A four-wheeled carriage drove away at a constant speed from the main building of the Weitu family. Lea stood on the steps in front of the door with a dozen maids, smiling gently, watching the carriage leave surrounded by more than thirty family guards.

When the carriage turned over the fountain, Lea raised her right hand and waved it hard.

"Hesen, remember to go to Yingui Church Academy to see Weima. They are a group of little girls together, so don't think of any strange ideas."

"Tifa, don't bully Joe. If someone bullies Joe, protect your brother!"

"Joe... still has pocket money? If not, look for your father! Tifa, Tifa, did you hear it? Don't steal Joe's pocket money!"

In the four-wheeled carriage, Hesen, wearing a noble dress, smiled happily and slapped his high beer belly easily. A thin gold chain hung on his chest, one end of the chain was tied to the hidden button of the inner vest, and the other end was a pure gold pocket watch the size of a palm. The huge pocket watch was stuffed into the chest pocket of the jacket, supporting the coat with a piece.

Hesen laughed even happier when he heard Leah's shouting.

"Hahaha, Tifa, Joe, your mother is still like this for so many years, thinking about big and small things... Ah, it's so cute, just as cute as she was when she was a teenage girl."

Tifa played with the small gavel hanging on his belt and wandered outside the sky, and didn't hear Hesen say anything else.

Joe wore the newly made police uniform of Vitu's overnight, playing with the newly forged three-foot-long, thick arms, and heavy lead-filled batons.

"It's still too light." Joe weighed the baton, and kept sweeping over the small gavel in Tifa's hand from the corner of his eyes, deliberately complaining loudly: "Father, am I not your child? I also want a handy weapon that costs more than 100,000 gold marks."

Tifa blinked his eyes, turned around, glanced at Joe, and then snorted coldly, obviously in a bad mood.

Although she is in a bad mood all year round, what happened this morning undoubtedly makes her mood worse than before.

After breakfast, knowing that Qiao had successfully completed her first breathing practice, Tifa excitedly pulled Qiao who had taken a shower and came to the exercise ground behind the main building of the Weitu family.

On weekdays, this is a place where the guards of the Vitu family work hard and have more combat skills, and all kinds of training equipment are available.

In front of nearly a hundred family guards watching the fun, Qiao was relaxed and didn't breathe much, and raised a barbell of 3,500 pounds. During the morning exercise a week ago, Qiao could only lift 850 pounds in the same exercise field.

When Qiao raised the barbell, the guards of the Vitu family widened their eyes in horror, then clapped, cheered, whistled sharply, stamped their feet to cheer, and cheered enthusiastically for their young master.

Hesen laughed so happily that he took out a handful of money and gave the guards an extra bonus.

Tifa's face sank little by little with the applause of the guards.

Along the way, Tifa's mood was not good, and as the carriage left Mount St. Hilde and walked into the downtown area of ​​Tulum Port, Tifa's face gradually freezes, and his whole body began to exude the chill of being absent from the birth.

"Three thousand five hundred pounds!"

"Three thousand five hundred pounds!"

"Three thousand five hundred pounds!"

Along the way, Tifa whipped the word hundreds of times. Every time she whispered, she poked the fat meat on Qiao's waist with her fingers. Her slender and tender fingers were extremely hard like water onions. Every time she thrust on Qiao like a nail, making Qiao grin, but she dared not resist.

It was not until the four-wheeled carriage stopped outside the gate of the Tulum Port District Court that Tifa got out of the carriage and rushed into the gate of the court that Joe breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Hesen in anger.

"Have I offended her these days? Am I?"

"It was still three days ago when she asked me for pocket money. I didn't give her the pocket money I had left last week? I remember clearly that I gave her the last copper in my pocket!"

Hesen took out a cigar and held it in his mouth, vaguely saying, "Maybe, it's because of this, after Tifa opened the sea of ​​strength five years ago, her jerk was only 1,200 pounds?"

Spreading his hands, Hesen said sincerely: "As a kind and understanding father, I can understand Tifa. Think about it, maybe not long after you become stronger and she can't bully you anymore. From the perspective of being a sister, she may feel that she has lost a lot of life pleasure?"

Qiao cried and rubbed her fat waist, which was poked so hard that she was so painful: "She can bully Weima."

Hesen looked at Joe with a strange look on his face: "Where can you be happy to bully Weima? Weima is as thin as the water-deficient wheat seedlings, and what about you?"

Hesen said: "It's like when I was hunting, I killed a fat and strong wild bear. Of course I am happy to brag to my friends. I killed a dry hare, and I felt gain and satisfaction, of course I was not that strong!"

Hesen's words gave Qiao a heavy blow. From Tulum Port District Court to Tulum Port Police Station, a half-mile distance away, Qiao said nothing. He held his double chin with both hands and stared at Hesen with deep eyes.

Hesen was creepy by Qiao's melancholy and melancholy eyes. He whispered, took out a large cash clip from his belt with a bulging silk-faced leather, and took out a thick stack of bronze main color and empire gold-clad banknotes inlaid with thin gold edges.

Qiao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he grabbed the stack of bills that were almost half an inch thick and had a ten-mark denomination. His other hand quickly opened the car door, rolled on one side and rushed out of the car door.

Ce Qi followed the family guards next to the carriage and hurriedly grabbed the mount. Amid Hesen's curse, Qiao stuffed the thick banknotes into his chest pocket, and rolled and crawled into the gate of the Tulun Port Police Station.

Tulun Port Police Station is located in the old town of Tulun Port. It is a large and square courtyard with a side length of more than 500 feet, with a six-story building on all sides.

The police station building has an excellent geographical location. The four streets in the southeast, west and north are Silk Street, Tea Street, Spice Street, and Porcelain Street. As the name suggests, these four streets are the gathering places for four bulk goods in Tulun Port. Most of the bulk transactions are completed on these four streets.

The black exterior wall is quite old. Under the sunlight, the Tulun Port Police Station still makes people feel cold.

Qiao had just walked into the police station gate and was about to go to the director's office to inquire about the special investigation team. A middle-aged man in a black suit and a dome hat had already poked his head out from a window on the third floor and pointed at Qiao.

"Director Qiao said, after you come, go to the opposite side to find him!"

The middle-aged man, Joe's immediate boss, Schneider, a second-level police officer in the Tulum Port Police Department, curled his lips and made a gesture that police officers knew, be careful and be cautious.

Qiao turned around and looked at the castle-style building opposite the Tulun Port Police Station, which had just been built for a few years, had a white exterior wall, blue spire, and windows. It was all customized blue glass, which looked particularly energetic and grand.

Facing the gate of the Tulun Port Police Station, at the gate of the building, four ingenious young men stood on the left and right.

They wore soft-soled boots, knee-length shorts, sea-soul shirts, and small blue round hats with leather double streamers, which were the ship outfits of the Royal Navy sailors. What's noticeable is that they were carrying short flintlock rifles on their backs and shiny bayonets hung around their waists.

At the Royal Naval Club of Tulum Port, Joe grabbed his head with a little distress. In recent years, this place has always been inconsistent with him.

Hessen's carriage was still parked at the gate of the police station. Joe hurriedly ran over, bent down, lowered his head, and mumbled a few words to Hessen in a low voice. Hessen cursed, poked his head out of the window, and looked at the Navy Club.

"How could it be here? It should be in the police station involving the city's political security."

Hesen complained, then gestured to his guard.

More than a dozen family guards surrounded Hessen's carriage and ran towards the city hall. Ten family guards jumped off their horses, pulled their mounts into the police station, and placed them in the police station's stable.

Only one guard turned his horse's head and rushed all the way to the headquarters of the Chamber of Commerce in the Port District Weitu family.

Joe sorted out his police uniform and took big steps towards the Navy Club.

Behind him, ten Weitu guards stored their mounts and walked out. They unbuttoned their coats and exposed the flintlock guns and swords hanging around their waists. Two or three of them gathered together, leaned against the street lamp pole on the side of the road, lit cigarettes, and chatted with laughter.

"In the name of imperial law, Director Stein commanded me to join the special investigation team." Joe stood in front of the white-backed blue wavy stripes of the Navy Club, whispered his purpose and showed his police badge.

Without any trouble, a sailor held the door knocker and pushed open the heavy door.

Joe blinked, looked at the eight sailors at the door seriously, raised his hand and saluted them: "Salute to you, respected soldiers... Are you active soldiers of the Navy? Are you not graduated from Tulun Port Naval Academy?"

The sailor who opened the door for Joe gave a salute to Joe, and he looked at Joe curiously: "Salute to you, police officer, we are the active navy, we are not under the jurisdiction of Tulun Port."

"Well, you have nothing to do with the sea dogs in Tulum Port? That would be great!" Qiao smiled happily: "So, you don't know me, no wonder. The entire student soldiers of the Tulum Port Naval Academy, as well as the graduates of the past three years, all know me!"

Qiao walked into the Navy Club with his head raised and his chest raised. He murmured as he walked: "It's so interesting. This is the first time I've been to this ghost place."

The eight sailors in front of the door looked at each other, and had the urge to beat Joe.

‘Seal Dog’?

Isn’t you afraid of being beaten to death by speaking this word in front of the Navy?

As for the entire Tulun Port Naval Academy, as well as the graduates of the past three years, all know him? Are you bragging?

Qiao Gang walked into the Navy Club gate. Before he could see the environment inside the gate, an angry roar came over: "Dog of the Weitu family, have you hit the door?"

A large blue and white porcelain vase more than three feet tall smashed from Qiao's head with the sound of wind.

Qiao made a step aside, and with a 'pong' sound, the vase was smashed to pieces, and the broken porcelain slag flew far away along the smooth floor.

A figure jumped from above Qiao and kicked Qiao in the head in the air.

A crimson-red light flashed in Qiao's eyes. He raised his right hand and grabbed the person's ankle. Following the force falling from the sky, he waved his right hand gently and heard a scream. The man flew out of the open club gate.

With a dull sound, the man slapped heavily on the road more than twenty feet away, unable to move for a long time.

‘Wow’!
Chapter completed!