Book of Gods and Demons

　　　　 November 1st, at noon.

　　 A good-looking girl in a black maid dress knocked on Joe's door.

Two quarters of an hour ago, several guards sent Joe a small cart of large books—the current codes of the empire, the current laws of the countries in the mainland of Medland, the public law of the mainland of Medland, and the mainland of Medland General history, general history of the empire, memorabilia of the countries of Medland, etc.

These books are available in the library of the Blood Kapok Fort. When the guards delivered the books to the door, they specially reminded Joe. If he is unwilling to use the old books that other people have read, the Blood Kapok Fort can go to the Imperial Bookstore. , To purchase a brand new one for him.

　　 Of course, Joe has to pay a certain service fee for these brand new books.

　　 Joe accepted these books and put them on the bookshelf in the library on the second floor. When the maid knocked on the door, Joe was suffering from a choice disorder and didn't know which book to start reading.

　　 The maid brought an invitation from the neighbor opposite, the handsome middle-aged blond man—as he said early in the morning, he prepared a welcome tea party and solemnly invited Joe to attend.

　　 So, Joe put on a uniform that he brought yesterday, and followed the maid to the middle-aged man's small building.

　　 The middle-aged man obviously made very careful preparations.

　　The long dining table is covered with white tablecloths, fine porcelain tableware, tea sets, sterling silver candle holders, sugar bowls, exquisite desserts, etc. And from Joe’s taste, the hundreds of desserts on the table should be chefs from high-end hotels. They are exquisite in shape and bright in color. The air is full of sweet scents of milk and honey.

　　The middle-aged man dressed in fancy dress, standing at the entrance of the small building, warmly welcomed Joe's arrival.

　　Before Joe, there were already a dozen men in formal wear, smooth hair and beards, and generous demeanor. They were in their 30s to 70s. When Joe walked into the small building, they all applauded and welcomed Joe with smiles.

The oldest man present, wearing a set of old-fashioned aristocratic clothes, three ribbons, and more than 20 high merit medals, came out first, embracing Joe with extremely enthusiastic hands, which was a bit difficult. Standing on tiptoes, he made a face-to-face ceremony with Joe.

"Welcome, welcome... Welcome to the fresh blood of Blood Kapok Fort. Ah, little guy, you will soon understand the warmth and joy of Blood Kapok Fort. This is a carefree paradise, you just need to enjoy yourself. There will be no worries in the rest of life."

"Here, we are all family, we are family...little guy, you will soon know the meaning of family here...ah, little guy, what is your name? Well, you can call me... old Mai! Hey, I am the old Mai, a terrible old man who used to be beautiful, but is now dedicated to providing for the elderly!"

　　 The old man laughed loudly, took Joe by the hand, and introduced him to the owner of the small building, a middle-aged blond man. The old man called him the "Marquis of Donkey". With a hint of urgency, the old man explained to Joe that a middle-aged blond man has the same living habits as a spring donkey.

　　 And the other dozen guests, they are "Navigator", "Gunner", "King of Kitchen", "Joker"...

　　 Joe remembered the words of Hyde last night-in the blood kapok fort, there is no need to register any information, and no one cares what you called or did outside. In Blood Kapok Fort, the prisoners here mostly call each other by nicknames to keep their last secrets.

　　 "I am,'Titan'. It's a pleasure to meet you, and thank you very much for the hospitality of the Marquis of Donkey." Joe shook his hands, and the bracer formed by the Titan Fist on his wrist was very heavy and heavy.

　　 So, Qiao went to the village to do as he did, and gave himself the nickname "Titan" on the spot.

　　 Old Mai, Donkey Marquis and others looked up and down at Joe's huge body, which was more than seven feet tall. They nodded their heads and recognized Joe's nickname.

　　Welcome tea party, so it began with a passion.

　　 Everyone sat down on a circle of sofas in the lobby on the first floor. Starting from today's weather, they greeted each other about their health conditions, and then the topic spread out endlessly.

　　 The maids were busy serving tea and water, and serving delicious snacks to the guests.

　　 Everyone sits here and chats comfortably, everything does not need them to do it themselves.

　　 Joe discovered that although these people were imprisoned in the blood kapok fort, they were well informed and extremely well informed. Whether it is the official news of the Durham Empire, or the romantic affairs of the imperial aristocracy, or the major events in the mainland of Medland, and the gossip scandals of high-level countries in various countries, etc...

　　 As long as the big figures in the upper class of the imperial capital should know the news, they all know clearly.

　　 For example, the eldest, 70-year-old old Mai, in a few words, clearly analyzed the causes and consequences of the August mid-autumn murder in Tulum Port.

　　 "Viglar and Rose, there is no doubt that they are qualified as the swords of the imperial royal family."

　　 "And the Rittal family in Tulum, as a hound carefully cultivated by Viglars and Ross, their performance is also very wonderful."

　　 "The little she-wolf of the Highland Kingdom, that impulsive woman, and a few young careerists who wanted to fish in troubled waters, what they did in Tulum Harbor, finally let the imperial royal family take advantage."

　　 "For a long time, the empire has not had a good opportunity to completely control the Port of Tulum."

"But this time, it was great, it was great... Viglars and Ross did a great job, the Rittal family did a great job, and Tulum Port was completely conquered by the empire, whether in terms of real power or legal principles. , Tulum Port was completely conquered by the Empire."

　　 "Ah, the land of gold and silver... how much benefit the empire can get from it!"

　　 Old Mai kept shaking his head: "It's a pity, it's a pity, we can't eat such a big piece of fat..."

With a sigh, Old Mai picked up the teacup and took a sip of hot tea slowly: "That fellow Viglar, should be back to the imperial capital soon... the third deputy inspector general of the imperial inspection department, and the Hyderabad University The Inspector General of the District Supervision Department. It’s great. He is considered the most outstanding in the blood of the imperial family."

　　 Joe's eyes widened in shock!

　　 These guys in Blood Kapok Fort, can they even hear such news in advance?

The owner of the small building, with a haggard donkey Marquis, shook his head slightly: "This is a cold-faced butcher... He has been in the Southern Special Administrative Region for seventeen years, the three major provinces of the Southern Special Economic Zone, and Tulum Port. There were a hundred and three noble families he killed... He has solved six large dens, involving officials at all levels who were executed, imprisoned, and exiled, totaling more than 6,000..."

With a heavy sigh, the Marquis of Donkey waved his hand: "If he transfers back to the imperial capital, some of my old friends, but be careful. But what does it have to do with me? I am in the blood kapok fort. I am safe! "

　　 In the hall, a group of people burst into roar of laughter.

　　 Joe shrugged his shoulders and looked at these hysterically laughing guys a little curiously-is Viglar so terrible? He killed one hundred and three noble families? Killed more than 6,000 local officials?

　　 Oh, oh!

　　 I really didn’t think Viglar was so terrible...Although, his reputation in Tulum Harbor is indeed very, ‘cruel’!

　　 The welcome tea party continues.

　　 Lao Mai, Marquis of Donkey and others, their casual conversation made Joe shocked and inexplicable, these guys... their experience, especially their knowledge, is extremely terrifying.

　　 For more than an hour, Joe couldn't even mix with their ‘chatter’... Because some of the insights and analysis they gave casually, Joe didn’t understand at all. Especially Lao Mai, his words quoted scriptures, and often quoted all kinds of allusions, all kinds of codes, all kinds of celebrity philosophies, etc...

　　 Sorry, these allusions, codes, philosophies... Joe hasn't learned it before, hasn't heard of it, and doesn't know at all!

　　 Joe thought of the code books that he had just sent in the library of his small building.

　　 With a crimson light gleaming in his pupils, Qiao, who was a little bit irritated, instinctively entered the ‘Crimson’ state. He resolutely adopted the most straightforward, decisive and effective method.

　　 Joe picked up the small spoon next to the teacup and tapped his teacup lightly.

The old wheat and others who were talking about it quieted down at the same time, and looked at Joe who couldn't get a word in more than an hour before with smiles—their smiles were weird, like a group of cultivated old foxes, watching. A fledgling little wolf dog...

"I have a question."

Joe stood up and looked at the dozens of'predecessors' present: "Originally, I applied for a batch of code books from Blood Kapok Fort, and wanted to find answers from them... However, your previous remarks surprised me inexplicably ."

　　 "Then, can I ask you a question?"

Without waiting for Old Mai and them to speak, Joe simply said: "Someone has planted the blame and planted a theft with a market value of more than 2 billion gold marks on my head... What should I do to get out of here and recover. free."

　　 Old Mai held a tea cup and looked at Joe with interest.

　　 The others didn't say a word either, they all looked at Joe with a smile.

After a while, the old Mai laughed out loudly: "The rough little guy... the funny little guy... Since you brought it up... we won’t waste time... Ah, whisper. The forest club theft... Ah, Wei Lun relied on old and shameless guys."

　　 Old Mai took a sip of hot tea, he pondered for a while, and then nodded: "Joe Rong Witto!"

　　 Joe's face went black~www.ltnovel.com~ These guys, have known his real name and surname for a long time?

　　 No wonder this old wheat began to discuss the topic of the mid-autumn murder in Tulum Port at the beginning, and also directly led to the news that Viglar would be transferred back to the imperial capital.

"Joe, you are different from us. We... the empire can't let us leave the blood kapok fort." Old Mai said slowly: "But you...do it, it's just a theft? Even if the market value exceeds 2 billion gold. In Mark’s theft, you are not eligible to be imprisoned in the Blood Kapok Fort!"

　　 Putting down the tea cup in his hand, Old Mai said slowly: "We are willing to help our friends!"

　　 Qiao squinted at Lao Mai, and then scanned the Donkey Marquis and others one by one.

　　 "Friends?"

　　 These guys have already demonstrated their strength in the previous small chat. A group of guys imprisoned in the blood kapok fort, but still well clothed and well-informed.

　　 There is no doubt that they still have powerful energy.

　　 "We can be friends." Joe licked his lips, and both eyes turned crimson: "We can be friends...Of course, it must be harmless to me and my family."

　　 Old Mai smiled: "Apart from the cost and the risk too high, with our friendship, we can't get to that point... Two ways, let you wash your innocence and leave the blood kapok fort."

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