Book of Gods and Demons

Qiao, with impaired self-esteem, left the small restaurant angrily.

The “Imperial Chronicles” in elementary education is very good. Joe made up his mind that when he is free and in the mood, he will look through this book and read it.

But now…it’s getting late, and the meal is bigger than the sky. Joe in a bad mood is going to eat at the most expensive restaurant in Ruhr.

We have money, so Joe must look for the most expensive, not the’best’ restaurant.

As for the arrest of the Marquis of Siacques, Joe is going to think again. Anyway, he has explained everything to Little Caesar and Lieutenant General Otto, and the task assigned to him by the Queen Your Majesty has been completed.

Holding Salians letter of instruction, he has unlimited power in Ruhr City. He wants to leave halfway to eat. No one can do anything about him, and no one can stop him.

Little Caesar and Lieutenant General Otto really can’t help Joe.

They can only smile bitterly, ordering the Imperial Family Knights and the army brought by Lieutenant General Otto to conquer the local Ruhr city, such as the staff of the Ruhr City Supervision Office , All gathered together and closely monitored.

They don’t doubt the loyalty of these people to the Empire… But what if their loyalty to the Butcher family exceeds their loyalty to the Empire? Therefore, it is better to focus on it, so as not to leak the wind.

Looking at the back of Joe leading the people away, little Caesar couldn’t help complaining to Lieutenant General Otto: “Your Excellency Joe Jong Vito, he will really cause us trouble… Marquis of Siacques Alive? He is hiding in Fort Boucher?”

Little Caesar curl one’s lip, spread his hands, and made a face: “Well, if all this is true, the old grandmother will be crazy …Many people will be bad luck, I can imagine that scene.”

Lieutenant General Otto looked at Little Caesar very seriously.

For the noble empress of the Empire, when chatting in private, she called her the “grandmother”… This is a small hobby of the noble circle of Imperial Capital. Lieutenant General Otto has stayed away from Imperial in recent years. Capital aristocratic circle is not used to this.

He shook his head, lightly saying: “I believe Joe, this Little Brat…”

The index finger of the right hand moved towards his temple, and Admiral Otto lowered it Voice: “He had a serious illness when he was a child, and his brain was a little burnt out, which is not very useful…Because of this, he has a muscle, he will not fool people.”

Stand up, Gently shaking his body up and down, Lieutenant General Otto said with emotion: “When he was in Tulum Port, he said he would break someone’s head. Within three days, he would save his life and would break the other person’s head… You must go, this Little Brat will not fool people.”

Little Caesar’s face was twitched.

The face of Police Academy Mark on the side was also twitched, and he muttered in a low voice: “I am ordered to be Officer Joe’s guide!”

Little Caesar coughed heavily. He smiled and pointed to the Mark Police Academy: “Now he is going to eat and does not need your guide… I hope you can understand that it is much more suitable for you to stay here than to stay with him.”

Little Caesar said straightforwardly: “At least, if you stay here and what happens to Fort Bucher, you won’t have much suspicion, will you? How much trouble has been saved!” /p>

Marc police academy rolled the eyes, he said with a bitter smile: “The great Mu is above…I feel that Officer Joe is the biggest trouble.”

Little Caesar shook his head and smiled bitterly. “I dont think I heard these words… Well, Im going to kiss a damn frog, and then apply for reinforcements from Your Majesty… Kind Muteste, were going to deal with the Butcher family in Ruhr City This is crazy!”

The sky was completely dark, and the streets and alleys of Ruhr were illuminated by the dim light of old-fashioned gas lamps.

The thick clouds in the sky are bright red by the fire from the factories on the ground. The powerful rumbling sound of various steam machines, like the cry of rare beast, is constantly coming from all directions.

The burly-shaped Carbone Jon Bucher sits in an open-top carriage with his hands on his chest, his fierce, cold eyes slowly sweeping across the traffic and people on the street.

Where the carriage with the badge of the Butcher family passed on the door, the carriage stopped where it was, Knight stopped the mount, and pedestrians on the street stopped, everyone used their own way to Kaben pays tribute.

This is a tradition.

As one of the earliest pioneers and builders of Ruhr City, the Butcher family, his Substitute Patriarch, will receive such courtesy and respect in Ruhr City. This is as it should be by rights.

Reserved Carben looked at the behavior of these carriages and pedestrians on the street with satisfaction. He was very satisfied with the performance of these people as always. This made him feel the power he possessed steadily, and it made him feel the power of the Butcher family.

This feeling is very good.

Of course, if the check that was just handed to a fat fatty can fly back to his pocket, then he will be in a better mood.

The richer, the more stingy.

Kaben felt a bit of pain when he thought of the check he had just submitted.

But what can be done?

The youngest son he loves the most, but the most ineffective, actually participated in the kind of indiscriminate gathering… and he participated in it. It was nothing more than the indulgence and corruption of young men and women, but was The people of the Holy Inquisition of the Cathedral of Sullivan have caught an action!

The great Mu Zaishang, Bishop Hoffman of the Ruhr Cathedral, he likes money!

Well, the problem that money can solve is not a problem… But when he sent so much money out all at once, Kaben hurts, so he was in a bad mood. So normally I used to keep a card with a dead face. Today, my face is even more stiff, and the whole body exudes a suffocating chill.

However, no matter how bad the mood is, the family tradition will always last.

Surrounded by a team of guards, the open-top carriage came to the’Tomahawk Restaurant’ on the side of the square of the Old Town Hall in Ruhr.

This restaurant opened with the birth of Ruhr City. It has a history of hundreds of years. The bricks, tiles, tables and chairs in the restaurant are all antiques; every plate, every The plates are the epitome of history.

The taste of the Tomahawk restaurant may not be the best in Ruhr.

But the price of Tomahawk restaurants is definitely the most expensive in Ruhr.

The soup here is enough for ordinary person to go to a nice restaurant and have a nice meal.

Carbon is at the Tomahawk restaurant…No, it is the Butcher family at the Tomahawk restaurant. In the most eye-catching core location of the restaurant, there is a fixed reserved seat for the Butcher family only. .

Every three days, Carbon, like the Patriarch of the Bucher family, must come to the Tomahawk restaurant, sit on the most eye-catching table, and enjoy an expensive dinner.

The carriage stopped in front of the slightly old door of the Tomahawk restaurant, and Carriage walked out of the carriage with his head high.

The heavy glass door opened silently in front of Carben, and the boss of this generation of Tomahawk restaurant welcomed Carben into the restaurant with a bright smile.

Standing at the door of the restaurant, Kaben sullenly, Sen Leng’s powerful eyes fiercely scanned the entire restaurant.

Then his eyes lit up suddenly.

In the corner of the restaurant, in front of a grand piano, a slender, delicate girl with long hair, wearing a white skirt, slender fingers beating on the keys like elves , The music like gurgling streams flowed from her fingertips.

Carbon’s cold eyes became fierce, he stared at the girl deeply, said solemnly: “It’s my favorite style.”

Tomahawk Restaurant The Boss smiles brighter and brighter.

Following Ka itself, his hair is slightly grey and his personal secretary Kafu, who has worked for him for decades, smiled and nodded slightly: “Then she will be in Fort Bucher tonight. , I will play some wonderful serenades for you privately.”

Carbon nodded, with his head held up slightly, walked at a moderate pace to his exclusive seat.

In the restaurant, a well-dressed gentlemen and ladies stood up and saluted Kaben with all smiles.

In this situation, this situation is like a Wolf King walking in his own territory, and a pack of wolves leaned down to show him the acknowledge allegiance.

With a loud bang, the heavy glass door was violently pushed open by a fat hand.

The two Butcher family guards standing behind the door were hit fiercely by the door. The two of them were unsteady on their feet, staggered a few steps forward, and knocked several of their companions to each other, embarrassed. Fell to the ground.

With a sound of’boom’, a waiter in an old and conservative tuxedo standing at the door who was responsible for welcoming guests was thrown into the door roughly.

A sullen voice yelled loudly: “What do you mean? What do you mean? No reservations, I wont entertain you? Ha, its really interesting. Ive never heard that people who do business will treat customers Keep it out!”

Joe, who is burly like an old bear, shook his body and’squeezed’ into the restaurant door that seemed to be slightly cramped to him. Both of his hands akimbo, looking down at the waiter who was thrown to the ground, shook the head contemptuously: “Where is your boss? The distinguished guest comes out and entertain you!”

In the restaurant, all the gentlemen, At the same time, the lady made a surprised, soft noise.

In the Tomahawk restaurant, except for a few great characters in Ruhr, which have perennial reserved seats, other guests must make a reservation in advance to enjoy a delicious meal… But the Tomahawk restaurant does not have many seats. Bookings are often lined up after two months!

In the Tomahawk restaurant, no one has been here for decades.

About 30 years ago, a nouveau riche from outside was thrown into the metallurgical furnace… It has been a long time, and no one dared to go wild here.

Boss of this generation of Tomahawk Restaurant, Sir Syl took a deep breath and moved towards Joe loudly, “This police officer, if you have no appointment, please leave… I announce , Because of your rude and rude behavior just now, Tomahawk Restaurant will never receive you…and everyone related to you!”

Carbon, who was walking towards his dedicated seat, looked deeply One glance at the girl who stopped playing, then turned around and glanced coldly at Joe.

He moved towards Joe and pointed, coldly said: “Interrupt his four legs, and just find a pit with water and throw it in.”

In the restaurant, there are a lot of people. The gentlemen of Seoul applauded and admired.

“You deserve to be Mr. Kaben, this kind of disposal is the most suitable.”