Meiers fainted, and even in a coma, his body was twitching slightly.

If you can't defeat the enemy with your tongue, try to solve it with your fist.

Joe practiced this sentence very seriously in Meles, and he was delighted to find that the effect was very good.

"The interests of the empire?" Joe spitted on Meers, then swung the wooden stick, and carefully repaired the thick part of his body: "What a noble slogan, for the benefit of the empire, oh, it's really a quarrel, touching me inexplicably!"

"For the benefit of the empire, can you sacrifice others at will?"

"For the benefit of the empire, can you slaughter the young men at will?"

"For the benefit of the empire, can you insult the girl at will?"

"For the benefit of the empire, can we unscrupulously, ignore human ethics, laws, and arbitrary abuse of violence?"

"Oh~oh~oh~oh~, it's great. For the benefit of the empire, can you turn from a person to a human-shaped beast that is worse than a beast?"

Raising his hands high, Qiao let go of his right hand and let the wooden stick fall to the ground with his right hand. He learned the artificial tone of the opera actors and sighed loudly. He even stood on tiptoe, like a fat swan, and walked around in place flexibly for several rounds.

Sighing, stopping the ballet movement that made Teeth worry. Qiao stroked his double chin and said seriously to Si Gengsi who was standing aside: "Mr. Si Gengsi, for the benefit of the empire, it is so high-sounding and terrifying slogan!"

"Look at these people, look at these blood, look at this... poor girl. This world and this human heart are so terrible!"

Qiao's face became a little dark, and his eyes quickly swept across the girl who was quietly lying in the corner of the venue and was ordered to be killed by Meles.

The girl in a white dress was lying there quietly, silently, cold and stiff.

The cloak belonging to a guard of the Vitu family covered her body upright and covered her tender, elegant little face that had not yet bloomed.

Qiao felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

This little girl is not much older than her sister Weima.

Si Gengsi gently waved the cane in his hand and sighed sincerely: "Yes, it's really too dark. Master Qiao, I have watched you grow up since I was a child. I know how kind, kind, gentle, and approachable you are."

After looking at the fainting Meiers, Si Gengs said coldly: "Especially, for the happiness and safety of the citizens of Tulun Port, you are not even afraid of danger and have joined the glorious Tulun Port Police Station."

"A young man as outstanding as you actually had someone on the street to blast you with a field cannon of 100 millimeters."

Ya, Si Gengsi, and more than a dozen experts from the Vitu family in the yard all looked at Yanan.

Joe smiled, and he stretched out his hand to his teeth.

Teeth took out a cigar, lit it and handed it to Joe.

Qiao walked to the wooden platform where Yanan was holding a cigar and spitting smoke. He looked down at Yanan, and his tone became dull, serious, and muffled, as if he was putting his head in a clay jar, and a wave of echoes came from his chest.

Ya, Sigens, and the Vitu family's subordinates twitched at the same time.

They were surprised to find that Joe imitated Hesen's actions and voices when he scolded his subordinates on weekdays. Moreover, he actually imitated it to be 70% or 80%, with the charm of Hesen's appearance of pretending to be gentle and domineering in his bones.

"See what happened to Meles?" Qiao clamped his cigar and drew a circle hard.

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to him, and I'm not going to ask him any questions, because he is just a sudden factor and has nothing to do with Zhongqiu's bloody case. He is just greedy and wants to bite off a piece of the mouse shark of interest from the big fat piece of Zhongqiu's bloody case."

With his big belly erect, Qiao stretched out his left hand and gently tapped Yanan's chest.

Looking down at Yanan, who had a pale face and a distorted face, Qiao whispered: "You are the source... Zhongqiu bloody case, even if you are not the main planner, you must be one of the sources."

Yanan's white lips were slightly squirming.

Joe took a sip of the cigar and then sniffed a thick smoke. He said in a deep voice: "I am a kind person, who made me have a kind sister?"

Yanan looked at Joe for no reason, he didn't understand why Joe suddenly changed the topic.

"My sister, Tifa...she...is very violent and cruel, especially when robbing my pocket money." Qiao sighed: "But I know that all the pocket money I snatched away by her, as well as most of her own pocket money every month, were donated by her to the workhouse and orphanage under the jurisdiction of Yingui Church."

"Also, some of the bailiffs in the Tulum Port District Court were disabled due to business operations, and Tifa was also secretly subsidizing them."

"What a pure and kind family tradition, so, with Tifa's example, I am really a kind and kind person."

Qiao lowered his head and put his face in front of Yanan. Until the two of them were almost together, he said word by word: "So, I can't see people suffering, especially those poor women and children, I can't see them suffering."

"So, I asked the grimace shopkeeper to help your son get a broken leg."

"So, when your family was harmed, even though I knew that I was not a match for Meles, I rushed out... and saved them! You must bear my affection. The kind Muteste testified that I saved your family."

"Actually, I can sit down and see your family be in trouble. They are not my family!"

"Why did I have to be stabbed by this bastard, Mels, to save them? Why? Because I am kind!"

Qiao gently patted Yanan's cheek, and he controlled his breath, his voice trembled directly from his chest, becoming very thick and powerful: "I saved your family from the most tragic fate, although I'm sorry, there is an innocent little girl who has been irreversibly hurt because of your stubbornness and greed."

In Yanan's eyes, two lines of tears rolled down.

"But I can't protect and rescue them all the time, why? Why? I am not their husband, not their lover, not their father."

"I, Joe Rong Weitu, a little rookie who has just opened up the sea of ​​power, an insignificant third-level policeman, and a minor who is half a month away from his eighteenth birthday. What qualifications do I have and what ability do I have to protect and rescue them for a long time?"

Yanan's body shivered slightly.

"Think about it, if you die, how miserable their fate will be." Qiao smiled brightly: "If you die, maybe the next time I see your wife, lover and daughter, will it be in Lily House? Do you know Lily House?"

"And your son...there are many little boys who went astray in Tulun Port. Do I need me to tell you about their fate?"

"Some people became pirates and were hung to death in the Hang Bay under the new fortress; some people became pickpockets, or gang thugs, either beaten to death in the police station's black prison or hacked to death in street fights."

"Of course, the young masters of Your Excellency Yanan are very handsome."

"Do you know the habit of Marquis Seajac? It was the 'respected', 'kind and gentle' dead old man at the Navy Club on the night of the 17th!"

"He is particularly concerned about the growth of the little boys... Especially, are you a noble? Dear Lord Yanan, your son, is the young master with noble blood. Marquis of Seajac, may he care more about them?"

Yanan listened to Qiao's seemingly irrelevant nonsense, his body twitched violently, his face became increasingly ugly, his eyes kept zooming, and cold sweat was covered in his forehead.

"But, Lord Qiao, I..." Yanan finally squeezed out such a sentence.

"You must be dying!" Qiao poked Yanan's chest hard, and he said coldly: "You must be dying."

"We had no grudges or grudges, and we had never even dealt with each other before..." Qiao said a little annoyed: "But after you sent someone to hit me that shot, we became enemies."

"The blood sea is deep hatred, yes, it must be a tooth for tooth, a blood sea is deep hatred for blood! That shot killed several detectives from our police station. You won't forget it, right?"

Qiao sighed, "So, I will break your head with my own hands and hang you on a special big hook as bait to catch killer whales. I like killer whales, and I really like killer whales, so when fishing them, a noble body is used as bait, which makes it particularly decent."

"No, no, no..." Yanan endured the continuous beating and torture of Joe and Meles, and suffered the mental torture of his family being killed and humiliated. After Qiao said this, his spirit finally collapsed.

He looked at Qiao in despair: "Grandmaster Qiao, please show your mercy!"

"I am a kind person...so, I will give you a chance." Qiao said in a deep voice: "Anyway, that shot failed to hurt me, I can give you a chance. Explain everything you know and what Mels is chasing you."

Joe stuffed the remaining half of the cigar into Yanan's mouth, and he whispered: "Take two puffs, cheer up, and then, tell me everything you have worth."

"In this way, you and me will clear your grudges. I will hand you over to the Foreign Affairs Department and do it according to what you call the Public Diplomacy Law."

"In this way, you are still the nobles of the Kingdom of Saint-Shia and the diplomat of the Kingdom of Saint-Shia... You can even avenge your own revenge on His Excellency Meles, what do you think?"

Qiao smiled particularly... brilliantly. He winked at Yanan and said, "Mels hurt your family. You must be unsatisfied with just killing him alone, right? Perhaps, a family revenge will be even more fulfilling?"

Joe gently patted Yanan's shoulder: "Family revenge is endless. I know that in some autonomous provinces of the Kingdom of Santa Cia, family revenge is particularly popular, right?"

Ya and Si Gengsi looked at Qiao in amazement. They never dreamed that Qiao could say such words to Yanan on such an occasion.

"It really has a bit of the boss' charm." Ya murmured to himself.

"Genius..." Si Gengsi nodded with satisfaction: "The children of the Vitu family are all geniuses!"
Chapter completed!