Book of Gods and Demons

“I swear I don’t know about the Marquis of Siacques.” Carbone lay down in the stagnant water, trying his best to look up at Joe: “Give me time, let me check… _o matter who does good deeds, I will hand him over to you.”

Joe sullen his face, clutching his head hard: “But, you will get revenge, right?”

Carbon gritted his teeth and shook his head vigorously: “No, I won’t!”

Joe kept shaking his head: “No, you will get revenge.”

Carbon gritted his teeth and looked at Joe sincerely: “I won’t retaliate, why should I retaliate?”

Joe pointed to Carben and sighed: “Look, you Become so embarrassed, the dignified Butcher family Patriarch, I make you so embarrassed, you will definitely get revenge.”

Carbon is almost going crazy, he whispered with a bright smile Said gently to Joe: “No, I won’t. I swear with my grandfather’s soul that I will not retaliate…Moreover, we always have to find a way to resolve the contradiction in front of us. You can’t always tie me here. “

Carbon said with a slight smile: “Do you want me to help you arrest the Marquis of Seac? No problem, I promised, I cooperate, and the Butcher family will cooperate fully.”

Joe looked at Carben a little distressed: “But you will avenge me.”

Carbon looked at Joe sincerely, and shook his head very firmly: “No, I I will not retaliate against you.”

Qiao looked up at the sky. Not far away, two hot air balloons floated by one after the other. The two beams of light were like two long swords shining with lightning, easily torn A thick night opened, illuminating several slag hills below.

There was a conversation on the hot air balloon from far away. Someone was holding a large tin horn and shouting: “There is no one here, change direction, change direction… watch the wind direction, be careful, damn it! “

“What if you retaliate against me?” Joe said to Carben seriously: “I tied you here on an impulse. Seriously… Now, it’s not easy to finish.”

Carbon’s mouth twitched violently.

Asshole, dont you think of it now?

What is impulse?

On an impulse, you were in the public, wounded your guard and tied yourself up?

Have you never thought about the consequences?

In the distance, two police leaders led a small group of militiamen moved towards here and searched. They carried the shining gas lamp in their hands, and the azure-white light illuminated the nearby slag hill, casting a large shadow further away.

“Be careful all around, and be ready to fight at any time.” Kong Wu’s powerful militiaman Captain carried a double-tube flintlock blizzard in his left hand, and his right hand clasped a battle blade tightly, shouting with excitement: ” Haha, if I can find Carbon Lord, I will quit my job immediately…Go to the countryside to buy a farm and retire and enjoy life!”

Twenty militiamen are as excited as their Captain, they everyone talking at once. After finding the card, how to use the bounty to survive.

Only the two leaders of the police were serious, cautiously mixed in the militia team, carefully watching all around.

They know that they dare to kidnap Kaben in public, and those who have the ability to kidnap Kaben in public are undoubtedly the gangsters among the bandits and the villains among the villains. These people are powerful, temperament is fierce, and such a small group of people really run into others, and they don’t even have the qualifications to stuff their teeth.

They are nothing more than an early warning, or beat the grass to scare the snake.

The militiamen happily discussed the usefulness of the bounty, while the police were nervous and tightened their nerves.

The low wolf howl came from behind a slag hill, and a hazy silhouette rushed into the militia with a cool breeze. Lan Mujin’s hands were like electricity, and his fists tapped lightly to the left and right, and the two dozen militiamen fainted and fell to the ground.

The gas lamps in the hands of the militiamen fell. The spooky Lan Mujin even had time to catch these gas lamps and put them on the ground intact.

The two policemen stood stiffly on the spot, feeling a chill from the top of the head all over the body, and they could hardly move a finger.

Yaya Peter and the others rushed out of the dark shadows. They quickly collected the weapons of the militiamen, then took out the ropes, and put their hands and legs on their backs. Bund up firmly.

A policeman finally came back to his senses. He stammered: “You are impossible to escape. The entire city of Ruhr has been blocked.”

Joe Hearing the movement here, he dropped Carben and strode over.

Hearing what the policeman said, Joe said solemnly: “Escape? Why should I escape? Ha, I’m stupid. I have Sally’s mandate. I have unlimited power in Ruhr City. I do Why are you trying to escape?”

Joe slapped his head vigorously, and his head made a muffled sound, which scared Lan Mujin, Fang and Skins squatting in the dark. Jump.

Qiao said loudly with a smile: “Why am I running away? Really… I developed a bad illness when I was a child. He followed Gorkin in a fight on the street and beat him to his head. Single thought is to run away!”

Shrugged his shoulders, Joe held his head high, and shouted high-spirited and vigorous: “But now, why should I run? I am a policeman and I am ordered to perform the task …Damn it, the order issued by the Queen Your Majesty herself, and the letter of instruction from Her Royal Highness Sallian…Why should I run away?”

Joe stomped his feet with regret, and the ground suddenly buzzed. ”S shook, the two nearby stone mountains shook, and a large amount of slag and cinder’crash-bang’ fell down.

Carbon was hit on his head by a few pieces of fist sized slag. He was so scared that he screamed and screamed, lest the slag stone mountain collapse and buried him underneath.

As the Patriarch of the Butcher family, Carben’s personal strength is limited. If buried under the slag, he will undoubtedly die.

Joe grabbed a gas lamp on the ground and threw it into the distance.

The head-sized gas lamp was thrown out nearly a thousand feet, and then hit a slag mountain. A muffled sound came from the slag mountain, and a huge fire burst out on the slag mountain.

In the air hundreds of feet above the ground, several hot air balloons were yelling at the same time.

A sharp police whistle came from a forest in the distance. Someone rang the gong, and the large torch, horse lantern, gas lamp, etc. flickered, changing from in groups of three or four to one row by row , And then quickly gathered into a large piece.

Immediately afterwards, several hot air balloons in the air turned slowly, moving towards here and flew over.

The lights gathered into a sea of grandiose flock to this side, there are dense footsteps everywhere, and there are excitement loud noises.

There are countless dog barking sounds. These people who search at night, overwhelming majority have dogs with them. Some people use ropes to lead their dogs, and more dogs run around casually. Many bulldogs ran far faster than their owners and rushed into this slag dump.

In the fierce bark, dozens of fat-bodied hounds panted heavily and walked around from behind a pile of slag.

They suddenly saw Joe and the others, a bulldog with the largest size hesitated, then spit out saliva and jumped up, moving towards the nearest orchid hibiscus launched a flutter. The other hounds did the same, and roar launched a pounce.

Mr. Skins raised his thin walking stick, chanted a secret mantra in a low voice, and the stick fell heavily on the ground.

A faint cold wind’sou sou’ rolled across the ground and quickly spread to all around.

The pounding bulldogs suddenly spewed a lot of urine. They let out a sorrowful cry, rolled awkwardly on the ground a few times, and then turned around with their tails in their hands and fled.

Joe ran back to Carben, picked him up, leaped slightly, took Carben two or three times and jumped onto a slag mountain nearly three hundred feet high. , And then raised the right hand.

On a few hot air balloons, a thick beam of light shone down, just covering Joe’s body.

Joe held Carben in his hand and shouted: “Carbon Jon Bucher is here…Whoever dares to take a step closer, or if there is any sign of attack, I will chop off his head !”

In the dark night, Joe’s voice was very penetrating, and it spread far away with the night wind.

The large lights approaching in the distance suddenly stopped. After a while, a few gas lamps cautiously approached this side for a certain distance, and a mans voice sounded far away: “Dont hurt Your Excellency Carbon, what conditions do you have, we can talk about it!”

“I’m going to Fort Boucher.” Joe shouted loudly: “I’m going to Fort Boucher…Open Boucher At the gate of Erborg, withdraw all the guards and private soldiers and let my people in!”

“This is impossible.” The man loudly said: “This request is too much, the Butcher family We wont agree to such an outrageous condition. Our Ruhr city officials are also impossible to agree to such an excessive request.”

The light in the distance swayed a few times, and the mans voice came again: “Or, Lets change the terms? Gold Coin, or any other expensive jewels that are convenient to carry? Its not difficult to solve, isnt it? Give you enough wealth, and then let you leave safely with the money?”

He shook Carbon vigorously: “Enough wealth? How much wealth is enough? Money has no meaning to me… I just want to enter Fort Boucher, this is my only condition!”

Joe shook the card with too much force. The card itself hurt and he couldn’t help humming a few times.

A hot air balloon floated over in the sky, and a rude voice was yelling: “I saw him, bastard, they are torturing Lord Carbon!”

Floating over Joe’s head, several flintlock rifles stretched out from the gondola, aiming at Joe far away. The rude voice yelled: “Asshole, let go of the Lord Carben…”

Joe laughed loudly.

Carbon flustered and exasperated roared: “Asshole, take the gun back, do you want to…”

‘peng~ peng~ peng~’…The gun went off .

Several flintlock rifles were outrageously excited, Joe grabbed Carben and led him to jump off the stone mountain. Several large-caliber lead bullets landed on the slag stone mountain, hitting sparks flying in all directions, and a small piece of slag stone’crash-bang’ slipped down.

An exclamation sound came from a distance.

“Don’t shoot, don’t shoot…Asshole, you are making trouble for yourself!”

“Sir, let’s talk about it… Open Fort Bucher is It’s impossible…Let’s discuss it again.”