Chapter 246 (1/2)

Joe frantically spit out the worst and dirtiest slang in port Tulun and walked out of the branch office building in a rage.

He was disgusted.

He had thought that yankel was a good man, and he even wanted to give him some good.

What happened?

He was disgusted!

Being forced to come to the imperial judicial University for further study as a so-called shift student, which has made Qiao extremely uncomfortable.

Once in the capital, welcome him not wine and food, but four hot lead bullets!

No injustice, no hatred, never know Matthew, with four heavy warm welcome him!

Young Kerr knew that there was someone behind Matthew, but he did not allow belfen and others like a group of crazy old dogs to rush up on him and give him a hysterical and unreasonable bite!

Matthew is a top student!

Matthew is a good boy!

Matthew has a bright future!

So Matthew must have been wronged for shooting?

Young Kerr let belfin spit at himself, let a few respectable university teachers spit dirty words at him, but even a little dissuasion, not even a bit of justice!

”Is this the imperial capital?” Joe looked back at the branch office building.

A large group of police poured out from the main entrance of the building. Some people pointed to Joe and his party in a hurry. Some people were worried to see a building whose main bearing column was broken, the outer wall was cracked, and the roof tiles were falling.

”This is the imperial capital.” Marcos stood behind Joe and said in an impassioned voice: ”after I retired, I came to the imperial capital for a while It's still tough for Ruhr to take me with me

”In the imperial capital, you can feel that there is a big invisible net, covering the sky and the earth. Even if you are a hero, sometimes you can't do it here... ” Marcos sighed: ”I took so many good men that I almost didn't starve to death here. Who can believe it?”

”Ha Joe laughed and patted Marcos on the arm: ”Marcos, you are a good...”

Before the word ”good man” was finished, Joe felt that countless eyes fell on him. He subconsciously looked back at him. Then he widened his eyes in horror and stepped back two steps inexplicably.

DIDU South Station Branch of DIDU police station is located in the northwest corner of the square in front of the station.

At the moment, in the square in front of the sub Bureau, at least 7000 odd dressed men, women, old and young gathered.

These people It can't be said that they are ugly, but they do give people a strange feeling. They always feel that they are like some variation of the rattan, crooked and full of a sense of uneasiness.

Their clothes

Some men's clothes look like women's long skirts.

Some women's clothes look like men's trousers.

Some of them, naked.

Some people, with their lower bodies exposed.

Some people, wrapped in a colorful rope one after another.

Some people are covered with jingling jewelry.

Joe roughly judged that there were seven or eight thousand people here?

But in fact, Joe's estimation is certainly wrong, because among these people, many women, whether young women, middle-aged women with a little age, or old women with white hair, carry, hold and hang young children, ranging in age from a few months to two or three years old.

Joe noticed that there were some big middle-aged women with at least five or six children in their arms!

What an amazing ”superpower”!

So there are so many people. You can say that there are 7000 or so people, but if you include those children, they may have 10000 people? 20000 people?

Who knows!!!

They are sitting or standing, or squatting in the square, like a group of silent crows waiting for food, quietly gathered in front of the branch office building.

When they saw Joe and his party come out, they stood up slowly. Step by step, their faces gradually showed a strange and naughty smile. Step by step, like walking corpses, they surrounded Joe and his party.

The guards of the wits, the soldiers of the bloody axe regiment, quickly formed behind Joe and on both sides.

When a flint gun was lifted, the heavy swords and light swords flashed with cold light. Several heavy shield soldiers raised their heavy metal shields, and then hit the shields heavily on the ground, making a dull loud noise.

A middle-level leader of the Blood Axe battle group stepped forward two steps, each holding a serrated dagger in both hands, and snapped: ”stop! Who are you? ”