Chapter 63 (2/2)

Joe stepped back two steps, and he whistled hard: ”Sir, they resisted arrest and tried to escape.”

The commander with the highest rank on the scene raised his right hand when Joe's whistle sounded. Before Joe's words were finished, he had heavily waved his arm and roared: ”shoot!”

Claude and Cathy roared in horror at the same time.

Nearly a hundred soldiers behind Joe lined up, raised their flint rifles and aimed at the crowd gathered at the door of the golden hair club.

The next moment, the ”bang bang bang” gunshot was deafening. Twenty or thirty men and women standing in front of the Golden Anchor club, including Cathy, were bloodletting, shaking violently, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Behind them, there are people who are chained with them by chains. After these people fall to the ground, the people behind them are also in a mess to play and fall on the ground.

There was a lot of blood in front of the Golden Anchor club. Among the nearly 30 people who were shot, more than a dozen were killed on the spot. The others had huge holes in their bodies and lay on the ground screaming with pain.

Claude's body swayed slightly, and there was a steady stream of cold sweat on his forehead.

He looked at Joe in horror. Looking at the commander who gave orders after Joe, Claude suddenly realized that Joe and the soldiers behind him did not come to the Golden Anchor club to arrest and investigate. Their real purpose was only to kill people!

They're here to kill!

The target of their murder is the members of the Golden Anchor club, the core members of the major Aboriginal families in port Tulun!

”How dare you?” Claude hissed: ”how dare you? Are you not afraid of the island of Garcia and the total chaos of port Tulun? You, you... ”

There are 50 million people in jiaxijia island. The port of Tulun is the only sea port for the Delun empire in the southern storm ocean, and the largest ocean trade hub of the Empire Joe, and the people behind him, how dare they hurt and make a mess here?

If the aborigines of port Tulun and Garcia revolt

”Lord Claude, we have evidence.” Joe bent down, tore off a piece of Cathy's shirt, and slowly wiped the blood off the sword.

With a gentle smile, he put the sword on Claude's shoulder: ”among the families represented by the seven member committee of port Tulun, three families are treacherous and have ulterior motives What three families do you think it should be? ”

After each member of the seven member committee in port Tulun, there is a family with strong financial resources and huge potential power.

The wits, the wells, the Turing, the haydons, the Cecils, the dorans, the cabans.

Each family has a huge business interests, and each family has a clear division of its own territory in ocean trade.

Joe said there were three families who were treacherous.

There's no doubt that there are three of these families.

So, we should choose three of the six Aboriginal families!

Claude Ron Haydn, a crafty old man, is the right hand of the current head of the Haydn family, the brother of his father and mother, and the president of the Golden Anchor club. He bowed to Joe with a smile on his face:

”Dear Mr. Qiao No, my dear Joe, I firmly believe that the haydons are the most loyal subjects of the Empire. ”

When he straightened up, Claude blinked more than twice as fast as usual. He blinked his eyes desperately. Every eyelash was shining. It seemed that the smallest handwriting on the top of his eyes was writing a dense text after another.

”Interest exchange”, ”interest exchange”

If it wasn't for the large number of people here, Claude could not help shouting: ”kill three families? Good. We can work together to kill them But the good, the good, give us the good! ”

”As long as the haydons get enough benefit, enough benefit, they will not hesitate to hold Duchess Ross's calf and kiss her shoes!”

Joe took a deep look at Claude, and he remembered what Hessen had said to him.

”Hey, hey,” he said with a smile. Joe got close to Claude's ear and said in a low voice, ”don't mess in port Tulun, not in Garcia. So the haydons, perhaps, are loyal to the Empire I hope so, don't you?

Joe and Claude were about to reach some kind of tacit agreement. Lying among the people at the door of the club, a beautiful young girl who had been shot in the shoulder suddenly screamed hysterically.

”Your Excellency Longinus, your excellency Longinus The great Mu is on! Save your devout believers”May the light of my lord shine upon this dark empire!”

The girl screamed.

Soon, she was followed by several other wounded people crying.

In the distance of the street, suddenly came a majestic voice: ”in the name of my Lord, put down the weapon in your hand!”