Edward's handsome face turned into a tiny color.

Could he be tortured?

He is a diplomatic official at the Embassy of the Ice Sea Kingdom in the Delun Empire!

But... the army of the Derren Empire had already entered the official residence of the Duke of Portland. It seemed that his identity as a diplomat was not too safe?

Being severely tortured?

Edward remembered the various means used by disobedient prisoners in the Ice Sea Kingdom when he was still in the Ice Sea Kingdom.

Some of his family even work in the police department of the Ice Sea Kingdom. He has also heard of some extremely violent and cruel punishments used by police to obtain confessions and solve the case as soon as possible.

He, Edward, who has been a child, may be tortured?

Oh, no!

Edward pointed at a guard in black uniform, then pointed to a wall beside him.

Outside this section of the wall is a secluded alley. Edward has been to the Duke of Portland's official residence many times and is quite familiar with the geographical environment near his official residence.

In his judgment, even if the Delun Empire attacked the Duke of Portland's official residence, it would at most block several entrances and exits. They would not have mobilized troops to completely encircle the entire official residence, right?

How many troops do you have to use?

So, if we could climb over the wall and escape... that alley leads to another main road. As long as Edward can run to that main road, he would not believe that the Derren Empire dared to arrest a diplomat from the Ice Sea Kingdom on the street.

The black-clothed guard quickly ran under the wall and then jumped gently.

Half of his body had just crossed the wall, and a very loud sound came not far away, a gunshot that had never been heard before.

With a "bang", the black-clothed guard who had reached the peak of the fourth level of extraordinary strength, his entire chest disappeared completely with a blood mist.

Two remaining bodies fell back to the garden, and the snow nearby was dyed red by the slowly falling blood mist.

The bullet should have been shot from a nearby high place. After the bullet broke through the body of the black-clothed guard, it hit the frozen ground in the garden with a diagonal impact.

With a loud bang, the ground, which was as hard as steel plates, was broken through the size of a basin, with a hole more than one foot deep. A large amount of soil splashed on Edward's trouser legs.

The Grand Duke of Portland and several guards around him looked at the direction where the bullets were shot.

Next to the official residence of the Grand Duke of Portland, on the roof of the mansion of a wealthy businessman, a soldier wearing an iron-gray uniform wrapped in an iron-gray winter coat was holding a monocular lens and looking down at this side from a high place.

Next to the soldier, next to a stone-carved animal on the roof, a thick, dark barrel emitting metallic cold light stretched out a long piece.

"How dare they!" Edward screamed hysterically.

Perhaps it was anger, but more because of fear and an unprecedented sense of humiliation. Edward's voice changed violently. His loud voice had a bit of a charm of a female opera actor.

The dull and dense footsteps quickly approached from behind.

The Grand Duke of Portland took a deep breath, then slowly shook his head, and turned around with a smile on his face.

Groups of Royal Knights and Imperial soldiers from the brigade flocked into the back garden of the official residence, and they quickly dispersed and controlled the entire garden.

Just now, the Duke of Portland and the others were still in the main building where the matter was discussed, and countless heavy footsteps came.

Soon, an iron-gray figure holding a gun appeared on the roof of the main building. Behind the windows of the main building, an iron-gray figure was shaking.

In the main building, the exclamations of the maids and servants of the Grand Duke of Portland came.

Especially those maids, they used all their strength to scream loudly, giving them a sense of desolation and despair of a disaster and a family being destroyed.

The Grand Duke of Portland took a heavy breath.

The old man next to him, the most loyal follower of the Grand Duke of Portland, escorted the Grand Duke of Portland from the Duke of Portland to the Marquis of Vasily, who had fled from the Duke of Portland to the Deron Empire, with a stern face and walked forward a few steps with heavy steps, opened his arms, and blocked the Grand Duke of Portland.

The Grand Duke of Portland pursed his lips.

He vaguely remembered a similar scene. Many years ago, when their escape team passed by the Lanyin Corridor and was attacked by a bandit group of plateau tribes late at night, Marquis Vasily stood in front of the young Grand Duke of Portland.

But that time, they were a group of exiled, fled, homeless pitiful worries.

The despair of the despair that everyone could be killed at any time was remembered clearly by the Duke of Portland.

But this time, he was already an adult.

He accumulated huge wealth in Heida Fort Heida, and he colluded with deep connections in Heida Fort Heida Fort Heida, and he had even seen the hope of annihilation of the rebellion and the hope of restoring the family's glory.

The Marquis Vasily was forced to stand in front of the Grand Duke of Portland like that dangerous night.

The Grand Duke of Portland's face turned red, and his green eyes were congested with blood, and countless blood-colored patterns appeared on his eyes. His body was trembling slightly, and his hands tightly clenched his fists.

"Dear Lords, this is the official residence of the contemporary Grand Duke of the Duchy of Portland." Marquis Varysi looked at the front of the royal knights: "This place is protected by the Public Law of the Medland Diplomacy and the corresponding laws of the Deron Empire."

"Or, you should know one thing more. The Duke of Portland has the blood of the royal family of the Deron Empire... He can also be classified as a branch of the Deron Empire's royal family."

"Why do your swords and swords point to us as royal knights of the Empire?"

"Why did your combat boots step on the land here?"

The royal knights of the Delun Empire remained silent.

Most of these knights were able to join the Royal Knights, most of them came from Teutonic military aristocratic families of all sizes of the Deren Empire. They received strict military education since childhood, as well as the stereotyped and traditional aristocratic education unique to the Deren Empire.

They abide by all the rules and systems of the nobles.

They are the most standard knights in the Medlands continent.

The words of the Marquis Vasily left them speechless.

Joe had already walked over with everyone, and from a distance he heard the righteous and generous and powerful words of the Marquis Vasily.

He looked at a Hydra Secret Guard standing aside.

The Secret Guard of Hydra quickly revealed the corresponding information of Marquis of Warisi - a hard-core minister of the Duke of Portland, and now the confidant housekeeper of the Grand Duke of Portland, has a great reputation in some gray areas of Fort Heidra, and has taken extremely cruel senior hob meat.

This is a ruthless person who wants to help Portland openly expand business, just grab territory and business, kills all the competitors, and then pushes his own son to take the blame.

Qiao widened his eyes and nodded slowly: "Hesen will like such an old guy... Well, the Vitu family, many old guys are such an old guy. I like this old guy a little bit, but he shouldn't be our enemy!"

Qiao Dabu came to Marquis Vasily, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the old man who was white in hair and hair, not burly in shape, but had a strong aura, and even a bit fierce.

"Marquis Vasily, please get out of the way. You said this matter, it doesn't count." Joe looked at Marquis Vasily for a while and shook his head gently.

"This...despected Major..." Marquis Vasily stepped forward, and he forced himself to Joe, raised his head to look at Joe, who was nearly two heads taller than him: "Duke..."

With a loud bang, Joe punched Marquis Vasily's stomach without any warning.

Marquis Vasily let out an incredible howl of pain. He was like a cooked crayfish, curled up in a ball and hung on Qiao's thick arm.

Qiao shook his hand gently, and Marquis Vasily, who fainted, fell heavily on the cold snowy ground.

The Grand Duke of Portland let out an incredible, and at the same time, he roared loudly at the name of Marquis Vasily, and his eyes were red and he gritted his teeth and rushed towards Joe.

Black mist erupted from the Portland Duke's body. The orangutan red cloak and white hunting suit on his body suddenly turned into ink-like black under the erosion of the black mist.

Joe whistled.

It is worthy of being a wealthy man who dares to lend money to Ferdinand. The clothes on the Portland Duke are obviously made of expensive and rare extraordinary materials, so under the influence of his power, these clothes only changed color without any damage!

Moreover, Joe was very familiar with the aura of the Portland Duke.

Hydra!

Hydra!

The Grand Duke of Portland possessed the royal blood of the Derren Empire. He fled to Fort Heidra and was besieged in the Derren Empire. There was no doubt that he could obtain the Hydra sequence potion from the Derren Empire.

Moreover, he is already a sixth-level extraordinary!

However, his aura... was very empty and weak, compared with the Hydra Secret Guards that Joe had seen... Well, if Hydra Secret Guards were alloy steels that had been tempered for thousands of times, then the Grand Duke of Portland was like a bun carefully baked by Old Lady Mary, soft and empty, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and could poke a hole with one finger.

A rich man who has lived a pampered life and relied on wealth to reach the sixth level of extraordinary things, but has never been trained in actual combat, has never been fought for life and death, has no combat power, and has never been tempered at all... a big man!

The combat effectiveness of the Grand Duke of Portland is more than the inferior Wolf Temple warriors that Qiao killed in the Lanyin Corridor!

Pure face!

Totally vulnerable!

Qiao shouted in a low voice, and he took a step forward suddenly, avoiding the heavy punch of the Grand Duke of Portland that was flying towards him, and drove in from the middle lane with a brutal force. He punched the Grand Duke of Portland like a huge cannon, and punched the Grand Duke of Portland in the chest.

Amid the exclamations of Edward and many royal knights present, the Grand Duke of Portland screamed and spat blood. He was hit by Qiao's punch and flew back hundreds of feet, smashing the wall behind him and falling directly onto the street outside.

"Arest everyone here!"

Qiao pointed to Edward with a bleak face, "Especially this guy dressed so coquettishly... he was not a good person at first sight. Just find a secluded room here and beat me to death. I want to know everything he knows!"

"I am..." Edward wanted to report his diplomat's identity.

"No one you are." Joe walked to Edward's face and stepped hard on Edward's three-joint leather shoes that could be used as a mirror.

With a 'click', one of Edward's feet was shattered.
Chapter completed!