Book of Gods and Demons

“Mr. Carbon, it looks like you are not well-connected, and someone wants to kill you!”

Joe took Carbon and hid behind a mountain of cinders, and left. He used a rusty metal plate as a shield and blocked it above his head.

On the high-altitude hot air balloon, several men dropped their flintlock rifles after launching, grabbed the twin-barreled flintlock blunderbuss, and pointed at the location where Joe was hiding,’png png png’ for another burst Nanta.

Then a few black objects the size of a human head were dropped from the hot air balloon, and a little fire star was faintly burning on it. There were loud noises, and the bomb was between the slag hills. The explosion blew up countless slag and garbage.

Carbon was trembling with anger. He gritted his teeth and hissed: “They you think you can kill me? Someone you think you can kill me? Bastard… Don’t let me know it is. Who… asshole… You are also asshole…”

Carbon moved towards Joe Roar.

Joe wasn’t used to him, Carben yelled loudly, he slapped him back with a backhand, and then threw him to the ground.

In the distance, the man who had just negotiated with Joe yelled: “Who is it? Who is it? Stop it, stop it!”

In the growing crowd, suddenly Someone blew the whistle.

A large group of people suddenly rushed forward, and a voice yelled: “Rescue Carben Lord, 1,000,000 gold mark…1,000,000 ah… kill these gangsters, the gold mark is mine!”

The flintlock sound is like popping beans, and lead bullets are flying all over the sky, causing the sound of’sou sou’ breaking through the air.

A hundred of Joe’s subordinates hid behind the simple defense line, and the lead bullet hit the temporary barrier, making a dull sound and splashing large amounts of dust.

Ya and a few old family members command subordinates counterattacked, intensively sprayed out, and occasionally mixed with a few powerful crossbows, which effectively deterred the impulsive militias. They hesitated in the distance, afraid to approach.

High in the sky, the hot air balloon threw bombs again.

The man on the hot air balloon completed the reloading skillfully and quickly. He was condescending, and the simple line of defense set up against the toothman was a slap in the face. Several lead bullets hit hard objects and ejected. Two of the Vito’s guards were shot in the arms and cried out.

Taking advantage of the slight chaos in the defense line, a group of militiamen in front suddenly rushed out, accelerated their pace and rushed over here, and dropped two small bombs from a distance.

“Asshole!”

Qiao roared, and he leaped up like a huge flea, suddenly jumping up to more than two hundred feet high. Then he took a deep breath, the power of Knight rolled in the energy sea, his right fist was like a heavy cannon, and moved towards a hot air balloon less than three hundred feet above the ground was a punch.

The Scarlet fist flew out, and the fist shadow about one chi in diameter whizzed away and hit the gondola under the hot air balloon.

There was a loud noise, the fist gang exploded, and the gondola was shattered by the fist gang. Several men in the gondola were also shaken to pieces. The gas tank in the hanging basket exploded and exploded into a fireball with a radius of 100 feet, enclosing the entire hot air balloon.

A large flame dropping from the sky, various scattered fragments in the hanging basket’ding ding dong dong’ hit the ground.

Qiao drew an arc and lightly landed on the top of a muck mountain. He looked at the torch and lantern used in the distance, and roared in a low voice: “You want to die, I will fulfill you! “

There is a piece of slag under Joe’s feet, measuring five or six feet in radius and weighing nearly ten thousand pounds.

He grabbed this piece of slag with numerous pores and cracks and threw it out.

A team of robust men wielding short guns and swords were moving towards here in a mess, and the slag hit them in front of them. The brittle and hard slag exploded and turned into countless thumb-sized fragments. Fight everywhere.

The fragments roared like shotguns fired from field artillery, and plunged into the crowd frantically.

Dozens of robust men who clamored loudly and frantically stirred up the militias emotions collapsed in horror. Under Joes powerful blessing, the slag fragments penetrated their bodies like arrows and brought them up. one after another blood arrow.

One silhouette dashed out of the darkness, swung his piercing sword, rushed to the group of injured and fallen men, grabbed the arrogant man who had just taken the lead, and held his neck. Three or five strides back to the back of the defense.

all directions The militiamen who were clamoring forward were frightened by Qiaos sudden blow. They clenched their weapons, gasping for breath looking at the slag mountain in the darkness, not knowing what to do. Stopped in place.

“Arrest them…I want to know their master.” The man who had just negotiated with Joe shouted angrily and issued several orders in a row.

Then, a gas lamp left the crowd, and a middle-aged man in uniform, with a resolute look, dangling a cigarette, marched hundreds of feet, and came to the bottom of the slag hill where Joe was. .

“This is Ruhr City Police Chief Martin… Martin Williams.” The middle-aged man raised the gas lamp in his hand, he looked up at the top of the slag mountain, his figure was darkened The submerged Joe said solemnly: “You don’t want things to get out of control, do you? Huh? Level 1 Lieutenant, Joe Yung Vito?” There was a slight noise behind Martin. .

Joe looked at Martin curiously: “Do you know who I am?”

Martin’hehe’ laughed: “Mark Police Academy is my person, I sent him I’ll be your guide…I wasn’t sure…but when I saw you, your size and your police rank let me know that it must be you.”

“Inspector Joe, you are a glorious imperial policeman. You will definitely not do anything illegal, do you?” Martin said gently, “There must be a misunderstanding, you and Mr. Carben, there must be some misunderstanding. “

“This is Marks dereliction of duty. If he is by your side, there will be no such thing…so, we can talk about it…you can open whatever is reasonable and reasonable. Conditions.”

A group of policemen slowly walked out of the crowd. They step by step walked to the injured guys who fell to the ground. They stopped slightly and saw that there was no movement on Joes side. Quickly took out the handcuffs and shackles, tied these big men firmly, and then dragged them to the rear for treatment.

These big guys are suspected of’conspiring to kill’ Kaben. It is conceivable that their fate will not be any better.

Joe stood on the top of the muck hill with his hands on his hips, and looked down at Martin, who was hundreds of feet away with his right hand holding a gas lamp.

Martin is dressed in casual clothes, but he has a gold police badge hanging on his chest. This guy is a Level 3 police officer-his rank is equivalent to a major general in the army.

Frowns thought for a while, and Joe said solemnly: “Chief Martin, I’m still the old saying, I want to bring people to Fort Bucher. This is my only condition, and there is no room for negotiation.”

“The police officer.” On the top of a muck mountain to Joe’s right, Karl Jon Bucher, who was still discussing matters in Fort Boucher, appeared quietly. Carl, dressed in black clothed and wearing a black hat, bowed to Joe, gave a salute, said solemnly: “You insisted on entering Fort Boucher, is it necessary for you?”

Joes pupils shrank First line.

He has been observing the movement of all around, but Carl can actually get close to such a close distance quietly…This guy’s strength is much stronger than Carbon.

He hurriedly looked back and found that Lan Mujin was already standing next to Carben, with a small blade in his hand touching Carbens neck, and he exhaled in relief. .

Carl is wearing the family crest of the Butcher family, which clearly shows his identity. Joe was a little shocked. It didn’t take much time for him to make a noise. Butcher family members could find here, which shows how powerful the Butcher family is in Ruhr City.

This reaction efficiency is much stronger than those of the Great Family in Tulum Port.

This is the biggest difference between the inheritance of the imperial giants for hundreds of years and the upstarts of Tulum Harbour, right?

Carl continued: “The Butcher family is loyal to the Empire, if you do have…”

Carl didn’t finish.

Because of the crowd, in the densely packed militia, two hundred-cent-caliber field guns appeared. The two militiamen with black ink on their faces moved the small torch in their hands to the fire gate, and the two field guns immediately made huge rumbling sounds.

More than a hundred rounds of large shotguns with a harsh howling sound blasted towards Karl who was standing on the top of the muck mountain.

Carl let out an angry curse, a cold light hovering around him, a soft sword more than four feet long with a piercing sound, splitting the shotgun that hit him. .

As soon as the sword light spins, dozens of shots turned into more than a thousand pieces of fragments and fell. Karl hissed, “Grab them! Bastards, I’m going to take your skin off!”

Among the crowd, dozens of Butcher’s subordinates wearing black cloth jumped into the air, moved towards Two militiamen who fired guns rushed over.

The two militiamen grinned, then fiercely clenched the teeth.

When the Butchers subordinates rushed to them, the two militiamen had vomited black blood and fell to the ground. A Butcher family guard squatted down, pressed his fingers on their necks and hearts, and then gently shook the head.

“How did these two guns come from?” In the crowd, the head of the Butcher family’s guard yelled.

all around torch, the lanterns are shaking, the chaotic crowd is bustling, no one can figure out when the two artillery pieces were arranged here, and the two militiamen who committed suicide by taking poison are again Which team followed.

Several Butcher family guards picked up the torch and got to the stern of the two field guns to take a look.

Behind the rear of the gun, there is a palm-size polished trace, the factory number on the field gun, and the information of the foundry, etc., are all polished away.

In Ruhr’s lingo, these are two’black cannons’!

A few minutes later, Carl moved towards Joe who received the news shouted loudly: “Mr. Officer, someone is using what you have caused to stir up the water… For you, and for the benefit of the Butcher family, We should…”

‘Boom’!

A group of red fires burst into the sky in the distant factory area. In the fire, several towering chimneys can be seen collapsed.

The sound of the explosion was accompanied by a gust of wind roaring, causing a large cloud of smoke and dust.

Immediately afterwards, intensive gunfire sounded like popping beans, and an inexplicable battle broke out in Ruhr…