Twenty-one, dusk.

It was snowing again, and it was snowflakes as big as a baby's palm, heavy and nearly vertically falling from the air.

Thick snowflakes fell on the ground, making a "puff" sound.

In the small woods where the gods chariots were parked, there were bare branches, rows of sparrows standing blankly on the branches, almost with their large snowflakes falling down, hitting their blank bodies. These poor birds soon turned into small white pom poms.

Qiao stood beside the gangway of the God's Chariot and looked up at the sparrows.

"Now they are a little thinner and have no meat." Gorkin stood beside Joe with a small branch in his mouth and his head tilted. "A month ago, it was the best time. They ate fat and strong. After plucking their hair, they fry it in oil and fry it. It's best to add wine."

"Oh, fried sparrows to drink? It's interesting, you can try it next time." Salian, who was wearing only an iron gray shirt, a military cap, and had a button on his cuffs. He was holding a thin cigarette in his mouth, walked out of the god's chariot with a bit of old-fashioned aura and stepped on the gangway.

"However, if you want to eat croaker, I recommend Hehua Bird, or its scientific name, the yellow-breasted bunting." Salian swallowed: "Around the Hydra Everglades, there are large groups of yellow-breasted buntings... They are very delicious... If you have the chance, we can go to the Everglades to hunt."

After waved his hand, Salian said angrily: "Okay, don't talk nonsense, hurry up, we are going to return to the imperial capital... There are still many troubles waiting for us. Especially you, Joe, you little bastard, you have given us a big problem."

Qiao spread his hands and curled his lips innocently.

He really didn't know why he caused trouble for Salian?

Gorkin smiled a few times... Gorkin was very familiar with Sallyan's old appearance. After dating in the Imperial Army field army for so many years, Gorkin had long known that many senior generals in the Imperial Army were very old-fashioned. Once they entered the battlefield, they would quickly turn into this inappropriate face.

Why is Salian worried?

After communicating with those military judges, Gorkin guessed it was almost impossible to match it.

In this battle, the test of new ordnances went extremely smoothly, and he beat the Highlanders up, which was an unprecedented glorious victory.

Even this victory was comparable to the time when the Imperial Army wiped out the Lucai Empire's Lucai Legion ten years ago in the Lucai Plain. Ten years ago, the Lucai people also lost miserably, but at least their advanced extraordinary combat power was not much loss, and the senior generals were not even losing.

And this time, how many high priests in the Wolf Temple died?

How many noble people died in the chiefs of each tribe?

Especially with the extraordinary combat power of the sixth level, the Highlanders suffered heavy losses!

Qiao alone, he killed so many sixth-level extraordinary people, and he also captured a new chief of the Xiaofeng Tribe!

Not to mention how many military achievements Gorkin made, Qiao made a lot of money in military achievements this time, and even made Gorkin a little jealous.

If Qiao was a teenager and had more qualifications in the military, there would be no trouble.

But Qiao was only eighteen years old, and he had no official qualifications to join the army!

Gorkin smiled secretly, pulled Rajo's sleeve, and the brothers followed Sallyan shoulder to shoulder, and walked into the God's Chariot along the gangway.

Behind the brothers, Mr. Sigens, Marcos and others followed closely.

A stream of light flashed across the body of the God's chariot, and the laid down gangway was quickly retracted. The hatch door was sealed. With a slight "buzzing" sound, the God's chariot turned into a stream of light and rushed straight to the sky, and then rushed straight towards the small valley outside the suburbs of the imperial capital.

Nothing to say along the way.

Salian was together with a group of senior generals from the Army Department, not knowing what they were discussing.

Joe and Gorkin were sitting in the corner of the God's Chariot. Under the surveillance of many Hydra Secret Guards, no one dared to wander around the God's Chariot...

He stayed so obediently for nearly twenty hours. Qiao was wrapped in a coat and lay on the metal floor and slept comfortably. When he was awakened by Gorkin, the Gods Chariot had already landed in the small valley when he was set off.

A major general from the Military Law Department came to Joe and Gorkin and threw several ink-like documents to them, obviously not long after they had just been printed.

"Here, the letter of confidentiality commitment. Everyone must sign it on it... Remember the confidentiality regulations above, the God of War Chariots, and this new ordnance test, these are military secrets, and it is strictly forbidden to disclose any information to the outside world. Young men, I don't want to see you in the military court."

On December 22, 1379, at around 9 pm, Qiao and his group turned back to the imperial capital.

The large group of people was marching on the empty streets. Seeing that they were about to reach Hydra Palace, Salian tied the reins and greeted Joe: "Joe, and your brother Gorkin, you guys tomorrow morning... Well, there is no need to be early in the morning. I still take good care of my subordinates. Noon, noon, you have a good rest for the night. After lunch tomorrow, you go to the Army Department to find me."

Salian led a large group of people away.

The major general from the Imperial Army Military Law Department did not forget to leave and pointed at Qiao, Gorkin, and Mr. Sigensi behind them.

The streets have returned to coldness.

On the street lamp poles, a few gas lamps emitted a white light, making the streets shaky.

Three or five policemen in black uniforms, a little sneaky, turned out from the street corner on the side and looked at it. But they were just looking around, and no one dared to come over and ask anything.

"It feels weird."

"The atmosphere in the imperial capital is not right...there are too many policemen and some people."

Qiao narrowed his eyes, and a deep gleam in his eyes flashed.

Dark vision and the corresponding dark attribute power were activated. In this dark night, Qiao's five senses became extremely powerful. He stood on the street and could see through every move on this street that was more than ten miles long at a glance.

The number of police officers near this imperial capital's main road is too large.

In the dark corner, there were too many people in the city foxes and clubs who were trembling with their heads and minds, but they were still widening their eyes and patrolling around.

The police may also be driven out of the door to strengthen patrol because the New Year celebration is coming soon.

But these city foxes and clubs are all characters who don’t have any profit to get up early, and they are even more lazy and extremely lazy. In the middle of winter and in the middle of the night, are there any people who spend money on the streets? There is no benefit, so how can they go out to move?

"Is there something wrong? Are the heroes of the imperial capital so diligent and bold? So many policemen are patrolling, and they are still going out to find a way out for money at night?" Gorkin also found that the atmosphere in the imperial capital was a little wrong.

"It has nothing to do with us, right?" Qiao patted the new revolver hanging on his belt and grinned: "Maybe something big happened to the imperial capital, but it has nothing to do with us..."

Qiao's smile was a little weird.

Gorkin glanced at Qiao. He had been very familiar with Qiao since he was a child. He laughed strangely: "Well, you have a place to stay in the emperor... It's No. 158 Qingsong Street, right? Hurry up and take me over, take a hot bath, and have a good meal... Tsk... You are in the imperial capital, and you have a fanatical love for art, especially poetry..."

Joe quickly interrupted Gorkin: "No, I don't know... If you want to find ladies and ladies who are fanatical about poetry and violins, you can go to the Fourth University of the Imperial Capital... But don't say there that you have something to do with me!"

"The Fourth University of the Imperial Capital... Although I have never been to the Imperial Capital, I have heard of it." Gorkin's spirit suddenly rose. He stared at Qiao with his eyes shining, shook the reins hard, urged his mount to trot, and followed behind Qiao: "The center of imperial art, a place where literati and scholars gather... I have several old lovers in Tulun Port, and they are all full of longing for the Fourth University."

"There is also my dream place... Why can't I say I have something to do with you?" Gorkin looked at Joe curiously: "What did you do?"

"I killed a very famous student of them and beat them up a large group of idiots... Finally, I sent a group of famous professors to the Supervision Department... Probably that's the case?" Qiao sighed heavily: "If you want to know the causes and consequences, I will tell you in detail when I feel good!"

Gorkin spread his hands and shook his head in shock.

The brothers walked shoulder to shoulder at the front, followed by Mr. Si Gengsi and others.

The group rode their mounts and jogged softly. On the street with a slightly weird and tense atmosphere, they ran over the vigilant and tired eyes of the police and the city foxes and rats.

On the evening of the 22nd, around 10:3, Qiao took Gorkin back to No. 158 Qingsong Street.

The entire Qingsong Street was in trouble all of a sudden.

Several old men from the Vitu family hurriedly came out, and Joe and Gorkin suddenly started to scream in surprise and joy.

"What? Hessen has arrived?"

"Oh, oh, and Tifa and Vima?"

"Ahh, how long has it been since I met my dear sisters?"

"Tifah must still remember my brother who loves her the most... But Weima... this little confused guy, she must have forgotten me."

Fortunately, Gorkin could no longer hold back his emotions. He clamped his legs hard with his mount, and shouted Ceqi and ran in.

Several family guards hurriedly led the way in front and rushed to the small building where Qiao lived.

Hesen was wrapped in a white bear fur coat and a big cigar in his mouth, standing steadily at the entrance of the building. The bright lights shone out from behind him, and his front was hidden in the dark shadows.

"Where, who is this little guy?"

"Ha, isn't this my son Gorkin, who claims to be a hero? Let me see how many guns you have been shot!"

Hesen opened his arms and rushed to Gorkin with a strong wind. He suddenly lifted him off the horse's back and hugged him hard in his arms.

"Bastard, see that you little bastard is still alive... Uh, um..."

Hessen raised his right fist and chiseled Gorkin's head twice.
Chapter completed!