Book of Gods and Demons

Joe put his hands on his belt, like a mountain, leaning against the gate of the main building.

pay a visit to.

Or at this point in time?

Haha, the social etiquette of Medland, the communication of the upper class, you can have a little bit of life, and everyone can share lunch.

Friends who are a little closer, drink afternoon tea and chat together, even if they are initially involved in a certain social circle.

Get closer, and there will be a formal invitation to invite you to a dinner at home, and three or five friends will share dinner. This kind of banquet, even the top rich and nobles, has a large number of cooks and various chefs, and there will be one or two delicious dishes cooked by the hostess on the table, which reflects everyone's friendship and closeness.

Only the kind of true close friends whose friendship has reached the point where they can stab each other, or the kind of close friends whose mutual interests can make everyone go on the gallows together, are eligible to be uninvited without being invited. , To visit after dinner.

According to the unspoken rules of the mainland of Medland, if the master does not invite, then the master's mansion is absolutely private territory-wind can enter, rain can enter, and His Majesty is not allowed to enter!

In addition, the reading app I am using recently, [\\mi\\mi\\read\\app\\\\] has a lot of sources, complete books, and fast updates!

And the little leisure time after dinner is the most intimate family time for the host.

It is a great impoliteness to rush to visit.

"With this kind of face, how good does he feel about himself when visiting at this time?" Qiao held a big cigar in his mouth, and Big Ivan took out a box of matches, with a dogged face. With a flattering smile, he lit a cigar for Joe.

Then, Big Ivan said fiercely: "This is shameless... Boss, I have saved a little over the years. I heard that you and your master are going to make a fortune... Can you take me to earn some wifehood?"

Qiao gave Big Ivan a slanted look, and gently poked his fingers on Big Ivan's chest. He was silent for a while, and then nodded: "Well, if you can put together more capital, let's put together a little more... this war , We are set to win, we...can make a big deal."

Da Yifan smiled so that his eyes narrowed into a line, and his bald head became red, as if he had been hit with a layer of rouge.

Marcos, Lan Hibiscus, and Lan Kikyo stood calmly beside Joe. They coldly looked at the big Ivan with a flattering face, and rolled their eyes almost at the same time.

In the crisp sound of horseshoes, Friedrich, wearing a navy uniform, rode with a smile on his face.

A long distance away, when Friedrich saw Joe’s burly figure and big round face, Friedrich’s smile suddenly constricted, he squinted his eyes, and quickly turned his head towards Lucien behind him. Muttered in a low voice.

Fred has been extremely careful to lower his voice, but Joe now has the legendary hearing from part of the power of the wolf king Wall. A few hundred feet away, even the mosquitoes waving their wings are clearly audible, not to mention the words of Fred. the sound of?

"Lucien, you didn't tell me that this fat man is back." Friedrich was a little angry.

"No news at all, Your Majesty... The people we planted in Tulum Harbour did not receive any news at all that this guy is back." Lucien's eyes flickered, and he stared at Joe firmly: "According to Hyderabad The routine report sent back over there, this guy should still behave wantonly in Hyderabad."

"I don't want to see him." Philiptra pulled the reins and slowed down the speed of his mount: "He... unexpectedly got the favor of His Majesty, he can actually hold Heilinger's killing and mischief... I... To be honest, I saw him and felt a little guilty."

"Uh!" Lucien said... speechless.

Even though he tried to slow down the speed of the mount, Frederick was still taken by the mount to the gate of the main building. He turned over and got off the horse helplessly, forced a smile, stepped up the steps in two steps, and came to Joe's face.

He smiled and stretched out his hand to Joe.

Joe raised his right hand and paid a military salute to Frederick ceremoniously.

Fred was stunned. He retracted his right hand and raised his hand to make a military salute to Joe, but Joe had already put down his right arm and stretched out his hand to Friedrich with a smile.

Frederick was dumbfounded, his smile dissipated a little, he put down his hand, and extended his hand to Joe again.

And Joe had already retracted his hand quickly. He opened his arms and enthusiastically, like a wild bear in the forest pounced on an old goat, he took Frederick House into his arms.

Two arms that were almost as thick as Fred’s waist hugged Fred. Joe’s fat palms, almost a circle bigger than Fred’s head, were like a siege hammer. Tete's back was slapped several times.

Frederick's body trembled violently.

Qiao embraced passionately, almost squeezing all the bones in his upper body. He even heard the overwhelmed ‘click’ from the bones of his body.

And those heavy and powerful slaps were even more like a giant cannon and pestle firing on his back, slamming his internal organs, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood without being slapped by Joe.

"Ah, your Royal Highness, my sorrow!" Joe enthusiastically kneaded Fred, relying on the advantages of physique and strength, and at the same time yelled loudly with a stiff face.

Now Joe is a lot taller than Frederick in his height alone, and his shoulder width and waist circumference are far more than Frederick.

As for pure physical power...

Joe spent a small amount of money and took a look at Frederick’s pure physical power. Frederick’s physical power surpassed that of Lieutenant General Otto under the Duke of Rose, but it was still slightly more than that of Marcos and Ivan the Great beside Joe. It's a little bit short, which is just over 30 million pounds.

The degree of integration of his sixth-order medicine is not high, only a dozen percent.

It can be seen that Friedrich belongs to the kind of ‘safety’ transcendent who has not experienced life and death, and his potential has not been fully tapped.

Thirty million pounds of physical power, placed among ordinary people, can be called superhuman.

But in the face of Joe, whose physical strength has reached 285 million pounds... Frederick is a poor little rabbit.

Frederick only felt that his lungs were about to explode, and the horrible force squeezed his internal organs. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't breathe... His lungs were hot, like a fire.

It's not just the lungs.

His entire upper body... he was like a poor lemon, which was roughly stuffed into the juicer, then squeezed violently and crushed crazily.

The blood vessels in his upper body were all squeezed by Joe's violent squeeze, steadily shrinking and shrinking, the blood flow in the whole upper body was not smooth, and the blood was all squeezed towards his lower body.

Frederick could feel that the blood vessels in his legs were almost exploding!

"Look at you, your face is ugly...but, I can understand, I can really understand, sorrow, sorrow...Please, don't be overly sad, after all, this kind of thing...hey, who can think of it? ?"

Qiao Xu murmured ‘soothing’ Frederick.

Frederick was like a big caterpillar, struggling embarrassedly in Joe's horrible embrace.

But his struggle was getting smaller and smaller, and he was about to faint because of Joe's violent squeeze... and maybe there would be other physical injuries.

In fact, Joe's strength was too strong, and Friedrich was too weak compared to him.

"Joe von Witto, what do you want to do? Let go of Your Highness Frederick!"

Lucien was also caught off guard by Joe. As soon as they met, and before they said a word, Joe took Frederick in his arms—even if it was a young couple who had reunited after a long time. Enthusiastic, right?

But soon, Lucien discovered Joe's malice.

This fellow... is completely ravaging Frederick wanton, crazy, and unreasonably!

Lucien rushed up the steps and reached out to grab Joe's arm.

"Wh... what are you doing?" Big Ivan stepped a step and stood in front of Lucian. He slapped Lucian's head with a slap. With a hard right hand, he gave Lucian, who was born gentle and handsome, to the original. Raised it to the ground.

Lucien let out a bitter scream, he raised his hands abruptly, and grabbed the palm of Big Ivan fiercely.

Severe pain...severe pain... His head is like an iron circle, and his skull is creaking. Lucien's eyes almost jumped out of his sockets, and his eyeballs were rapidly congested, and he could see. The scenes turned pale blood.

"Don't hinder the friendly communication between the boss and the distinguished guests... Well, I hate little white faces... When in the Lucia army, the royal bastards, the royal members who are all neatly dressed up on the battlefield, are all little white faces."

"They never do good things... they let us charge ahead, but the final credit is all theirs, and all the mistakes are ours."

"Xiao Bai Lian is equivalent to a badass... Your little appearance ~ www.ltnovel.com~ is also considered the best item in Xiao Bai Lian, so you are a top badass!"

Big Ivan was talking, not knowing that he was thinking of something unbearable, so he slammed Lucien's belly with his left hand. After the bang, Big Ivan let go of his right hand, and Lucien hugged his belly with both hands, like a lobster, curled up as hard as he could, and convulsed violently on the ground.

"Joe..." Frederick couldn't help but let out a weeping cry.

"Ah, my dear highness, you are crying..." Joe stared at Frederick firmly, then slowly let go of his arms, Frederick gasped for breath, his body staggered back. After two steps, he squatted on the ground panting.

With a big cigar in his mouth, Joe spit out the thick smoke comfortably.

"Well, my sorrow, my dear Frederick, you-mother-dead!"

Joe grinned, revealing two rows of sharp white teeth, in a tone that was almost'joyful', with a straight face, he said solemnly to Friedrich: "You-mum-dead-, of course this is unfortunate. Things...but..."

Frederick raised his head abruptly, and he hissed: "That woman, not my mother...My mother is..."

He wobbly wanted to stand up, but the blood from the lower half of his body rushed upwards. In addition, he spoke too quickly, and he spouted out of his lungs with a whistling sound. He shook his body and backed away. After two steps, he fell off the steps and fell into front of his mount in a very embarrassing manner.

Several naval officers that Fredert had brought had just jumped off their horses at this time.

They were helpless and rushed to Fred's side. An officer unbuttoned his clothes and put his clothes on his face desperately.