Let's go back to 158 Pine Street.

The time has also been adjusted to the early morning of October 30th.

Before dawn, Jo jumped to Mr. Sterns' door with joy and joy, and slammed the door with all his might.

'Crunch', Sterns' pet Baku hung his arms on the doorknob, pulled it off, and then kicked his feet on the doorframe, opening the door open a gap.

Joe squeezed in through the crack in the door, and Baku screamed happily, jumped on Joe's arm, and quickly climbed up his head along his arm, and then curiously grabbed Joe's long hair and waved it wildly.

"Damn, Baku, what are you doing?"

Joe didn't notice the change in his scalp at all, Baku waved his long hair and danced wildly, and Joe himself was startled: "What the hell? What the hell is this...... Ah, my hair? How could it be ......"

Mr. Sgnes, who was dressed in his pajamas and was a little pale from heavy blood loss, yawned and walked out of the bedroom slowly. He looked at Joe weakly, and then his eyes widened.

"Oh, Joe, your hair...... You should be glad you're not in Tulum Harbor. Otherwise, Madame and the two young ladies must be very interested in playing some new tricks on your head! Mr. Sterns' eyes widened as he looked playfully at the long swarthy hair that Joe had grown overnight, almost dragging to the floor.

Mr. Growns, as a 'heretic', has seen too many strange things.

He guessed that Joe must have taken two potions sent by the military, so there was no need to make a fuss about some strange changes in his body.

It's just long hair...... He had even seen the 'lucky ones' who had grown a pair of dragon wings directly after taking certain secret medicines. Although that guy was quickly burned at the stake by the Golden Oak Church, the power of those pair of dragon wings is still remembered by Mr. Digns after many years.

Joe scolded, pulled Baku off his head, and ran back to his room...... After a while, Joe, with his short, disheveled hair that looked like a dog gnawing on it, cursed more and more frantically, ran again to Mr. Stans's room.

After tossing and turning for a while, Joe finally managed his hair into a clean and fresh board with the help of Lan Mujian.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Qiao whistled in surprise: "Wow, hibiscus, I really can't see it, you still have such a craft?" ”

Lan Mujin inserted a delicate small dagger back into his boots, and said unhurriedly: "In the army, this is a job that everyone must practice...... After all, in the wild, you can't find a shaver anywhere. ”

Joe raised his eyebrows and patted the short hair on the top of his head with satisfaction: "It's really good...... Well, Mr. Stans, let's go find something...... Well, for example, get a field gun and fire a shot at Andrew's carriage in the street? ”

There was a faint crimson glow in his pupils, and Qiao smiled with a smile: "It's like the shot I took in Tulun Port...... Let's go and send a sincere greeting to Andrew, shall we? ”

"We must let him know that there are things that cannot be done; There is some money that cannot be taken...... Especially, it's still my money. ”

Joe's heart was full of resentment, and he was blackmailed...... Although he had taken revenge on Justice Weilun perfectly, and his hostility towards Justice Weilun had dissipated a little, his resentment towards Andrew and Magnum had become stronger and stronger.

Mr. Strons's face twitched, and he looked out the window, deciding not to answer Joe's words.

It's really ...... In the imperial capital, get a field cannon and blast at a member of the ducal family?

Mr. Stergens wanted to tell Joe that you were a police officer, and that you were a police officer at the University of Justice...... There are some things that you can't do, especially in your capacity, this kind of thing, don't say you do it, you shouldn't think about it!

Mr. S. Sterns was a little haggard, and it seemed that after leaving the port of Tulum, Joe's personality had changed somewhat, and he was no longer like the lazy, sloppy, and mixed eating and waiting for death Joe before...... Instead, he's a bit like the monkey head of Baku, who has become a weird elf and a flying jumper.

"Or, let's get a thousand barrels of gunpowder and blast the Werner family's castle in the imperial capital?" In Joe's head, one whimsical plan after another kept popping up.

Tsk, the spiritual sea is opening up, IQ is constantly improving, and Joe's brain is getting better and better, and it is becoming more and more uncontrollable.

"Well, of course we can't just blow up their castle with a powder keg...... Let's rent a house near their castle and dig a tunnel that leads to their main house? ”

Joe tilted his head and looked at himself in the mirror, a little incoherent with excitement.

Excited, inexplicably excited...... Joe's blood was flowing at an accelerated pace, he had entered the 'Crimson' battle instinct state, and he couldn't wait to do something to Andrew, whom he identified as an enemy, and the family behind Andrew.

Mr. Sgns and Lan looked at each other, both a little overwhelmed.

Lan Mujin turned around very dryly, and then left Joe's room: "I'll ask...... See how the breakfast went...... Joe, is it still ten? ”

"Twenty servings!" Joe's attention was shifted to breakfast: "Well, I'm in a good mood today and want to eat more...... Inform the cafeteria and give the brothers extra meals...... Ho, we're rich now, aren't we? ”

Mr. Sgns pursed his lips and smiled.

Joe's mood was certainly good.

It is also reasonable to give the brothers more food...... Now Joe, there's really no shortage of money. Not to mention the good things that have been properly hidden and cannot be realized for the time being, let's just say that the gold coins and cash obtained from the Whispering Forest Club are a lot of money!

"Joe......" Mr. Sterns was about to say something, when suddenly there was a commotion from outside, and soon there was a dull sound of crashing and blowing.

Joe, Ranmuhiscus, and Mr. S. Sterns ran to the balcony at the same time, looking in the direction from which the noise had come.

The gate of No. 158 Qingsong Street was opened, and the old lame man who had been left by Qiao to continue to be the janitor fell to the ground with a bloody face, and a small group of mounted police of about 20 people rushed in, and collided with a team of blood axe warbands that had not yet changed the guard last night.

Ten warriors of the Blood Axe Regiment lined up in front of the mounted police, and one soldier held a long stick and shouted, "This is private territory...... Exit and go! ”

The long stick shook, and with a muffled 'woo' sound, the long stick slammed into the front hooves of a war horse.

The horse fell to the ground, and the mounted policeman on the horseback cursed angrily, jumped up from the saddle before the horse fell to the ground, and rolled on the ground several times.

'Whew'!

A mounted policeman rode up and struck down with an extended baton.

The warrior holding the long stick did not dodge or dodge, and the long stick stabbed forward...... There was a muffled sound, and the baton slammed into the soldier's shoulder, and the mounted policeman was also pointed in the chest with a long stick, screaming loudly and being stabbed off his horse with a stick.

More than 20 mounted policemen immediately got into a fight with 10 soldiers.

Several mounted police officers blew their whistles at the same time, and the shrill whistle tore through the silence of the early morning.

The soldiers of the Blood Axe Battle Regiment also let out a high-pitched wolf howl, and in a dormitory building not far away, one after another sturdy figures jumped out of the window, and groups of soldiers quickly formed an assault formation, and rushed over with a long roar all the way.

"These policemen, what's going on?" Joe lowered his voice, and a ghostly light flashed in his eyes: "What we did, leaked?" ”

Lan Mujin shook his head fiercely: "Can't!" ”

Mr. Sgns said in a deep voice, "Impossible...... There's no way they'll find us so quickly...... Those things aren't here, and they shouldn't have found them anyway! ”

Joe frowned: "It doesn't feel very good, let's go and see...... Well, when I put that outfit on...... Mr. Si Gengs, you go over and stabilize the situation first, this is the imperial capital, if you kill a few policemen, it will be troublesome. ”

As Joe spoke, more mounted policemen rushed in through the open gate, and at least two hundred mounted policemen roared in the dense sound of horses' hooves.

War horses galloped, batons waved wildly.

Outnumbered, the ten warriors of the Blood Axe Regiment roared and knocked down a dozen mounted policemen from their horses, and the dense batons fell on them like raindrops.

In just two or three strokes, ten warriors spat blood and were knocked to the ground.

"Cast!"

Seeing that his companion was seriously injured, some of the soldiers of the Blood Axe Battle Regiment who rushed out of the dormitory building roared.

Nearly 100 soldiers of the Blood Axe War Regiment rushed wildly, and at the same time, their right hands swung forward fiercely, and with the piercing sound of breaking wind, more than 20 javelins, more than 30 flying axes, and dozens of flying knives with wisps of cold light were thrown towards the charging mounted police.

The warriors of the Blood Axe Battle Regiment are at least of the first order of extraordinary strength, and the weakest ones have thousands of pounds of strength.

Javelins, throwing axes, and throwing knives were thrown with all their might, and they flew hundreds of feet in an instant, directly enveloping the charging mounted police.

In the mounted police team, a third-class police academy hissed and yelled: "Bastard...... Jumping ......"

More than 200 mounted policemen jumped off their horses at the same time, rolling on the ground in embarrassment.

The 'poof' sound was loud, and the huge body of the war horse became the best meat shield, more than a dozen war horses were pierced by javelins, and more than two dozen war horses were beaten like sieves by throwing axes and knives.

Dozens of horses fell to the ground with a wail, spurting blood and sliding forward a dozen feet away.

"You are sinning...... You attacked the police...... How dare you...... This is a felony...... You bastards! "The third-level police academy that had just given the order was very unlucky, and when he was rolling on the ground, a throwing knife fell from the sky and pierced the fullest muscles in his buttocks.

The third-level police academy screamed in pain, pulled out the knife with his backhand, and blood spurted out of the wound at once.

Heavy footsteps sounded, and hundreds of policemen armed with various weapons rushed in a neat line through the gate of 158 Qingsong Street.

More of the Bloodaxe Warriors, as well as the guards of the Vetto family, rushed out of the dormitory and rushed towards the invading police.