Qiao's thick five fingers nimbled the steak knife. The nearly one foot long steak knife was beating skillfully at his fingertips, turning into a circle of silver cold light, making a subtle sound of breaking through the air.

Chachalin's eyes were a little straight.

Qiao Wandao's movements were too agile, which was completely incompatible with his huge and bloated figure.

This means that Qiao has internal strength that is completely inconsistent with his external body shape.

Marcos said in a muffled voice: "Joe, Colonel Chachalin, and the guy who broke my lumbar bones by me are relatives... Two years ago, he has been in trouble for me since he was transferred to the Veterans Management Office in Ruhr City."

Shrugging his shoulders, Marcos spread his hands and said in a deep voice: "At least twenty times, the others took the initiative to provoke our Blood Axe Team, but later my brother was invited to the confinement room of the Veterans Administration Office. I had to spend a lot of money to bail them out."

Marcos let out a heavy breath, and he looked at Qiao and said in a deep voice: "Because Colonel Chachalin, he has caused great economic losses to the Blood Axe Team in the past two years. The brothers are a little unable to survive, so Xiaolan comes to me and I make up my mind to come here!"

Joe nodded seriously and said to Marcos: "You were bullied by him... Why don't you kill him?"

Chachalin raised his eyebrows and shouted loudly: "Sir, please pay attention to your words and deeds... I can regard your words just now as, are you threatening an active Imperial officer?"

Marcos shook his head helplessly and curled his mouth hard.

Killing those family members who come to seek revenge in private is one thing; but killing an active Imperial Army colonel... do you really think that those powerful departments of the empire are vegetarians?

If Marcos really kills Chachalin, what is waiting for him is the endless pursuit of the Imperial Army.

Therefore, even though Chachalin's strength is not worth mentioning to Marcos, Marcos has been bullied by Chachalin in the past two years.

Qiao snorted coldly, continued to play with the steak knife with his fingers, then tilted his head to look at the aggressive Chachalin: "Threat? What did I say just now? Am I threatening you? Ha, what about the evidence? Where is the witness?"

Several men in black behind Chachalin glared at Qiao at the same time, and hundreds of new and old subordinates of Qiao in the entire restaurant laughed at the same time.

"I heard nothing!"

"How could a gentle and pure young man be so gentle and honest? How could he threaten people?"

"This is a slander, he is a shameless slander, and Young Master Qiao said nothing!"

"I only heard this officer master, who threatened our young master, and he blackmailed us!"

"Yes, he blackmailed a lot of money, we testified, and we all heard it!"

The restaurant was filled with people, and Qiao's subordinates all started to make a fuss. They rushed toward this side. With the sound of tables and chairs being dragged, the dining tables in the restaurant were all moved aside. Hundreds of people surrounded the small area where Qiao was located.

The members of the Blood Axe War Chapter were better. They were all elites from the Imperial Army. They still retained the rigorous and even stereotyped style of the Imperial Army. They surrounded them but did not talk too much.

And Qiao's original escorts of the Vitu family were all family guards and were armed sailors. Where did they have any rules?

Local slang in Tulum Port spewed out like a tide, and all kinds of dirty words kept attacking Chachalin and all the female relatives related to him frantically.

Chachalin and several subordinates' faces turned red. They looked around angrily, trying to shock these lawless guys with their majestic gaze... But their pretended majestic gaze only caused sharp whistles and crazy laughter. Even the subordinates of the Weitu family directly showed off their weapons and threatened them with unscrupulous force!

Qiao smiled and slowly stood up. Compared with Chachalin, who was a little more than six feet tall, Qiao, who was over seven feet tall, obviously had a huge advantage in height.

He held his hands in front of his chest, overlooking Chachalin, who was tightly dressed, and said in a deep voice: "So, with so many people testifying, I did not threaten you... Then, Colonel Chachalin, what if I refuse to pay the deposit?"

Standing aside, Lan Mujin, who had been looking at Chachalin silently, said quietly: "There is no provision in the imperial law that says that the Veterans Administration Office has the right to collect any so-called deposit!"

Lan Mujin said coldly: "The Veterans Management Office is a semi-military and semi-administrative organization serving veterans. It does have certain supervision and management rights for veterans, but... let the employer of the veterans sign a commitment document and pay a deposit? Colonel Chachalin, don't you think you have exceeded your authority and violated the law?"

Qiao laughed, and he gave Lan Mujin a thumbs up, lowered his head and shouted loudly at Chachalin: "So what? How do you say it? If I don't pay the so-called deposit and don't sign the so-called promise letter... what can you do to me?"

Chachalin smiled, he tiptoed and tried his best to close the height difference between himself and Joe. He looked at Qiao's fair and round face and whispered: "Then, I will sign a confinement order... Marcos and his gangsters are not allowed to leave Ruhr City half a step..."

Qiao was stunned and turned around and asked Lan Mujin: "Does he have this power?"

Lan Mujin frowned and nodded slowly to Qiao.

Veterans with strong combat power have a far superior combat power to ordinary people and their destructive power to the ordinary people; once these veterans lose control, they will cause great harm to the public.

Therefore, it is generally difficult for them to leave the army with the powerful combat power of the Delun Empire army; those elite soldiers who retired successfully will generally be absorbed into the local police force and become police officers.

Occasionally, there are a few powerful combat powers like Marcos. He formed a mercenary group and earned living expenses with serious management, which is also an act that the empire allows... But such retired soldiers who are free from society will be strictly supervised by the Veterans Management Office.

Chacharin can impose a ban on Marcos and the Blood Axe Team - when Chacharin feels that Marcos and his brothers are posing a threat to the imperial policing, he can order Marcos and his brothers to stay in Ruhr City and cooperate with the official investigation.

If Marcos and the Blood Axe Team violated the confinement order... they will be on the wanted list and become wanted criminals of the empire, with extremely serious consequences.

Chachalin smiled proudly at Qiao: "Officer Joe Rong Weitu, I know your origin. You have been proud of the past few days... You recruited Marcos because you have attracted Marcos to the combat power of him and his gangsters, right?"

Chachalin reached out and patted Qiao on the shoulder, smiling, "But if they can't leave Ruhr City, what's the point of recruiting them?"

"The letter of commitment, deposit...or, they will stay in Ruhr City for the rest of their lives and are not allowed to go out... You can choose whatever you want!"

Chachalin smiled very proudly, extremely proud.

"If I sign a letter of commitment and promise to bear joint and several liability..." Qiao frowned and looked at Mr. Si Gengsi.

Mr. Si Gengsi stared at Chachalin in a daze and said with a gaze: "Young Master, if you sign this so-called promise letter and promise to bear joint and several liability... there are a hundred ways to make you implicated, bear the blame, and finally be sent to prison."

Mr. Si Gengsi's voice became extremely cold: "For example, kill a few girls and throw them into the base of the Blood Axe Team, and then enthusiastic citizens call the police, and the military and police in the brigade suddenly appeared... Haha, young master, this is all your fault!"

Qiao frowned and stared at Chachalin fiercely.

Chachalin's eyes were flustered, and he took two steps back and shouted sternly: "Nonsense, you are simply... unreasonable... You, what did you say just now? I can treat your words as, are you slandering the active-duty soldiers of the Empire?"

Qiao's pupils flashed with a faint crimson light, and he noticed the panic in Chachalin's heart.

Qiao immediately confirmed what Mr. Si Gengsi said. He nodded to Mr. Si Gengsi and said, "That's right, that's what you said. This guy has bad intentions and wants to frame us! So... My father is right. When dealing with the enemy, we must first take action... Billy! Dear brother!"

Joe glanced at Billy and the chubby cops.

Several fat men holding a table knife in their hands looked at each other, then gritted their teeth, closed their eyes hard, and stabbed them hard at their thighs with the table knife.

With the sound of "puff", the sharp knife penetrated the fat fat, and blood flowed out along the blade.

Billy and several fat policemen cried bitterly, and they really roared like wild boars stabbed: "Assault police, attack police... Help, help... lawless, lawless... they dare to hit the police!"

Chachalin and several subordinates suddenly turned pale!

Before they came, they never expected that Qiao and his subordinates would be so barbaric, cruel, and unreasonable!

Is it great to be a policeman?

‘Assault on the police’!

Who would believe that a colonel from the active veterans' management office would come and stab a few fat people if he had nothing to do?

"Joe Rong Weitu..." Chachalin roared loudly, wanting to shock Qiao with his majesty, so he left here safely first.

A faint light flashed across the guard guard on Qiao's right wrist. With the dull metal impact sound, countless armor pieces surged out of the guard's hand like running water, covering Qiao's entire right arm in an instant.

"In the name of the law, you bastards who pretend to be officers and boldly attack police... blow the police whistle and call people... These guys must be rebels who collude with heretics..." Qiao shouted loudly and punched heavily on Chachalin's lower abdomen.

Chachalin groaned "yes".

His body was folded to ninety degrees, and then he knelt softly on the ground like a boneless snake. Then, slowly, his body tilted little by little, and fell to the ground little by little.

He vomited blood and kept pumping the air conditioner.

Two fat policemen ran to the restaurant door and blew the whistle. On the street outside, a group of soldiers ran over quickly.

Lan Mujin took out the letter of order signed by Salian and ran to mutter to the team of soldiers.
Chapter completed!