On the night of the seventeenth, the Navy Club.

At the time of the establishment of the Special Investigation Team, in the chaotic conference hall, this guy named Yanan Don San Frando, like a typical low-class person, wore an inconspicuous coat, stood in the corner of the conference hall, protesting and appealing weakly.

The Consulate General of the Kingdom of St. Sia in the port of Tulum was completely destroyed, and Yanan, claiming to be a petty employee of the Consulate General, temporarily acted as a plenipotentiary representative, and filed a complaint against the Delun Empire, protesting against the atrocities and applying for compensation.

Is it such a humble-looking, inconspicuous little person who actually claims to be the envoy of St. Thea?

And he didn't hesitate to instigate another attack on Joe.

The methods used were still so violent - on the street, with a hundred-millimeter army field gun, a shotgun was fired at Joe.

And the Navy is different.

The navy pays attention to the huge ships and huge guns, relying on large ships as launch platforms, and the caliber of the navy's naval guns far exceeds that of the army's field artillery.

The 100-millimeter field gun, placed in the Delen Imperial Army, is already the largest caliber type of conventional artillery that can appear on the battlefield. This kind of field artillery is mainly used to bombard important enemy strongholds, such as small castles.

Used to shell one person!

Qiao's heart was full of anger, and malice grew in his heart, and he raised his foot and stepped on Yanan's stomach.

Yanan let out a high-pitched cry of pain, his face turned pale with pain, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

He held his stomach in his hands, his body twitched, and he raised his head with difficulty to look at Joe: "I request, according to the "Public Foreign Law", you must ......"

"Public Foreign Law?" Joe raised his baton and slapped it on Yanan's right hand, and the terrible sound of broken bones sounded, and Yanan's right forearm was suddenly bent at ninety degrees.

His palm was bleeding rapidly, and in a single breath, a cyan bruise faintly appeared under the skin of his palm.

In the courtyard behind Joe, a middle-aged man in a navy uniform saw that the battle had subsided, he turned around again, walked to the gate of his yard, and said to Joe very seriously: "This police officer, according to the "Public Foreign Law" ......"

Joe jerked his head back, an uncontrollable anger burning his brain.

He waved the heavy baton in his hand and whispered at the middle-aged man, "I don't care who you are, I don't care what your identity is in the Ice Sea Kingdom Consulate. Go back to your den, or I'll chop you up and go shark fishing!" ”

Dozens of guards of the Vetu family aimed their short guns at the middle-aged man at the same time.

The middle-aged man, who had always behaved quite gentlemanly, and even a little deliberately pretentious and pretentious, suddenly turned pale, he raised his hands high, and raised his chin slightly helplessly.

"Well, well, merciful Muteste is on top...... I hope you can understand what you are doing. You're making mistakes......"

'Boom, boom'!

Joe snatched the short gun of the guards beside him, and blasted out two shots in a row, blasting out two pits the size of a bowl in front of the left and right toes of the middle-aged man.

"My marksmanship is very bad, the next shot, I think, I will miss the target!" Joe shoved the stub back to the guard, and snatched another double-barreled gun full of ammunition.

The middle-aged man didn't say a word, turned around and left. Obviously, he was full of anger in his heart, so as he walked, his right cane slammed heavily on the ground, making a dull 'bang' sound.

Joe raised his hand, and two more shots were fired.

A shot hit the crutch in the hand of the middle-aged man, and the cane made of ebony exploded into two pieces; Another shot, sure enough, missed the target, and Joe actually hit the gate of the middle-aged man's small building with one shot, shattering a street lamp on the door frame.

Joe twisted the short gun around his fingers, and deliberately said loudly in a voice that could be heard by a middle-aged man: "Be prepared to replace the dead ghost, if someone reports that someone is shooting in his yard, let the dead ghost go to the black prison...... Prepare more eyewitnesses to prove that it was the gun that fired on behalf of the dead ghost! ”

The guards of the Vetto family whistled, gloating at the middle-aged man, who did not know whether he was afraid or angry, and his face turned blue.

Letting go of the nosy Ice Sea Kingdom officer, Joe handed the short gun back to the guard, turned around and smiled at Yanan again.

"If it was just shelling me, I wouldn't be too angry."

"But you, not only want to kill me, your people, but also take action against Tifa, your people, also ran to the mid-mountains and attacked my dear mother."

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

Joe picked up his baton, and in the midst of Yanan's hoarse screams, he brazenly smashed Yanan's left forearm and two calves in public.

Yanan died in pain, his body twitched violently, his eyes rolled and rolled, and he was about to faint.

A sailor crouched down, 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 bloodshot, and he was forcibly pulled back from the brink of fainting.

"It's not me, it's not me!" Yanan no longer has the invisible arrogance just now.

The so-called declaration that he would not say a word before meeting the plenipotentiary minister of the Kingdom of St. Sia to the Delun Empire has now become a complete joke.

His limbs were violently shattered, Yanan couldn't control his tears, and saliva continued to ooze from the corners of his mouth. He cried out in a low voice, "I didn't do anything, I didn't do anything...... What shelling? What assassination? I don't even know, it's all about me! ”

"I didn't make a move on Tifa or Leah."

"It's not me, it's not me...... I'm just a little guy who doesn't have much power......"

Joe raised his baton and broke one of Yanan's thigh bones.

Little people who don't have much power?

The great Mu Zaishang, in the port of Tulun, as a foreigner, can get a 100-millimeter army field artillery, you say you are a little person with little power?

Are you fooling ghosts?

Joe has a fire in his heart, so he is ruthless.

Yanan let out a hoarse howl again, he twitched, and yelled at Joe: "Be a man, for the sake of merciful Mutesta, like a man, why are you so cruel?" ”

"In front of so many people, in front of so many diplomats from so many countries, you violently killed the diplomats of the Holy Sia Kingdom!"

"Even if you ignore the "Public Foreign Law", please respect the "Metland Nobility Convention", I am a member of the St. Frando family of the Kingdom of Sant'Sia, I have the title of a baron of the kingdom, and I deserve the treatment that a nobleman deserves!"

Joe shook his head, he looked down at Yanan, who was convulsed, his clothes were in a mess, and his pants were already soaked with the smelly liquid, and he snorted coldly: "Last night, there were hundreds of people in the Royal Navy Club in Port Tulun who testified for me, and you were just a small employee of the Consulate General of the Kingdom of St. Sia in Port Tulun. ”

"You're just a tiny little person."

"The Public Foreign Law can't protect you, a nameless lowly little person, the Metland Nobility Pact, why protect such a damn slut as you?"

Yanan opened his mouth wide and gasped violently.

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

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

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

Qiao looked at Yanan with a gloomy face: "I don't have the time to talk to a fool like you, I have dozens of sounds, don't you open your mouth, do you see those two cuties of thirty-five millimeters?" I'll let one of them gently enter your body, and then ...... with a bang."

"Would you rather be from the front, or from the back?" At this moment, Joe's smile is like a ghost.

"I have only a few voices, honorable Mr. Noble Diplomat...... After ten strokes, you'll enjoy the most creative death penalty Medland has ever seen. I'm in a hurry to visit my sister, and I'm going to visit my mom, so I don't have time to play with you, you know? ”

Qiao suddenly lowered his voice, and stared fiercely at the red-skinned Yanan: "I believe you are a nobleman, I believe that you are an envoy of Saint Sia with a special mission, but what's the point?" I can find 10,000 people to prove that I don't know who you are...... You resisted stubbornly when I captured you, and then you were killed by random artillery! ”

"I can find 10,000 witnesses, and you...... You're helpless! ”

Joe waved his hand.

The saints who were captured at the same time as Yanan, before they even had time to let out a scream, were wiped off their necks by these sophisticated, skillful, and ruthless sailors.

Blood soaked the land.

Yanan's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinpoint, and he looked at Qiao in disbelief.

He finally understood that Joe was different from everyone he had ever met, this guy ...... It turned out to be a crazy one!

"Dear you, Mr. Joe." As soon as Joe pulled out the baton, Yanan gasped for breath, and said to Joe in an extremely calm and powerful tone without any previous crying and panic: "Behind me, is the Kingdom of Saint Thea!" The only powerful kingdom in the whole of Metland that is qualified to be called 'holy'! ”

"You're dead!" Joe looked at Yanan, who had suddenly returned to normal, and raised his baton in his hand with a melancholy look.

"You're dead." Joe gritted his teeth and was about to slap Yanan's head with all his might, when the sound of hurried horses' hooves came, and a group of a dozen fast horses galloped down the street.

"In the name of the Empire." A handsome young man with two handsome beards rode to the front, and as he rode wildly, he roared loudly: "I am Mels von Dolanburg, director of the first office of the Foreign Affairs Department of the Imperial Foreign Affairs Department in the port of Tulum. ”

"Sergeant Joe, I order you to release all the St. Sia diplomats."

"Your actions have seriously undermined the laws of the empire and caused great damage to the interests of the empire!"