Book of Gods and Demons

October 27 days, night.

It’s raining.

The rain was not heavy, but it was cold. The temperature throughout Hyderabad and even the central abdominal area of the Durham Empire began to drop rapidly.

Imperial Capital Police Station South Station, a group of plasterers worked overtime overnight to repair the load-bearing column that was broken by Joe. A large number of steel bars and iron pipes temporarily replaced the load-bearing columns and propped up a few roof beams. A group of workers were busy grinding blocks of granite into suitable shapes and sizes.

A group of police officers stood in the corridor, looking depressed at the busy workers, lifting the head from time to time, and looking at the large cracked ceiling above the corridor.

Damn, they don’t want to work in this dangerous building.

But in a while, they couldn’t find a Public Area Point that could accommodate so many police officers.

What else?

It can only be repaired, can it be useful?

Several senior police officers gloomy face, flustered and exasperated, have a cruel heart. After the building is repaired, no matter how much the cost is, they will add a zero to the back and send it to the troublesome “colleague”.

This kid…he’s so fat, he’s really worthy of the fat on his body, he’s really rich!

Stuart IX’s kind of cheap breed can blackmail 2,000,000 gold marks from his hand…Tsk tsk, their South Station branch, is it possible that is not as good as those wild dogs Portusser?

Next to the office of the director of the branch, Yankel temporarily occupied this office.

One of the walls of his secretary’s office was shattered by Joe’s fist. The workers just patched up half of the wall and couldn’t use it at all.

Yankel could only occupy the room next door, and a large number of documents, files, books and other debris were moved from his office, making the whole room messy.

Holding a glass of mellow wine, Yankel stood at the window, staring blankly at the dimly lit square in front of the station.

“You are really a credibility bunny…Didn’t you say that you want to talk to me about the cigar agency business?” Yankel scratched his forehead a bit distressed. Of course he knew he had offended Joe, but he really couldn’t let go of the cigar agency business that Joe had mentioned.

He knows how high the price of the cigars he normally collects, he really doesnt know that the source of these cigars is actually the family behind Qiao… the sea merchants in Tulum, really It’s very rich!

If you can represent these cigars…

sighed, Yankel walked to the desk and sat down and took a sip of the wine in the glass.

Its his turn to be on duty today. The winter nights in Hyderabad are long, humid, and cold. The good people will never go out at night, and the incidence of various crimes is higher than in spring, summer, and autumn. More than doubled.

“Hate winter…I hate working overtime…especially night work.” Yankel put his legs on the desk, and then took out his pocket watch to check the time.

There are still a few trains arriving at the station tonight, I hope it will be all right.

‘dong, dong, dong’, someone knocked on the office door, and the knocker moved at a moderate pace. The knock on the door was heavy and penetrating, and it was inexplicable Majesty and power.

Through the knock on the door, the experienced Yankel knew that a person of decent status must have come outside.

He hurriedly retracted his legs. Before he could say “please come in”, the door of the room had been pushed open. Several people were wearing police uniforms and the golden stars on the epaulettes were shining middle- The aged man gloomy face, strode in.

Yankel banged the wine glass heavily on the desk, as if hitting a hot red soldering iron on his buttocks, one jumped up, and the other stood at attention. Then he raised his hand and saluted the middle-aged man who walked in.

“Sir!” Yankel yelled with all his strength.

Damn, a few middle-aged man who came in, a Level 2 police officer, the police rank equal to the military lieutenant general; two Level 3 police officers, the police rank equal to the military major general; there are four or five Level 1 Police Academy, the police rank is equivalent to the military colonel!

Yankel himself is just a Level 3 police academy.

Anyone who walks into his office has a higher police rank than him…especially a Level 2 police officer? In the Imperial Police Department, this is definitely a big boss, holding the future and even life and death of countless police officers.

“Level 3 Police Academy Yankel Baker, because of your hard work and hard work over the years, Mr. Corell has also heard your name… So, I have made adjustments to your work. I hope you will continue to contribute to the prosperity and long-term stability of the empire in your new position!”

The Level 2 police officer walked up to Yankel and slapped an official document on his chest, grimly There was a curious sneer on the face like a stone sculpture: “I dont know what you did, so much so that I was alarmed by Mr. Currier personally issuing the transfer order, but I hope that you will be obediently and honestly in your new post. Dedication!”

Yanker stared at the Level 2 police officer standing in front of him blankly: “Sir…sir, what is my new position?”

Level 2 police officer Pulling the corners of his mouth open, he showed an extremely strange smile: “Well, Lanyin Bridge branch.”

Yankel stared wide-eyed in horror: “Lan Yin Bridge? There is no branch, there is only one. A police patrol team…”

The Level 2 officer smiled more and more weirdly: “An hour ago, Lord Currier personally issued the order. You are a subordinate of the Southern Suburb Branch of Imperial Capital, the newly established Lan Yin University. The first director of the Iron Bridge sub-bureau. The safety of Lanyin Iron Bridge is up to you!”

Yankel’s body shook and his face became pale!

Imperial Capital South Station Branch, a transportation hub, all around is a densely populated, commercial-developed place. As the sub-director of the South Station Branch, Yankel can distribute tens of thousands from here every year Golden Mark.

If this is not the case, how can he afford a premium cigar from Tulum?

But the Big Iron Bridge on the Lan Yin River?

The big Iron Bridge is also lively. There are hundreds of to-and-fro trains every day… But these trains are just to-and-fro passing by. No one will get on and off the car on the Big Iron Bridge, and no one will stop on the Big Iron Bridge.

The patrol team that guarded the Big Iron Bridge before. They rode horses every day, against the violent storms, the hot sun, the cold wind and the heavy snow, the moisture and dew on the bridge, and The exhaust gas and steam of the train to-and-fro walked from one end of the bridge to the other like a fool, and then walked from the other end of the bridge to this end on 2nd day.

Day and night rotation, never ending!

Only by committing a big mistake, or offending the bad luck egg of the great character, will they be sent to the Big Iron Bridge Patrol Team.

There, there is nothing left to mention, you do not have any chance to do meritorious service, you will…the future is cut off, there is no hope!

“No, no, no, sir, this must be a mistake, me, me, how could I… And, the Big Iron Bridge, a patrol team is enough, why… Branch, why do you want to set up a branch there?”

Yankel stammered.

“Take him away.” The Level 2 police officer rolled his head and looked at Yankel with a little pity.

Bad luck guy, heaven knows who he offended!

In order to rectify him, even a new establishment of a large Iron Bridge sub-bureau was established… To allow the Minister of Police Coriel to do so hard, this guy will not climb Coriel. Is the bed of Mrs. Earl that the adults hooked up newly?

Several Level 1 police academies came over, and they grabbed Yankel’s arm extremely roughly, as if escorting a prisoner, and forced him out of the office.

Outside the gate of the office building of the South Station Sub-bureau, a specially reinforced four-wheeled carriage for transporting felons has been waiting there.

A contingent of dozens of people, with a much sharper breath than ordinary police, sits on horseback with a straight waist, staring at Yankel with cold and severe eyes, full of undisguised eyes Of malice.

Very well, for Yankel, they must run up several dozen li to the police station on the Big Iron Bridge on the Lanyin River at night, under the cold wind and bitter rain, and’escort’ this bad luck egg Take office!

The mounted policemen wearing tarp ponchoes have dark faces, and the whole family is thinking about finding Yankel to settle accounts in the future.

On the outskirts of Imperial Capital, the Portose Lion’s Tail Tribe, an abandoned dock camp.

Stuart IX was surrounded by several Elders and more than a hundred clansman clansman with ugly faces. On the small square table in front of him, a dozen bright daggers were inserted.

Several confidants of King Stuart IX have broken their limbs and lie on the side crying and crying.

Several Elders surrounded Stuart IX. I don’t know if it was the 100th or the 200th yelling.

“Your Majesty, money, that money…and, our money!”

“Hand over the money, you are still our Your Majesty!”

< p>“You can’t be greedy, you can’t swallow it alone…Your Majesty, without us, even if you have more money, what’s the use?”

“2,000,000 gold marks, and we have all these years The money saved…Dear Your Majesty, you are what we watched to grow up, and you cant do this!”

Someone earnest and well-meant advised to persuade King Stuart IX, just Someone threatened violently.

“Oh, Your Majesty, you disappointed us so much…the money, with our share…people who eat alone will always die miserably!”

“Think about it, three years ago, the lord of the lion paw tribe, he was greedy for a yellow diamond, and he died!”

“Don’t think about it for yourself, I have to think about Queen Your Majesty…If you die, she will immediately become a prostitute…We are all happy to be happy with her!”

Stuart Nine Shi was in a cold sweat and his face was haggard to the extreme.

After a fire disaster yesterday, Stuart IX, who suffered a heavy loss to his confidantes, was surrounded by several’rebel’ Elders.

When the money is there, these Elders are just as obedient as dogs.

But if the money is gone, these Elders become crazy dogs.

Stuart IX knew very well the virtues of his clansman. The Portusians were originally like this, greedy and vicious.

However, he could not pay.

He has no idea what the money is all about.

“You damn idiots…you should think about it now, we ran away Cadillac and Chrysler, if they bring people back for revenge…They will definitely bring people back for revenge!”

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Stuart IX hissed loudly.

An Elder couldn’t hold back his emotions. He finally did it. Fiercely slapped his king Your Majesty’s face: “Shut up, they want revenge, let’s take revenge… Give us our money first!”

Stuart IX was about to verbally abuse, and all of his verbal abuse suddenly fell in his throat.

He looked towards the back of the crowd in horror.

In the dimly lit place, there are silhouettes of black leather tight clothes appearing out of thin air…They are like demons from the dark, exuding terrifying killing intents.

The space all around is twisting and shaking, and the pressure of terror comes from in the sky.

all directions, at the same time there was a weird sound of’si si’, as if there were many giant snakes, peering into this world through the void.