August 17, 1379, Medland Glory Calendar.

The Royal Naval Club in Tulum Port was filled with people and loud curses.

Entering through the club gate is a short corridor, with several oil paintings of framed portraits hanging on the luxurious oak wall. In the portraits, they are majestic, wearing straight uniforms and holding command knives. They are the most rank generals of the Imperial Navy today.

At the end of the corridor is an oval hall. The white marble floor is polished as bright as a mirror. In the center is inlaid with a huge imperial naval emblem with a diameter of more than twenty feet and a bronze texture.

On the turbulent sea, a sturdy snake body was wrapped around a battleship. Nine huge and ferocious snake heads poked out from above the battleship. Eighteen scarlet eyeballs were inlaid with rubies, which were extremely fierce under the light.

When Qiao walked in, there were many people sitting around the hall, on the sofa near the wall.

In the middle of the hall, nearly a hundred sailors gathered, wearing soft-soled leather boots, shorts, sea soul shirts, pair of streamer leather hats, and carrying short rifles of the Imperial Navy, forming a neat square array.

The blue and white porcelain vase was smashed to pieces, and the huge noise made the sailors look back at Qiao at the same time.

Qiao grabbed the attacker who jumped down from the second floor of the hall and threw him out casually. The expressions of the sailors became extremely strange, and then they started to scold at the same time.

"Damn Joe, you dare to call me?"

"This is the Navy Club, not your Justice Academy, nor the police station for Black Leather!"

"For the glory of the Imperial Navy, beat him up!"

"Imperial Navy, charge!"

More than a dozen sailors closest to Qiao shouted and strode to Qiao, and fisted around him and hit him.

Qiao widened her eyes: "Wow, they are all old friends!"

Qiao looked at these people who rushed up and looked familiar with each other, and several of them made Qiao think deeply about them.

He was just now at the club gate, and he really didn't brag. All the student soldiers of Tulun Port Naval Academy, as well as all the graduates in the past three years, are all his old acquaintances!

Under the leadership of Joe, in the past three years, large-scale collective fights broke out on average every month between the Tulun Port Judicial College and the Naval Academy, which has almost become a fixed tradition. The encounters between students from both sides encountered on the streets must happen every few days.

When Qiao was still studying at the Judicial Academy, both sides had their own victories and losses. After all, the Naval Academy was an army organization, so it had a slight advantage in group fights.

However, after Qiao graduated, the momentum of victory and loss reversed. In the past month and a half, nearly 100 Naval Academy students were arrested by the Tulum Port Police Department.

The arrested students were all kinds of charges, such as several of them were unlucky. They walked on the streets and whistled at the passing girls. They were arrested by the patrol police on charges of "scheming for violence".

The Naval Academy came forward to find someone at the Tulun Port Police Station, but was forced to go back by the Tulun Port Police Station.

The angry senior Naval Academy directly found Tulun Port City Hall, and Tulun Port District Court immediately filed an appeal to the City Hall and issued a warning letter to the Naval Academy, warning them about the harm of undermining the imperial judicial justice and the possible serious consequences.

According to incomplete statistics, just today, at this moment, there are still more than twenty unlucky naval academy in the basement of the Tulun Port Police Building across the street.

When the enemies met, they were extremely jealous. More than a dozen sailors rushed up and punched each other, and they were ruthless and had no intention of hiding.

Surrounded by more than a dozen sailors, Qiao had no room to dodge. The sailors slammed around Qiao, and his fists fell like raindrops, making Qiao's body rippling.

The sound of belly, thighs, buttocks, waist, and fists hitting fat was "slap". Qiao instinctively raised his arms and protected his head.

But in a blink of an eye, Joe grinned and didn't feel the pain?

Qiao himself is extremely fat and it doesn't hurt to hit him if the fist of an ordinary person hits him. After opening up the sea of ​​strength, while the strength soars, the various functions of the body also soar.

At this moment, even ordinary iron rods are difficult to hurt him, not to mention his fists.

Joe smiled and let go of his arms, lowered his head, and swayed under his eyelids with a soft leather hat.

Most of these sailors were local natives around Tulun Port. Their average height was only five feet, seven or eight inches, and six feet tall was considered to be among them. Qiao was already nearly seven feet and two inches. After opening up the sea of ​​power, he grew more than two inches tall overnight.

The sailors surrounded Qiao Yitong, like a group of agile monkeys, surrounding a wild bear!

"Hahaha!" Qiao laughed loudly, waved his big hand, his thick palms were like bear's paws, and grabbed the sailors jumping around him and threw them back gently.

The club door was open, and eight sailors were looking into the door. Two sailors flew out with the sound of breaking the wind. The sailors hurriedly shrank back.

Two sailors cursed and fell on the street.

Then there were two more, two more, and two more. In three or five breaths, Qiao rudely threw the dozen sailors surrounding him and beat him out of the club.

The sailors in the hall were in agitation, and several impulsive guys grabbed the rifle directly.

‘Bang’!

A gunshot came from the second floor of the hall, followed by a 'dang-clang' sound. In the middle of the high circular dome of the hall, the large crystal chandeliers with complex and exquisite shapes swayed. Large pieces of crystal fragments fell down, and the sailors lined up directly below all hugged their heads.

The originally exquisite crystal chandelier was missing a large piece. Qiao raised his head and whistled subconsciously.

According to his estimate, the cost price of this crystal chandelier is also more than 10,000 gold marks. After this shot, the value of this chandelier was at least 80% lost.

On the corridor facing the hall on the second floor, a bald man leaned out, holding a flintlock gun in his right hand, pointed at the stunned sailors with a stern expression and shouted loudly: "What do you want to do? Attacking the police is a serious crime!"

The crystal chandelier water sheets were spinning and flying around on the smooth marble floor, and the crisp sound of "ding-ding-dang" echoed in the hall.

On the second floor corridor, a furious voice sounded: "Stein, bastard, do you dare to shoot on my territory? Bastard, assaulting the police is a felony, what is the charge of attacking the Imperial soldiers?"

In the hall, several men who were originally lazily leaning on the sofa and wearing casual clothes laughed at the same time.

A thin, shriveled, slightly hunched back, and a large hooked nose on his triangle face made him look particularly gentile shouted loudly: "In the name of the law, I swear, these sailors first attacked the third-level policeman Joe Rong Weitu!"

The gloomy man lifted up the hem of his clothes, revealing a pair of exquisite steel handcuffs on his belt.

"In the name of the law, the first-class police officer of the Empire, Alan Api, was willing to testify that these sailors not only attacked the police, but also attacked the Imperial nobles."

First-level police officer Alan Api blinked at Joe and asked with a righteous look on his face: "Level 3-level police officer Joe Rong Weitu, do you want to sue them with the Imperial Police Law, or use the Imperial Noble Law to accuse them?"

Outside the gate, on the street, the first attacker was attacked by Joe. He was thrown away by Joe. The unlucky guy who had fallen for a long time and had not breathed for a long time struggled to get up. He shook his body and walked back to the club step by step. He happened to hear the words of Captain Allen.

"I protest...I..."

The towering nose bridge was crooked and blood dripped in his nostrils, and Messinglade Jun Wells screamed in anger: "I...Messing of the Wells family..."

Joe turned around and looked at the unlucky guy, Wells's family, this was his old rival. No wonder, the vase he just smashed down didn't hold back at all.

In the corridor on the second floor, Stein's voice just now roared wildly again: "Come on, drag this idiot out, put it in confinement, lock it up, the smallest small dark room, one week, one week!"

"Gentlemen, gentlemen, restrain your subordinates, restrain your subordinates... Damn, damn, what's this? Stein, you bastard, I remember your shot!"

Mesinglade opened his mouth and wanted to yell. From the corridor on the left side of the hall, two military police rushed out, rushed to his side with several big strides, covering his mouth, dragging him into the corridor with great roughness, struggling wildly.

The Mediterranean bald head, big donkey face, hooked nose, triangular eyes, thin lips, gray-green eyeballs are like stinky ditches, and their entire face is completely different from a good man. Stein, the chief of the Tulum Port Police Department, shrugged, handed the short gun in his hand to a uniformed policeman beside him, and waved to Joe.

"Joe, come up!"

"This is not someone's private territory, this is the land of the empire... In the name of the law, there is no lawless land on the land of the empire."

Stein shook his head proudly, and a layer of oil reflected from his bare head under the light.

"Joe, come up. In the name of imperial law, no one can hurt a good policeman who is upright, kind, self-disciplined, and respected under the nose of Old Stein!"

Qiao laughed happily. Director Stein, Hessen's old brand, a small shareholder of the Rose Chamber of Commerce of the Weitu family, his wife, Mrs. Stein, is also Liya's best friend. The Weitu family holds a dance party every month, and the couple can have a chance to have a couple.

More private, and less well-known, Stein is Joe's godfather!

He bounced his brass police helmet on the bullet head and sorted out his uniform that was a little messy by a mess. Qiao said loudly and loudly: "Dear Director, of course, I am a good policeman!"

"Puff", spitting on the ground, Qiao held his head and chest out, and walked through the sailors in the hall. With their angry eyes, Shi Shiran walked into the arc corridor facing the gate, and walked briskly to the second floor of the club.

The corridor on the second floor is covered with thick blue wool blankets.

On the spacious corridor, a large number of people wearing black, iron gray and light blue uniforms gathered together, looking at Joe walking up with different eyes.

Stein stood in front of a beautifully carved oak door at the end of the corridor and waved to Joe.

"Here, Joe... As one of the best police officers in Tulum Port, you are eligible to attend this meeting."

Beside Stein, a middle-aged man in a naval uniform and burly figure looked like a fire and stared at Joe fiercely.
Chapter completed!