Chapter 34

On the night of the 17th, the Navy Club.

At the time of the establishment of the special investigation group, in the disordered conference hall, this guy named Yanan don San Franco, just like a typical lowland, stood in the corner of the conference hall in a humble coat, powerless to protest and complain.

The Consulate General of the kingdom of Saint HYA in port Tulun was completely destroyed. Yanan, who claimed to be a small employee of the consulate general, temporarily acted as a plenipotentiary to appeal against the tyranny and apply for compensation.

Is it such a humble and humble little man who calls himself the special envoy of Saint HYA?

And he, without hesitation, instigated another attack on Joe.

The method was so violent that a 100 millionth field gun was fired at Joe in the street.

Unlike the Navy.

What the Navy pays attention to is the huge ships and huge guns. Relying on the large ships as the launching platform, the Navy's naval gun caliber is far more than the army's field artillery.

The 100 millimetre field gun, placed in the German Empire army, is already the largest caliber of conventional artillery that can appear on the battlefield. This kind of field gun is mainly used to bombard important enemy strongholds, such as small castles.

For shelling a man!

Qiao's heart was angry, and his heart was full of malice. He raised his foot against Yanan's stomach and stepped on it.

Yanan made a loud cry of pain. His face was white with pain and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

He was holding his stomach in his hands and pumping his body. He raised his head and looked at Joe with difficulty: "I ask that according to the public law of foreign affairs, you must..."

"Public law of foreign affairs?" Joe held up his baton and pulled it on Yanan's right hand. The terrible sound of fracture sounded, and Yanan's right forearm suddenly bent into 90 degrees.

His palm quickly congestion, a breath, his palm skin on a faint blue silt.

In the yard behind Joe, a middle-aged man in navy uniform saw that the battle had subsided. He turned around again and went to the door of his own courtyard. He said seriously to Joe, "this police officer, according to the public law of Foreign Affairs..."

Joe turned back, his brain a little hot with uncontrollable anger.

Waving his heavy baton, he yelled at the middle-aged man in a low voice: "I don't care who you are, I don't care what you are in the consulate of ice kingdom. Go back to your nest, or I'll chop you up and fish for sharks

At the same time, dozens of guards of the Ritu family aimed at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man, who had always behaved quite gentlemanly and even deliberately affected, suddenly turned pale. He held up his hands and raised his chin helplessly.

"Well, well, the merciful muteste is on I hope you understand what you're doing. You're making mistakes... "

Boom, boom!

Joe grabbed the short blunderbuss of his bodyguards, and fired out two consecutive shots. In front of the middle-aged man's left and right toes, he blasted out two earthen pits the size of a bowl.

"My shot is very bad, the next shot, I think, I will miss the target!" Joe thrust the blunderbuss back to the guards and snatched another double barreled firearm full of ammunition.

The middle-aged man said nothing and turned away. Obviously, his heart was full of anger, so when he walked, his right hand crutch was heavily clubbed on the ground, making a dull sound of "bang bang".

Joe raised his hand. "Boom" was another two shots.

One shot hit the crutch in the middle-aged man's hand, and the stick made of ebony exploded into two pieces; the other shot, as expected, missed the target, and Joe shot at the gate of the middle-aged man's small building, smashing a street lamp on the door frame.

Qiao twirled the blunderbuss around his finger, and said in a loud voice that middle-aged men can hear clearly: "be ready for the dead ghost. If someone reports that someone is shooting in his yard, let the ghost go to jail for him That's a lot of witness preparation

The guards of the witus family whistled and gloated at the middle-aged man whose face turned green with fear or anger.

Let go of the meddlesome officer of the ice sea Kingdom, Qiao handed back the blunderbuss to the guards, turned and laughed at Yanan.

"If it's just shelling me, I won't be too angry."

"But you, not only want to kill me, your people, but also to Tifa, your people, also run to the mid mountain area, to my dear mother."

"Ah, Tifa is an extremely violent fellow, and I don't think the people you sent out know that. I can't imagine what they've become. But Leah, my dear mother, is so gentle, so beautiful, so lovely, and so harmless

Joe swung his baton and smashed Yanan's left forearm and two calves in public in a shrill scream.

Yanan was so painful that he convulsed violently. His eyes turned and he was about to faint.A sailor squatted down. He took out a handful of mixed tobacco foam, lit it, and blew the smoke into Yanan's nostrils. The pungent smell of tobacco made Yanan cough violently. His eyes were bloodshot, and he was forced back from the edge of fainting.

"Not me, not me!" Yanan no longer has the kind of invisible arrogance just now.

The so-called declaration that he would not say another word before seeing the Plenipotentiary of the kingdom of St. HIA in the Deron Empire has now become a complete joke.

Limbs were broken by violence, Yanan can not help but shed tears, the corners of the mouth also have saliva constantly seeping out. "I didn't do anything, I didn't do anything What kind of shelling? What assassination? I don't know, it's none of my business! "

"I didn't do anything to Tifa or to Leah."

"Not me, not me I'm just a nobody who doesn't have much power... "

Joe held up his baton and broke one of Yanan's legs.

Little people with little power?

The great muzai, as a foreigner in port Tulun, can get a 100 millionth field gun. Do you think you are a small man with little power?

Are you kidding?

Joe had a fire in his heart, so he was ruthless.

Yanan gave out a shrieking howl again. He twitched and hissed at Joe: "be a man, for the sake of merciful muteste, be like a man. How can you be so cruel?"

"In front of so many people, in front of so many foreign diplomats, you brutally killed the diplomats of the kingdom of Saint Asia!"

"Even if you ignore the public law of foreign affairs, please respect the Convention of the medeland nobility. I am a member of the family of San Franco in the kingdom of Saint Asia. I have the title of Baron of the Kingdom, and I should be treated as a nobleman."

Joe shook his head. He looked down at Yanan, who was convulsed, his clothes were in a mess, and his trousers had been soaked in smelly liquid. He snorted, "last night, hundreds of people testified to me in the Royal Naval club in port Toulon. You are just a small employee of the Consulate General of the kingdom of St. Asia in port Tulun."

"You are just a small person."

"The public law of foreign affairs can't protect you, a nameless, humble little man. Why should the Convention of the medland aristocracy protect you, such a damned bitch?"

Yanan opened his mouth and gasped violently.

Joe put the baton straight into Yanan's mouth, almost straight into his throat.

Yanan's breathing became extremely difficult. His face turned red quickly and his eyes began to congest. He tried to struggle, but his limbs were broken by Joe's violence, and he couldn't struggle at all.

"Tell me why you shelled me. Tell me all the causes and consequences, you can get timely treatment

Qiao looked at YA'NAN with a gloomy face: "I don't have the time to talk to such a fool as you. I'm dozens of times. You don't speak. Do you see those two thirty-five cents cute? I will let one of them enter your body gently, and then "bang"... "

"Would you like it from the front or from the back?" Joe was smiling like a ghost at the moment.

"I have only a few dozen voices, dear Mr. noble diplomat After ten, you'll enjoy the most creative death penalty in medland's history. I'm in a hurry to see my sister, I remember to visit my mother, so I don't have time to play with you, do you understand

Qiao suddenly lowered his voice and looked at the red faced Yanan: "I believe you are a noble, I believe you are the special envoy of Saint Asia with special mission, but what's the significance? I can find 10000 people to prove that I don't know who you are You fought hard when I caught you, and then you were shot to death

"I can find 10000 witnesses, and you You are helpless

Joe waved his hand.

The San hyans, who were captured at the same time as Anand, were wiped off their necks by these experienced, familiar, and ruthless sailors before they could even utter a scream.

Blood soaked the land.

The pupil of Joe Nan suddenly shrinks into a pinhole.

He finally realized that Joe was different from everyone he'd ever met. This guy He's crazy!

"Dear, Mr. Joe." As soon as Joe pulled the baton out, Anan gasped and said to Joe in a very calm and powerful voice, without the cry and panic before, "behind me is the kingdom of St. Asia! The whole medland is the only powerful kingdom that is entitled to be called "Saint"

"You're dead!" Joe looked at the normal hand of melancholy suddenly.

"You're dead." Joe bit his teeth and was about to beat Yanan's head with all his strength. The sound of horses' hooves came, and a group of more than a dozen horses galloped down the street.

"In the name of the Empire." A beautiful young man with two beautiful moustaches rode in front of him, and he roared: "I'm Meles von dorenburg, director of the first office of the Foreign Affairs Office of the German Empire in port Tulun.""Sergeant three, Joe, I'm ordering you to release all the San Diego diplomats."

"Your behavior has seriously damaged the imperial law and caused great damage to the interests of the Empire."

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