Chapter 58: Second Skill

The scarlet aura that erupted from the black door was only a wisp of aftertaste.

In Joe's mind, Laprahi sang a song with a strange rhyme in a very strange language.

The crimson curtain of light flickered, flickering and flickering, quite annoying.

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Energy Level: Sea of Power (Normal: 2.436%) (Perfection: 0.138%) (Physical Strength: 108,000 pounds)

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Joe, with a short cloak draped over his upper body and a large cloak donated by Digns around his waist, stood at the gate of the Customs House with a gloomy face. For the constantly flickering light curtain in front of him, he was in no mood to deal with it for the time being.

The highlanders who broke out of the black prison were captured, and none of them escaped.

Among them, there are several masters with amazing strength, but fortunately, the family guards arranged by Hesse by Joe's side have several more masters than the other party. After Joe led the people to make a move, these highlanders failed to make much of a splash.

Rao is like this, the soldiers who entered the customs building, as well as the guards of the Vetu family, also suffered heavy casualties.

Right in front of Joe, the corpses of one hundred and thirty-nine fallen soldiers were neatly stacked in a row. On Joe's right-hand side, leaning against the outer wall of the Customs House, ninety-five seriously wounded soldiers were receiving first aid, of whom eighty-nine were mutilated and destined to be disabled.

The guards of the Rites were in slightly better condition, they were much more cunning than the soldiers who were engaged head-on, and they had little to lose in the square, except for entering the underground black dungeon and avoiding the unlucky ones in the narrow passages.

Rao was like this, and the guards of the Weitu family also lost fifty-seven, and more than a hundred were seriously injured.

As for the policemen who entered the black prison, God knows if they were sheltered by Muteste or if they had their own magical aura of avoidance, among the dozens of policemen, eighteen were seriously injured, twenty-three were lightly injured, and no one was killed.

Joe's face was gloomy and silent.

The army commander who surrounded the customs building, a young lieutenant colonel with a bandage around his neck, a broken left arm, and an oak baton in his right hand, beat a dozen customs officers standing at the gate.

'Bang bang bang', the oak baton smashed heavily on these fat-headed and big-eared customs officials, beating them so badly that they fell to the ground one by one and cried and cried.

The young lieutenant colonel hissed and scolded: "Say, who arranged these people? Who let these damn highlanders hide in the customs dungeons? ”

"Ha, ha, ha, no wonder the port of Tulum is so tightly blocked, it is impossible to find where the attackers of the Mid-Autumn Bloody Incident are hiding...... Who would have thought that they would be hiding in the law enforcement agencies of the Empire! ”

"Highlanders...... And they are not ordinary highlander mercenaries, they are soldiers of the highland kingdom! They are military men! The young middle-aged man had bloodshot eyes and shouted hoarsely: "What do you want to do in collusion with the enemy army?" Rebellion? ”

Joe exhaled heavily, and he vigorously tied the cloak wrapped around his waist, barely covering the exposed white belly.

After the battle, his white fat stubbornly swelled out, and his body shape returned to its original shape. But his clothes and pants were shattered in the previous battle.

This made Joe very melancholy, if there was a battle in the future, he would have to fight with the enemy barely?

Don't kill the enemy without killing them, but instead kill them with loud laughter and die on the spot!

That's a shame!

Joe, who was in a depressed mood, had a gloomy face and walked in front of the most powerful highlander, who was now lying on the ground with teeth destroyed by his teeth and lying on the ground.

Looking down at the highlanders with pale faces and closed eyes, Qiao said coldly: "There are your people in the customs of Tulun Port, right?" Point him out, and I can make you die a happy death! ”

The young lieutenant colonel was panting and was beating a dozen fat-headed, big-eared customs officers with oak batons.

Suddenly, his movements touched internal injuries, his body shook, and a mouthful of blood spat out.

Among the crowd of customs officials lying on the ground crying and shouting, a middle-aged man with a mediocre appearance suddenly rolled over, grabbed the flint short gun hanging from the waist of the young lieutenant colonel, and laughed dryly.

He pressed the muzzle of the shortbolt to his chin and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

'Bang'!

The eighteen-millicaliber lead bullet directly caused the man's head to explode like a watermelon bombarded with a heavy hammer.

The young lieutenant colonel froze, and so did Joe, and the soldiers rushed forward, rifles in hand, and bayonets slammed into the equally stunned customs officers.

"Mr. Stans!" It took a long time for Joe to let out a loud roar.

"Alonso Pan." Mr. S. Gents waved his thin cane lightly, looked at the fallen corpse and said coldly, "Our customs chief in the port of Tulun is actually a spy of the Highlanders? ”

Mr. S. Guns laughed very strangely: "His wife, from the Turing family, young master, we can freely testify that the Turing family is a spy of the Highlanders, and we should arrest all members of the Turing family immediately." ”

The sound of wheels, horses' hooves, and neat running could be heard in the distance.

In the direction of the old pier No. 1, along the street behind the breakwater, a dozen four-wheeled carriages came, and hundreds of cavalry guards were on the left and right sides. Behind the cavalry ranks were soldiers running fast all the way in a neat line.

At a glance, the iron-gray team pulled out a few miles, and at least there was an establishment of a combat brigade.

Nearly 6,000 soldiers rushed over, and they were still more than half a mile away from the small hill where the customs building was located, so they quickly divided into more than a dozen teams and spread along the streets and alleys, completely blocking this generation.

On the sea near the old pier No. 1, the battleships of the two Casica detachments, together with four large frigates, approached at full speed, and they pulled a huge arc on the sea, and then blocked the berths near the pier No. 1 from the eighteenth to the twenty-fourth pier in an upright manner.

Last night, the Garsica detachment took over the naval blockade of Tulun Port, and the Tulun Harbor Detachment, as well as the Tulun Harbor Marine Police Force, the Anti-Smuggling Squad, and the armed merchant ships of the major families, were forced back to their docks.

The anti-smuggling team of the Tulun Port Customs, dozens of anti-smuggling ships, large and small, were neatly organized, and none of them were blocked in their berths.

Soldiers from nearly two battalions rushed onto the pier and brutally broke into the anti-smuggling boat.

Hundreds of sailors of the anti-smuggling team who stayed on the ship, raised their hands and walked out of the cabin with a blank face, and then they knelt on the trestle in a trembling manner amid the shouts of the soldiers.

Joe was in the right place to see what was happening in those berths.

He suddenly whistled and sneered: "What a clever and alert anti-smuggling team, we are fighting all over the flesh here, and they don't know how to take the opportunity to escape?" ”

Shrugging his shoulders and spreading his hands, Joe sighed, "But, yes, where can they run away?" Uncle Ya, do we have the home addresses and relationships of all the members of the anti-smuggling team? ”

Tooth smiled so much that the two rows of big white teeth were exposed, and he nodded proudly: "That's right, we have the details of all their members, and even the information of many of their informants, we have them." ”

Pinched his fingers hard, made a 'click' sound, and said fiercely: "None of them can run away, none of them can run away...... These moths who knock out the bones and suck the marrow, this time the evidence is conclusive, they collude with the highlanders, they collude with the enemies of the enemy country, they are treason! ”

Joe, Tooth, Strons, and a group of nearby Vetol men grinned one by one.

The laws of the Delenn Empire are strict, and it can even be called one of the most restrictive laws among the countries of the Metland continent.

For treason, those who directly participated in it were to be put to death, and all family members, men, women, and children, were sent to several large islands in the northern ice sea, where there were military farms and mines under the military control of the empire.

With a little luck, the families of these criminals can dig moss and raise reindeer on it.

If they were unlucky, they would have to dig holes and pan for golden sands to contribute to the gold reserves of the Imperial treasury.

A little less lucky...... Their fate needs not be described. The total number of exiled prisoners who disappear and die every year in the Empire's northern icy seas exceeds 200,000.

Who cares if these people live or die?

A large group of horsemen galloped around a dozen four-wheeled carriages, and the cavalry quickly set up a defensive line in the square at the entrance of the customs building, and then the door of the third carriage opened, and two sturdy women in black cloaks walked out first, and then the Duke of Rose, who was born with a beautiful face, slowly stepped out of the carriage.

"Joe, sweet lad, you have given me another great surprise." As soon as he got out of the carriage, Duke Rose laughed a few times and walked towards Joe in a swaying manner.

Duke Rose held in her right hand a small folding fan of sandalwood, which flickered like butterfly wings, and it was evident that she was in a very good mood.

Joe and Ya, Si Gengs and others hurriedly greeted him, and Joe walked in the front, bowing deeply to Duke Ross from afar: "Your Excellency, please forgive me for my untidy offend. ”

Duke Rose took a deep look at the small cloak and cloak that Joe was wrapped in, covered his red lips with a small folding fan, and laughed heartily again.

"Oh, no, no, sweet little one, that's not an offense. In my opinion, your embarrassed appearance represents your loyalty to the Empire, your loyalty to Her Majesty the Empress, your personal strength, and your extraordinary talents. ”

Duke Ross sighed softly: "If the wastes in Tulun Harbor can have skills like yours, how can they waste such a long time and not be able to catch a few little bugs who are plotting against the Empire?" ”

Turning, Duke Rose, he pointed with his small folding fan at the large group of people who followed her.

"I mean, all of you here, look at you, all of you are well-dressed, all of you are magnificent, there are marquises, there are generals, all of you are sitting in high positions, all of you are pampered...... Compared to Joe, compared to this newly grown little guy, you're a mass of shit in human form! ”

Duke Rose sighed faintly: "Don't you feel ashamed? I really want to send you all to the front line of the province of Gran. ”

Below the Marquis of Syac, a group of big people with heads and faces in Port Tulun, all with red faces and red ears, lowered their heads one after another.

Duke Rose shook his head, turned around, and pointed at Joe, "Joe, this is your second credit, I remember...... Keep up the good work! ”

"If you can continue to surprise me, I will definitely reward you with even greater surprises!" Duke Ross earnestly assured Joe.