Without surprise, Joe's words were exchanged for a series of angry roars and vicious curses.

An old man with a slightly red hair, a bearded face, a carved eyebrows like a carved knife, and a fierce look was ranked first in the line. When Qiao announced that they were both suspected of "traitordom", he took a big step forward angrily.

He is thin and thin, not tall, and can have an old man who is nearly 60 years old, but he has an incredible power in his body.

He rushed forward in one step, and the dozen or so men and women who were strung together with him screamed strangely, leaning forward at the same time, and he couldn't help but follow him forward with a big step forward.

The men were fine, but the women in the team were all fascinated. Two young ladies, who were younger than Joe, had red eyes and cried.

The fierce-looking old man held the steel handcuffs on his neck with both hands and sweared at Qiao: "Little boy from the Weitu family, have you been taken over by a demon? What you did today..."

The old man narrowed his triangle eyes and swept over the densely packed soldiers on the street. He grinned and sneered at Qiao: "Does the Weitu family want to start a war against the entire Tulun Port?"

Qiao smiled. He took out a small straw paper bag from his pocket, crushed the straw paper bag, and then pasted the bleeding-resistance powder prepared by the grimace shopkeeper on Sinbada's face.

Shaking his hand, shaking the blood sticking to his palm, Qiao jumped out of the salted fish cart and landed heavily in front of the fierce old man. He stretched out his blood-stained left hand, Qiao forced his palm to the old man's snow-white long velvet and fine cotton material, which was extremely well-made and extremely expensive, and touched it hard.

Good material, very good feel, and it can be wiped clean even if you wipe your hands.

The fierce old man was so angry that his eyes widened. He stretched out his hands to grab Qiao's neck.

Seven or eight soldiers rushed up. No matter who the old man was, how famous or majestic they were in Tulun Port, they raised their rifles in their hands, and the heavy teak butt stock slammed the old man's arm with the sound of breaking the wind.

The old man's arms were like iron cast. He stretched forward with his hands straight, letting the butt stock smash it, but it didn't move at all.

But these soldiers took action, the old man stopped his hands after all.

His palm was less than three centimeters from Joe's neck. With his strength, he could easily break the neck bone of the big bull several times thicker than Joe's neck.

The soldiers beat him hard, and the old man's hands trembled slightly for a while, and then slowly shrank back.

Standing at the entrance of the Golden Anchor Club, with his hands behind his back, Claude, who was also handcuffed, sighed in his heart.

Cassie Rong Kaban, one of the seven-member committees of Tulum Port, the youngest son of the contemporary head of the Kaban family, is a brutal figure who has been domineering in Tulum Port for a lifetime.

In the Kaban family, Cassie is in charge of any kind industry. The Kaban family owns the largest slave trade fleet in Tulun Port, and Cassie is the slave manager of the Kaban family. He is best at sending the originally pure and clean little girl to a dusty place like Lily's House.

Someone once said that on every finger of Cassie, there are thousands of girls' souls wailing.

This is a complete villain, a thug of tens of thousands, and a human-shaped demon whose heart and soul are pitch black.

Claude originally thought that this kid would have a fierce attack and twisted the bridge's head on the spot!

In this case, although the subsequent aftermath will be more troublesome, the troubles can always be solved. At most, it is just forcing the Kaban family to send this kid out to pay for his life!

Unexpectedly, Cassie Rong Kaban, a person who has never been able to do anything except domineering since childhood, has learned to use his brain.

He didn't kill him, and Claude was a little disappointed!

He looked at the figures in iron-gray uniforms helplessly, and kept asking himself in his heart - was the backbone of the Jiasicans really completely interrupted by the battle forty years ago?

Even a young man like Cassie, who once dared to fight and kill, learned to look forward to it and have a sense of awe?

Joe did not have as many complicated, dark and shameful thoughts as Claude's heart. He stretched out his hand proudly and patted Cassie's old face gently. Cassie just thrust his muscles on his face, and there was no reaction to it.

The group of men and women behind Cassie made incredible screams at the same time.

Such behavior, in Tulun Port and among the mountain natives of Kasica Island, means the craziest provocation and insult.

Cassie didn't fight back!

He actually endured Qiao's provocation, and he actually let Qiao insult in public!

"War is started, you have already started?" Joe lowered his head, leaned over to Casey, who was more than a foot shorter than him, and said in a low voice: "Liya, then Tifa, if you attack my family, you must bear the consequences."

He raised his voice suddenly, and Qiao shouted sternly: "After the evidence of His Excellency Sinbad, Cassi Rong Kaban colluded with the Highland Kingdom and planned to rebel was conclusive..."

The sword in Qiao's hand flashed suddenly, and with a sneer, Cassie's hands were cut off with both wrists.

Cassie felt a chill on her hands, and then a severe pain came. He lowered his head and looked at his bare wrist in disbelief, the blood that surged from the wound, and the two thin palms on the ground.

Among the crowd escorted out of the Golden Anchor Club, many people roared wildly. They reached out to grab the steel shackles on their necks and twisted them hard...

Qiao took two steps back and whistled hard: "Sir, they resist arrest and are planning to escape."

The lieutenant colonel, who had the highest rank, raised his right hand high when Joe's whistle sounded. Before Qiao could finish his words, he had already waved his arms heavily and roared: "Shoot!"

Claude and Cassie roared in shock and anger at the same time.

Nearly a hundred soldiers behind Qiao lined up, raised their flintlock rifles in their hands, and aimed at the people gathered at the entrance of the Golden Retriever Club.

The next moment, the gunshot of the "bang bang bang" was deafening. Including Cassie, twenty or thirty men and women standing in front of the Golden Anchor Club department were bleeding all over, their bodies trembled violently, and then they fell heavily to the ground.

Behind them, there were people strung together with them by chains. After these people fell to the ground, the people behind them fell to the ground in a mess.

The Golden Anchor Club Department was covered in blood. Among the nearly thirty people who were shot, more than a dozen were shot dead on the spot, while the others had huge holes broken on their bodies and were lying on the ground and screaming in pain.

Claude's body shook slightly, and cold sweat kept pouring out from his forehead.

He looked at Joe in horror, and at the lieutenant colonel officer behind Joe who was giving orders, Claude suddenly understood something - Joe and the soldiers behind him were not the ones who came to the Golden Anchor Club to arrest and investigate the case. Their real purpose was just to kill people!

They are here to kill people!

The target of their murder was the members of the Golden Anchor Club - the core members of the major indigenous families in Tulun Port!

"How dare you?" Claude hissed and roared: "How dare you? Are you not afraid of Jiasica Island, are you not afraid of the complete chaos in Tulun Port? You, you..."

There are 50 million people in Jiasica Island, and Tulun Port is the only sea outlet of the Delun Empire in the Southern Storm Ocean, and the largest ocean-going trade hub of the empire... How dare Qiao and the people behind Qiao kill here and how dare they make a mess here?

If the indigenous groups in Tulum Port and Kasica rebelled...

"His Excellency Claude, we have evidence." Joe bent down, tore off one of Cassie's shirt, and slowly wiped away the blood from the sword.

He smiled gently and put the sword on Claude's shoulder: "Three families represented by the seven-member committee of Tulum Port have treason and ill-intentioned... Which three families do you think should be?"

Each member of the Tulun Port Seven-member Committee has a family with strong financial resources and huge potential behind it.

The Vitu family, Wells family, Turing family, Haydn family, Cecil family, Doron family, and Kaban family.

Each family has huge commercial interests, and each family has divided a clear and unique territory in ocean trade.

Joe said that three families treasoned.

There is no doubt that there is no Vitu family among these three families.

Then, we must pick out three of the six indigenous families!

Claude Jong Haydn, the old man who is a cunning man, the current head of the Haydn family, the brother of the same father and mother, and the chairman of the Golden Anchor Club, bowed deeply to Joe with a smile on his face:

"Dear Mr. Qiao... No, respected Lord Qiao, I firmly believe that the Haydn family is the most loyal subject of the empire."

When he straightened his waist, Claude blinked more than twice as fast as usual. He blinked his eyes desperately, and each eyelash was emitting light. It seemed that he had written dense words in the smallest handwriting above.

‘Interest exchange’, ‘Interest exchange’…

If it weren't for the large number of people here, Claude could not even help but shout: "Kill three families? Very good, we can join forces to kill them... But the benefits, benefits, benefits!"

"As long as the Haydn family gets enough benefits and enough benefits, they will hug Duke Ross's calves without hesitation and then kiss her shoes!"

Joe looked at Claude deeply, and he remembered what Hessen had said to him.

‘Hehe’ smiled so hard that Joe came to Claude’s ear and laughed softly: “Turun Port cannot be chaotic, and Kassica cannot be chaotic. So, the Haydn family may be loyal to the empire… I hope so, what do you think?

Joe and Claude were about to reach some shameful tacit understanding. A young and beautiful girl who was shot on her shoulder suddenly screamed hysterically.

"His Excellency Longinus, His Excellency Longinus... The great Mu is above! Save your devout believers!"

"May the glory of my Lord illuminate this dark empire!"

The girl screamed.

Soon, several other wounded people around her also cried.
Chapter completed!