Book of Gods and Demons

"Book of Gods and Demons (

November 10th.

Hydra Palace, Hall of the Sages.

This is a huge hall with an extremely solemn and solemn style.

Every corridor here, every hall room, and the main hall are covered with huge portraits of people. They are all prominent figures in the history of the Durham Empire.

The portraits of loyal officials, heroes, and emperors of each generation are carefully preserved here.

Especially in the most central main hall, six giant portrait oil paintings nearly a hundred feet tall stand majestically. In the portrait, six predecessor emperors of the Derren Empire, dressed in mottled ancient armor and stern faces, looked like living humans, with dark gray eyes looking down the hall sternly.

For hundreds of years in the Durham Empire, only these six previous emperors have made great achievements. Only then did the later emperors display their portraits in this main hall.

The sky outside was dim, but the hall was brightly lit.

On the center line of the main hall of the Hall of the Sages, a scarlet carpet was spread from the gate to the end of the hall, reaching the throne directly below the portrait of the founding emperor of the Durham Empire.

Twelve old people wearing black dresses, ribbons and various medals hanging on their chests, and huge antique-grade gemstone rings on their fingers, and the jewels between their waves, full of richness, standing quietly, lined up. In the middle of the hall, he looked blankly at Joe who walked in slowly.

The door of the Hall of the Sages was heavily closed behind Qiao.

Merlin brought Joe here, and then he stayed outside the door. What's going to happen next is how Joe will cut meat from these super Junkers in Ruhr City.

This is a very private matter, Merlin, and other court officials of Hydra Palace, and even members of the royal family, will not rashly intervene in this kind of private affairs between nobles and nobles.

Of course, the meeting place was placed in the hall of the sages. I believe that the representatives of these super Junkers also understand the attitude of the royal family-to the sages of the empire to testify for Joe.

"The weather is good, gentlemen." Joe walked slowly to the twelve old people lined up with his hands behind his back: "I heard that you brought the sincerity of the family behind you?"

Standing in the middle position, the old man with a Bergman family crest badge pinned on his neckline had a gloomy face, took out an official document from his pocket, and handed it to Joe expressionlessly: "We brought ours. Sincerity...Look, if you are satisfied, then sign the official document we have drawn up, and the wealth above is yours.

Joe took the official document, which was just a thin, ordinary office paper. It is a little more than a foot long and about three-quarters wide, with a dozen lines written in dark gray swashes.

An old castle manor in the Ruhr City Region, covering an area of ​​about 300 acres.

A wine estate in the Ruhr region has about one thousand acres of grape fields.

A coal washing plant in the Ruhr City region has an annual output of about 10 million tons.

These are the three main things inside.

The castle manor, together with all the antiques inside, including hundreds of servants and maids, and 300 acres of land are transferred together, the total value is about 5 million gold marks.

The wine estate, its own land, with a small well-known wine workshop, and two underground wine warehouses, as well as those of good quality, a full thousand acres of old vines, the market value is about three million gold marks. , And the annual production of red wine can produce a net profit of about one million gold marks.

In terms of the ratio of annual profit output to total capital, this wine estate is a good asset. For many families in the mainland of Medland, with such a wine estate, it is really a lifetime of eating and drinking, and it can be very moist and luxurious.

As for the coal washing plant, it only selects the transported coarse coal, classifies the coarse coal lumps, removes impurities, etc., which belong to the lowest-level raw material rough processing industry.

The processing of incoming materials at the coal washing plant is choked by upstream coal mines. At the same time, its product sales are greatly affected by downstream coal users. Once the coal mine stops supplying coal and coal users do not purchase selected lump coal from you, this coal washing plant with an annual output of more than 10 million tons and a gross profit of approximately two or three million gold marks will immediately face despair.

So, this is a ‘big fat’ that looks very good!

As for the other dozen things... well, it’s nothing more than pure-blooded war horses, a few antique horse-drawn carriages of great historical value, a few antique pocket watches, and some in the provinces surrounding the Ruhr City region. , Several good villas, apartments and other real estate.

That's it.

Joe shook the thin piece of paper in his hand, and looked sideways at the twelve old people standing in front of him: "You guys, how about calling Huazi?"

The representative of the Bergman family, the old man with a gloomy look coldly snorted: "Joe Rong Witto...you haven't suffered any physical harm, are you? Are these compensations not enough? Be a human, don't greedy!"

Qiao sighed heavily, then shook his head vigorously: "You don't know how much economic loss and psychological damage you have caused to me... You planted me, framed me, I was in despair, in order to wash away Do you know how much I paid for my crime?"

"Not to mention, when you arbitrarily broke into 158 Qingsong Street and planted me unscrupulously, your people killed and injured so many brave and loyal subordinates of mine."

"My subordinates killed and injured hundreds of people. The little things you gave, even their pensions were not enough."

With a sullen face, Qiao dropped the thin official document in his hand on the ground, then spit on it, and then stepped on his foot fiercely. He twisted the soles of his feet vigorously, and the thick, coarse-grained bottoms of the boots rubbed the paper into thin pieces, and all the foam was rubbed on the new big scarlet carpet.

In the wall of the main hall of the Hall of the Sages, through the exquisitely designed observation port, the faces of King Mata XIII and Salian, who were observing the movement in the main hall, twitched.

Damn little bastard...For hundreds of years since the founding of the Durham Empire, this is the first time anyone dared to spit in the main hall of the Palace of the Sage!

Salian squeezed his fists hard, and he suddenly felt a little itchy.

Bergman looked at the scraped paper and said nothing.

He took out another document from his pocket and handed it to Joe blankly... Seeing that Joe had accepted the document this time with'full two papers', Bergman slowly said: "This Once, you should be satisfied, right?"

Joe flipped through two pieces of paper and read it quickly.

Yes, this time is a little bit interesting. The total assets and annual income of the industry recorded on the two thin pieces of paper are about three times that of the previous thin paper.

Joe blew a whistle, lowered his head slightly, and stared at the twelve old people in front of him one by one.

Then he shook his head, slapped his hands, and smashed the two pieces of thin paper: "If it weren't for Mr. Merlin to tell me, you are the representatives of the twelve richest and most powerful deacon families in Ruhr, I I thought you were a hillbilly from some country."

"You guys, how about sending a beggar?" Joe waved his hands, and the scraps of paper were scattered all over the sky: "You guys, how about a beggar? Hehe, it seems that you are not sincere in solving the problem, so..."

Shrugging his shoulders, Joe turned and left.

The faces of the twelve old people twitched at the same time. An old man standing on the edge shook his body. He brought a wisp of breeze and quickly blocked him in front of Joe. He reached out and pressed his hand toward Joe’s belly: "Joe. Rong Weitu, you'd better be with us..."

The old man shot gently, just trying to block Joe.

As soon as his palm touched Joe's clothes, he heard a muffled sound. The clothes on Joe's body exploded to pieces, revealing a large amount of white flesh and blood. Qiao screamed horribly and fell to the ground with a scream of scream.

He himself was extremely heavy, and he pressed **** the ground, and heard the loud noise, the entire palace of the sage swayed slightly...On the ground, the original scarlet red carpet was cracked open. A human-shaped hole, Joe's entire body was deeply plunged into the water-milled granite stone brick.

"Help... Kill people!" The red-faced and full of breath Joe yelled in his throat: "Help, they want to kill me, they... want to..."

Qiao coughed heavily, then reached out and touched the corner of his mouth, and found that there were only a few drools on his palm, and there was no other color other than that.

Joe's face turned dark, he raised his right hand and slapped his chest with a fierce slap.

‘Boom’!

In the loud noise, the Hall of the Sages trembled again, and a large area of ​​floor tiles under Qiao's body shattered, and the spider-web-like cracks extended to the distance for nearly a hundred feet~www.ltnovel.com~ Qiao opened his mouth and took a mouthful of old blood. The spray is more than three feet high.

With a light flick of his head from left to right, the blood is very well-proportioned, and a graceful arc is thrown on him.

The red blood flowed down the skin and flesh of the white flowers, and the contrast between red and white was unusually distinct, full of a tragic and tragic beauty.

The old man who shot to block Joe looked at Joe who was vomiting blood in amazement.

He just, he just, gave Joe a light push!

He swears that he dare to swear with the souls of his family's ancestors, that the strength he just used can probably kill three or five fat flies, but that's all. With the strength he used, even a slightly stronger mouse could not be killed, let alone Joe, who was seven feet tall and several inches tall and weighed hundreds of pounds!

With a ‘boom’, the door of the Palace of the Sages was pushed open heavily, and Merlin rushed in with a large group of court knights.

"Gentlemen, what do you want to do?" Merlin roared with stern anger: "In the sacred and majestic Hydra Palace, in front of the statues of the emperors of the past, you... are you so frantic?"

With a sullen face, Mei Lin waved his right hand to order the twelve old people to be arrested on the spot.

The old man of the Bergman family sighed, and he slowly said: "Your Excellency Merlin, let us continue the discussion... Well, Joe Jong Witto, now, let us formally, well, seriously, talk Talk about it."

"This time, we promise that we will show true sincerity... and please... show your sincerity!"

Joe sneered, rolled his eyes, and his body twitched violently.

After a few taps, Joe made a weird noise, and then his body suddenly stiffened, and he fainted vividly.