flows, and two groups of red lights flash on the surface of the Fist of Titan.

　　 Joe felt the unbearable high temperature in his fist. He stepped back dozens of steps, squatted down suddenly, and blasted his fists heavily on the playground.

　　 The ground trembled slightly, and two deep pits about three feet in diameter appeared on the left and right of Joe's body. The mud and sand in the pits were all melted into magma by the high temperature, and small bubbles continued to emerge.

　　 Joe raised his head and stared at that level of police officer.

"Stop it all... offenders, kill them!" A heavy fire-red halo gushed out from the feet of the first-level police officer, and the high temperature heat wave swept the entire playground. Whether it was the police or Joe's subordinates, everyone felt suffocated in their chests. The heat wave made them unable to breathe, and everyone subconsciously dropped their weapons and covered their mouth and nose with both hands.

　　 Another first-level officer rushed to Marcos, and he stared at Marcos very vigilantly.

　　 Marcos held a large axe in one hand, and the face of the axe plunged into the chest of the second-level police officer a full half a foot deep.

　　 He also looked at the first-level police officer standing in front of him with the same vigilance... In this first-level police officer, Marcos felt a slight threat. Unlike the second-level police officer who was lying on the ground not daring to move and was almost killed by him in three or two strokes, the first-level police officer in front of him had a strong military aura.

　　 This is a master who was transferred from the army to the police department and refined on the battlefield.

　　 is not the soft guy who grew up in this greenhouse on the ground.

　　 "Have been on the battlefield?" Marcos curled his lips at that level of police officer.

"I have worked in the colony of the Black Continent for more than 20 years...Can you remove your axe? Although Irvine is Tier 6... There is too much blood flow, and it is very dangerous." There was a slight smile, and he looked at Marcos very vigilantly.

　　 On Marcos's body, he felt a strong and substantive evil spirit.

　　 Having spent time in the army, he knew that this kind of evil aura could only be brewed after the most brutal and combat-friendly group of killing embryos in the army had killed countless, countless births and deaths.

　　This kind of embryo killing...Hey, the first-level police officer is not sure to carry it down...He is completely uninterested in conflicting with this kind of embryo killing.

　　 "Move away? Oh, you have to give us an explanation first." Marcos's body remained motionless, he still controlled the life and death of this second-level police officer on the ground, maintaining the posture of killing him at any time.

　　 Marcos's eyes turned into khaki, like two yellow diamonds, shining crazy fierce light.

　　 He stared straight at the first-level police officer in front of him, and said word by word: "I'm sure, you and your accomplices will be killed within 60 seconds...So, you'd better not move."

　　 The first-level police officer who had just blocked Joe and the first-level police officer who was confronting Marcos smoked at the same time.

　　Heavy steps came.

　　Hundreds of soldiers from the Blood Axe Clan rushed back to the dormitory just now, and they are rushing back at full speed.

Hundreds of soldiers from the blood axe battle group, they put on heavy armor, carrying heavy spears, heavy knives, large axes, flail and other heavy weapons in their hands, and some even carried heavy bow arms that were more than three feet long. The military crossbow is buckled with a heavy-armor-piercing arrow made of pure steel.

　　 Two first-level police officers took a breath at the same time.

　　 Hundreds of people wore heavy armors, their strength reached the first rank or above, and they had elites with military experience...

　　 If these guys go into battle, it would be a **** massacre for these policemen.

Once the flintlock rifles and field artillery are fired, how can these imperial police officers, who have little combat experience in the ordinary days, be the opponents of the killing machines cultivated by this group of troops?

　　 It is no exaggeration to say that the hundreds of heavily armed soldiers in front of them can destroy a police force ten times the number from the front.

　　 "The third-level police school Joe Rong Vertu, let your people, calm down!"

　　 The first-level police officer who had just shot to block Joe looked at Joe very seriously.

"Calm?" Joe tilted his head, his crimson eyes gleamed with a cold and fierce light, staring straight at the other person: "I'm very calm now... well, yes, I'm very calm now... but I The people, can’t calm down, because their comrades-in-arms, their robes, are dead!"

　　 Qiao said slowly: "They didn't die in the Lulai Plain, they died in the Imperial Capital... They didn't die under the blade of the Lucian, they died under the butcher knife of the Imperial Police!"

In the chaotic police team, a first-level sergeant shed tears and yelled at Joe hoarsely: "Butcher knife? Bastard, you are the executioners, you are the **** butchers...you, you...you How many died? We, we..."

　　 Hundreds of police officers lay motionless on the ground.

　　 There are still a considerable number of police officers crying and rolling on the ground, blood constantly pouring from their bodies.

　　 and Bailaihao were the lucky ones who only suffered minor injuries. They stood blankly on the spot, their bodies shivering unconsciously.

"You broke into my private house rudely and rudely... Any counterattack I do is legal." Qiao said coldly: "Today's matter, I will appeal to the aristocratic court... To be honest, what kind of nobleman I am I don’t know much about codes, laws, etc... but I believe that this time, I’m responsible for it."

　　 "I accountable, you deserve it." Joe stood up, his fists collided lightly, and he kept making dull loud noises.

The crimson light in his eyes flickered, and he stared at the first-level police officer and said softly: "You didn't get my permission, just broke into my private house... I can and should... You and your accomplices, stay here too?"

　　 The first-level police officer was so angry that he almost didn't laugh.

　　 He gritted his teeth and stared at Joe for a while, then shook his head helplessly.

What Joe said was right... The police trespassed on his private mansion and was killed... This is the privilege of the nobles, unless the police get a search warrant jointly authorized by the Noble House and the Police Department. They have no right to enter the territory of a nobleman.

"Irwin, can you give us an explanation?" The first class officer swallowed and spit: "You were the one who sent us a letter, let us bring someone to 158 Qingsong Street... Do you Already anticipated what will happen? You should give us an explanation."

The second-level police officer lying on the ground kept bleeding in his mouth. He opened his mouth to speak, but just as he moved, Marcos's right hand pressed lightly, and the big axe sank a few times in his chest. Minute.

　　 Irvin's speed of vomiting blood suddenly increased a lot, and he rolled his eyes and couldn't say a word.

"Joe, let Irwin speak... I think you should also want to know why this happened today, don't you?" The first-level police officer said solemnly, "No matter who is at fault~www.mtlnovel. com~We always have to find out the truth."

　　 Joe’s fists were still clacking lightly. He looked deeply at the first-level police officer in front of him, and suddenly smiled and asked, "Excuse me, the two chiefs?"

"I'm Dole, he is Obas." The first-level police officer pointed to himself, and then to his companion who was confronting Marcos on the side: "I am the chief in charge of intelligence collection at the Imperial Police Department, El Wen is our direct subordinate. And Obas, he is the chief of the security department of the police department, responsible for the internal security work of the police department."

　　 Qiao smiled slightly: "Yeah, they are all big shots."

　　 is responsible for the intelligence collection of the police department and the internal security of the police department. Dole and Obas are obviously the real power figures in the police department.

　　 "We don't want to overwhelm people with power... Today's thing is indeed..." Doller looked at Joe with strange crimson eyes. He suppressed the anger and depression in his heart, and spoke to Joe in a pleasant manner.

　　Doller actually wanted to kill Irwin with his own hands...

　　What the **** is he doing, this idiot who caused trouble? As the intelligence chief of the police department, Dole is well informed. He knows who the owner of No. 158 Qingsong Street is, and also knows how much preferential treatment and favor he has received from the royal family.

　　 Inexplicably come to provoke such a person, is Irvin’s head broken?

　　 In the distance, in the direction of the teaching building that had just been collapsed by a loud noise, suddenly a group of men in casual clothes rushed out.

　　 A man rushed to the front, far away, he shouted loudly: "Sir, sir, we have found... we, we have found the evidence... the line report is correct, we have found the conclusive evidence!"