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Chapter two hundred and seventy fifth gongs and drums

Joe walked out of the Whispering Forest Club.

When he rode on Xiaobai, Qiao shook the reins. Xiaobai sniffed, spit out two white air, then spread his steps, and trotted away from the street where the Whisper Forest Club was located.

Ya, Mr. Si Gengsi and others hurriedly followed.

Virenya followed Joe out of the club. When she saw Joe riding a horse, she hurriedly shouted twice. Joe didn't look back, but just raised his hand and waved it twice: "Verya... I will go and support you when I have time... In the imperial capital, be careful yourself!"

After shouting, Qiao Ce rode away.

Virenya put her hands on her hips and stomped her feet hard. She looked at Joe's back helplessly, then looked back at the gate of the Whispering Forest Club. She pursed her red lips hard, frowned slightly, then wrapped herself in a headscarf, lowered her head, and hurried to the opposite side of the street.

A delicate pony carriage drove out of the alley across the street, and Virenia got on the carriage. The coachman waved his whip and drove away in the opposite direction of Joe's departure.

Qiao Ce cavalry bypassed several street corners and stopped on a quiet street with birch trees planted on the left and right sides, and there was no pedestrian on the road.

He had a gloomy face and drank Xiaobai.

Two lines of tears kept falling on his face, ticking along his chin on his chest. His coat had a good texture, and tears did not penetrate into the coat, but slipped along the coat.

Ya and his group followed, and when they saw Qiao Zai crying silently, they couldn't help looking at each other and making a sound.

Since Joe remembered... in the impression of the elderly in the family like Ya and Mr. Sigens, Joe has never cried - Hesen is spoiled, Lea is spoiled, Gorkin is protected, Tifa and Weima often join forces to grab Joe's pocket money, but it is just grabbing his pocket money. Joe has never cried because of his pocket money...

Since childhood, he has been carefree, or heartless, Qiao, who has never cried?

But today...

The squat was too big that Marcos, who had no suitable mount, ran all the way and followed without falling behind. Seeing Joe crying, Marcos clearly showed a look of at a loss. He looked at Joe, then looked at the crowd who stayed aside and didn't know what was good. He could only grab his head with force.

"A man..." Marcos wanted to use his iron-blooded man's philosophy of life to comfort Joe. But he was awkward and didn't know what to say.

"I was wronged because of myself...but because of my incompetence, Riya was insulted, but I couldn't kill that old guy in person." Qiao wiped away the tears from her face hard, but tears continued to flow out of her eyes.

He has never experienced such a thing since he was a child.

He brought Jinmak to the Whisper Forest Club and followed the formal procedures to purchase the ingredients for the preparation of the pharmaceutical agents he needed.

As a result, he was inexplicably humiliated... and also implicated his mother, Riya, and was insulted with such words.

"Country slutty woman!" Qiao looked at the crowd around him with a gloomy face, waiting for the crowd of people around him: "Did you hear it clearly? The old guy named Weilun insulted my mother with this damn word!"

No one said anything, but the eyes of the few old men of the Weitu family and more than a dozen accompanying guards began to be congested.

They had been waiting outside the reception room before and did not hear Justice Weilun's insult to Joe.

Justice Weilun actually used such dirty words to insult Mrs. Leah, the mistress of the Witu family!

Several orphans were born, adopted by the Weitu family, and stood out from the armed sailors. They eventually became the leader of the family guards, gritted their teeth, and their teeth rubbed rapidly, making a crisp sound.

In the hearts of these hard-core trusted people cultivated by the Weitu family, they have been caring for them since childhood, giving them a childhood of food and clothing, and preventing them from becoming the scum at the bottom of society, but rather living Mrs. Riya with her head held high, the god in their hearts!

Their god was insulted by Justice Viron!

"I want to kill him with one punch!" Qiao stroked Xiaobai's mane hard. He grumbled with a gloomy face and said in a low voice: "I want to kill him with one punch, but I can't do this... He is the Supreme Court of the Imperial Capital Court. If I beat him to death without any reason, the Vitu family will have great trouble."

"I can't bring trouble to the family." Qiao drooped his eyelids, and Xiaobai's mane was touched by him. The thick mane separated like water waves, reflecting a gorgeous light.

"So, I swallowed my anger and walked out of that damn place."

Qiao looked up at the sky. At this moment, his mind was calm and clear than ever before, and his words became very organized.

Inexplicably, Marcos, Lan Mujin, Lan Liguo, and even Mr. Ya and Mr. Sigensi, as well as a group of old leaders of the Weitu family, nodded slightly to Qiao and bowed.

At this moment, Qiao... had a hint of a hint of meaning in their eyes.

A person's growth is like this.

A little bit of external storm, a little bit of external pressure, a little bit of artificial storm, a little bit of humiliation, a little bit of hatred... These complex and inexplicable things are combined together and brewing and fermenting, just like a man's first bowl of wine and the first cigarette, which inexplicably makes you mature.

Whether you want to or not.

Whether you know or don't.

"Marcos, can I trust you?" Joe raised his head and looked straight at Marcos.

Marcos clenched his right fist and knocked his heart hard. He didn't say anything, but only looked at Joe with his bloodshot eyes extremely furiously.

This inexplicable fanaticism and the iron loyalty hidden deep in Marcos' eyes made Joe feel tingling on his scalp - he could not understand where Marcos's loyalty to him came from!

"Then, I can trust you... I will give you some money. I hope that the Blood Axe Team's strength will be stronger." Joe looked at Marcos very seriously: "The chassis of No. 158 Qingsong Street is very large, and it can accommodate more good men there."

Joe took out a few traveler's checks with a million denominations, as if he had thrown away a few fountains and handed them to Marcos easily.

"As you wish... I know many reliable men who dare to work hard... They will definitely be willing to die for you." Marcos took the traveler's check without hesitation and replied to Joe in a humming voice.

The pupils of teeth condensed slightly, and he looked at Marcos cautiously and solemnly.

Then, Ya glanced at Mr. Si Gengsi. In the Weitu family, Mr. Si Gengsi was recognized as the smartest and best-knowing one among the elderly in the family...

Mr. Si Gengsi smiled and said nothing.

Ya suddenly returned to normal and shrugged her shoulders gently.

"Kankyo, I want to know everything about Andrew... including the family behind him, the Werner family? Governor of Lanyin River? Haha, I want to know him, and everything about the family behind him." Qiao said coldly: "To be precise, I want to know... how to start to make him and his family feel pain."

Qiao took out two large traveler's checks and handed them to Lan Ji Kung casually: "In the imperial capital, we need a group of reliable personnel to make us smart and clear-headed... They are our scouts in the imperial capital. Can you do this well?"

Lan Kekong nodded seriously: "This is our old job, don't worry, Qiao!"

"Then, by the way, even our Duke of Magnan... Let's learn about it together. Fickel's younger brother? Haha, Fickel used to plot against my family in Port Tulun... In the imperial capital, his younger brother bullied me so much... I know an elder who looks ugly but speaks very reasonably."

Mr. Ya and Mr. Sigensi looked at each other.

This elder who looks ugly but speaks very reasonably is of course the grimace shopkeeper?

"He said, "Take a tooth for tooth, blood for blood... A gentleman takes revenge, never night." Qiao nodded vigorously: "I think his words make sense. Although I don't understand what a 'gent' is, I like this attitude of being a human being."

Joe bounced the Royal Hydra badge hanging on the collar and said sarcastically: "This is the glory given to me by the imperial royal family, but he was stepped on the ground by the royal family members... Since that's the case..."

Qiao's mind was in chaos. When he was eating those strange and even terrifying wonderful foods in the small medicine shop of Ghost Face Storekeeper, some of the rather rebellious words that Ghost Face Storekeeper had talked about came up like a tide.

The memory is so clear.

‘Why would you rather have a king, prince, general, and minister?’…

‘The emperor takes turns to come to my house next year’…

‘To be an official, kill someone and set fire to seek revenge’…

"What a philosophical word, I couldn't understand it at that time, but today, I realized it." Qiao smiled particularly brightly.

Rebellion is of course impossible.

What a giant thing the Delun Empire is!

Is it uncomfortable to live my own life happily? Rebellion, such as mountains of corpses and blood flowing into rivers, has never been Qiao's pursuit... Qiao, it is impossible for him to have such a concept.

But some great people who think they are arrogant can make him fall into trouble!

"I want... all the information about Magnan... Kikyo, I want all the information about him..." Qiao looked at the brothers Lan Kikyo and Lan Mujin in a deep look.

They are like Marcos, with inexplicable fanaticism and loyalty to Joe.

All of this is clearly visible and unquestionable in the vision of "Crimson Red".

Qiao exhaled heavily: "A gentleman takes revenge, never night... Everything must be fast, fast, fast... While ensuring one's own safety and confidentiality, we must give them some color."

"Now, let's put together the total, how can we deal with our Justice Weilun!"
Chapter completed!
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