Joe pressed his hands on his belt like a mountain, and pestled him at the gate of the main building.

Visit.

Or is it at this point in time?

Oh, Medland's social etiquette, the social exchanges of the upper class, and everyone can share lunch.

Friends who are a little closer, drinking afternoon tea and chatting together, can be regarded as a preliminary involvement in a certain social circle.

Get a little closer, and there will be a formal invitation to a dinner at home and dinner with friends. This kind of banquet, even the top wealthy nobles, with a large number of cooks and all kinds of chefs, will definitely have one or two delicious dishes cooked by the hostess on the table, so as to reflect everyone's friendship and closeness.

Only the kind of true close friends, the kind of close friends who have reached a point where they can stick a knife in each other's ribs, or whose interests are so implicated that they can go to the gallows together, are qualified to visit the house after dinner without being invited.

According to the unspoken rules of the Metland continent, if the owner is not invited, then the owner's mansion is an absolute private territory - the wind can enter, the rain can enter, and His Majesty the King cannot enter!

And the little leisure time after dinner is the most intimate family time of the host's family.

It is a great impoliteness to make a hasty visit.

"With such a face, how good does a person who comes to visit at this time feel good about himself?" Joe was holding a large cigar, and Big Ivan took out a box of matches, and with a flattering smile, he lit a cigar for Joe.

Then, Big Ivan said viciously: "This is shameless...... Boss, I have some savings over the years, and I heard that you and your lord are going to make a fortune...... Can you take me to earn some wife? ”

Qiao glanced at Big Ivan, gently poked Big Ivan's chest with his fingers, was silent for a while, and then nodded: "Hmm, if you can piece together a little more capital, let's put together a little more...... We won this war, we ...... A large amount of money can be flare-up. ”

Big Ivan laughed so hard that his eyes narrowed into a line, and his bald head turned red, as if he had been covered with a layer of rouge.

Marcos, Lan Mu Hibiscus, and Lan Bellflower stood beside Joe in all directions, and they looked coldly at the flattering Big Ivan, and they rolled their eyes almost at the same time.

Amid the crisp sound of horses' hooves, Freret, dressed in a navy uniform, rode his bike with a smile on his face.

From a long distance, when Frevice saw Joe's burly figure and large round face, Freret's smile suddenly narrowed, he squinted, and quickly turned his head to whisper something to Lucien behind him.

Frerett had been extremely careful to keep his voice down, but Joe now had the legendary hearing from a part of the authority of the wolf king Wall, hundreds of feet away, even the sound of mosquitoes waving their wings could be heard clearly, let alone the sound of Frerett speaking?

"Lucien, you didn't tell me that the fat man is back." Frevice was a little annoyed.

"I haven't heard anything at all, Your Highness...... The people we planted in the port of Tulum didn't hear anything at all that this guy had returned. Lucien's eyes flickered with a cold light, and he stared at Joe deadly: "According to the routine report from Hyderabad, this guy should still be doing whatever he wants to do in Hyderabad." ”

"I don't want to see him." Frederick pulled the reins and slowed down his mount: "He...... He actually won the favor of His Majesty, and he was able to carry out the killing of Heringle in his hands...... I...... To be honest, I was a little weak when I saw him. ”

"Ugh!" Lucien said...... Speechless.

Even though he tried his best to slow down the speed of his mount, Frevice was still led by his mount to the gate of the main building. He reluctantly turned over and dismounted, forced a smile, and took two steps up the steps to Joe.

He smiled and held out his hand to Joe.

Jo raised his right hand and gave a military salute to Fried.

Frevice was stunned, he withdrew his right hand, raised his hand and gave Joe a military salute, but Joe had already lowered his right arm and smiled and stretched out his hand to Freret.

Frerett froze, his smile dissipated a little, and he lowered his hand and put it back on Joe.

Jo had retracted his hand quickly, and he opened his arms, and with enthusiasm, like a wild bear in the mountains and woods pounced on an old goat, he took Freretlou into his arms.

Two arms, almost as thick as Freret's waist, wrapped around him, and Joe's fat, almost larger palm than Freret's head, smacked several times on Freret's back like a battering ram.

Freret's body trembled violently.

Joe's warm embrace almost strangled all the bones in his upper body, and he even heard the overwhelming 'click' of the bones in his own body.

And those heavy and powerful slaps were like a giant cannon pestle firing at his back, blasting his internal organs upside down, and a mouthful of blood was almost spit out by Joe.

"Ah, Your Highness Freret, mourn!" Jo kneaded Freette to his heart's content, relying on the advantage of his physique and strength, while shouting loudly with a stiff and rigid face.

Now Joe, who is single and taller, is a long head taller than Philet, and his shoulder width and waist circumference are far beyond Philett.

As for pure physical strength......

Joe spent a little money and peeked at Philett's pure physical strength, Philett's physical strength surpassed that of Lieutenant General Otto under Duke Ross, but it was still slightly worse than Marcos and Big Ivan beside Joe, that is, the level of more than 30 million pounds.

The fusion degree of his sixth-order elixir was not high, only a little more than ten percent.

It can be seen that Frevice belongs to the kind of 'safe' type of transcendent who is pampered, has not experienced life and death, and has not been sufficiently tapped for his own potential.

30 million pounds of physical strength, placed among ordinary people, can be called superhuman.

But for Joe, whose physical strength has reached 285 million pounds...... Frerett was a poor little rabbit.

Frevice felt that his lungs were about to explode, and the terrifying force squeezed his internal organs, and he was out of breath, he was out of breath...... His lungs were burning hot, as if there was a fire burning in them.

It's not just lungs.

His entire upper body...... He was like a poor piece of lemon, which was roughly stuffed into the juicer, and then violently squeezed and crushed wildly.

The blood vessels in his upper body were constantly shriveled and collapsed under Qiao's violent squeezing, and the blood flow of the entire upper body was not smooth, and the blood was all squeezed towards his lower body.

Freette could feel that the veins in his legs were almost bursting!

"Look at you, your face is ugly...... However, I can understand, I really understand, mourn, mourn...... Please, be sure not to be overly sad, after all, this kind of thing ...... Hey, who would have thought? ”

Joe babbled 'comforting' Philet.

Freret, like a big green worm, struggled in Joe's terrifying embrace.

But his struggle grew smaller and smaller, and he was about to faint from Joe's violent squeezing...... Even, there will be other physical injuries.

In fact, Joe's strength was too strong, and Frerett was too weak compared to him.

"Joe von Wittup, what do you want to do? Let go of His Highness Freret! ”

Lucien was also caught off guard by Joe just now, and before they could say a word, Jo took Freette in his arms—even if it was a young couple who had been reunited for a long time, they wouldn't be so enthusiastic, right?

But soon, Lucien discovered Joe's malice.

This guy ...... Completely wanton, crazy, unreasonable ravages of Freret!

Lucien rushed up the steps and reached for Joe's arm.

"Where...... What are you doing? Big Ivan took a step across and stood in front of Lucien, he slapped Lucien's head, and with a force of his right hand, he lifted Lucien, who was well-mannered and handsome, to the spot.

Lucien let out a terrible scream, and he jerked up his hands and grabbed the palm of Big Ivan's hand fiercely.

Pain...... Pain...... His head seemed to be encircled by an iron ring, his skull was 'clicking', and Lucien's eyes almost jumped out of their sockets, and his eyeballs were rapidly congested, and the sight turned pale blood.

"Don't get in the way of friendly communication between the boss and the VIPs...... Hmm, I hate little white faces...... When I was in the Lucian army, those royal bastards, the royals who were all neatly dressed on the battlefield, were all little white faces. ”

"They never do good...... They let us charge at the front, but the final credit is all theirs, and all the mistakes are ours. ”

"A little white face is the same as a bad guy...... Your little appearance is also the best in the little white face, so you are a top villain! ”

As he spoke, Big Ivan didn't know what unbearable memories he remembered, and slammed his left hand into Lucien's belly. After a 'bang', Big Ivan let go of his right hand, and Lucien held his stomach in both hands, like a lobster, curled up as hard as he could, and twitched violently on the ground.

"Joe......" Frerett could not bear the pain, and at last he let out a wail like a weeping.

"Ah, dear Your Highness, you are crying......" Jo stared at Freret, then slowly released his arms, Frerett gasped for breath, staggered back two steps, and then gasped and squatted on the ground.

Joe took a big cigar in his mouth and took a pleasant puff of smoke.

"Well, dear Freret, you-mother-dead!"

Jo grinned, revealing two rows of big white teeth, and said to Freette in a tone that was almost 'joyful', "You-mother--die-, of course this is an unfortunate thing...... But ......"

Frevice jerked his head up, and he hissed, "That woman, not my mother...... My mother is ......"

He staggered to his feet, but the heat of the lower half of his body rushed upward, and he spoke too quickly, and a whistling sound erupted from his lungs, and he shook his body, took two steps back, and fell down the steps with a 'bang', and fell in front of his mount in embarrassment.

A few naval officers brought by Fredet had just jumped off their horses at this time.

They threw themselves at Freret's side, and one of the officers unbuttoned his shirt and fanned him in the face with the hem of his coat.