Chapter 62 (1/2)
The soldiers charged the Golden Anchor club.
They rushed past Claude. After three or two efforts, the old ship plate gate of the Golden Anchor Club fell off the door frame, and a loud bang hit the ground heavily.
Then, there was the sound of tables and chairs falling down in the building, and the sound of all kinds of China and glass breaking. There were waiters and maidens' exclamations, followed by the rough roar and abuse of soldiers who rushed into the building.
Old man Claude ran back to the club in a rage. He yelled, making everyone shut up and let everyone cooperate with the soldiers.
Joe looked back, bent down, put his knife on Sinbad's neck and grinned: ”how can I feel about this situation, this scene? We're old friends, real old friends. I've fought with you for more than a hundred times with gorkin
”How tragic is it? Gorkin's arm and leg were broken by you, and so did I. Of course, you will lose more! In my memory, that's it! Your losses are even greater! ”
”We have a blood feud. There is no doubt that we have a feud.”
”So I can understand that you can work out innumerable intrigues on me for revenge.”
”Even when gorkin's last letter came back, I thought that I might one day, just like you, be broken and lying on a remote beach, unable to make a sound at all!”
”We are all men. Man, if you can't beat him, you have to admit defeat, sincerely admit defeat! Losing money, or something else, to give up a big piece of interest, which is very routine
”But you want to murder my dear mother!”
Joe's eyes twinkled with crimson light, and Sinbad really saw the ominous light in Joe's eyes.
”I have no choice.”
”I love my mother, Leah! I love my sister Tifa!! I love my sister Weima
”They are such beautiful and kind people. How dare you, how can you really attack them?”
”Oh, of course, you didn't attack Weima, but you will. So you must die
”You, and all your family Including all the dogs and men in the wells family If I don't kill you, you'll hurt my family What else can I do? ”
”I have no choice!”
The old silver handled sword in Joe's hand gently crossed Sinbad's face and cut a bone deep wound in his face.
Blood flowed all over his face and Sinbad's body writhed violently.
Old man Claude yelled at the club and ran out again.
As he ran out, the knife just crossed Sinbad's face.
Seeing all this, he raised his cane, hissed, and threatened to pounce on Joe standing in the saltfish cart.
The two soldiers stood in front of Claude, their bayoneted flint rifles crossed each other, and the cold shining bayonet almost reached Claude's chest.
In the port of Tulun, respected, powerful, rich, powerful, and so on, Claude's body became stiff and stopped.
In his mind, Joe was nothing.
Joe's father, Hessen, is nothing.
What are the witus? It's just a family of foreigners.
But the iron gray uniform These soldiers in iron gray uniforms!
Claude resisted the impulse to make a move.
The soldiers of the Empire represent the will of the Empire.
Unless the haydons wanted to revolt, Claude could never attack the two soldiers who, in his opinion, were extremely weak.
Forty years ago, a million troops of the German Empire marched southward, destroying more than 100000 militia in TURUN port in just two days. That war has left a deep impression on the invincibility of the Empire in the hearts of old people like Claude.
The two soldiers, with a straight face, gently pushed their rifles forward.
Claude raised his hands and stepped back two paces, expressionless.
The soldiers behind Joe were tall, about four inches higher than the local aborigines in port Tulun. They are young, courageous, energetic and full of fighting spirit. They are the descendants of the Imperial Army that conquered port Tulun and Garcia. Their grandfather and father came from the north of the Empire.
In Garcia, in port Tulun, these imperial soldiers formed their own factions.
They are incompatible with the local people. They have a deep blood feud with the local people. They have an absolute psychological advantage over the short local people.
The two little soldiers, when they looked at old man Claude, looked down upon them from a commanding position - but they were just a poor old Aboriginal man!