At No. 158 Qingsong Street, on the playground after entering, more than a thousand Qiao's subordinates confronted hundreds of policemen.

There were 500 policemen lined up in a long snake formation, with more than a hundred policemen on the left and right wings eyeing each.

Marcos stood in front of the police team with his big axe on his back, shirtless, with his hands crossed his chest, and a gloomy face. Behind him were more than a thousand soldiers lined up, as well as the Vitu family guards who were mingling in the crowd, holding short guns, ready to fire cold guns at any time.

Ten soldiers who vomited blood had been moved to the playground, and several soldiers were busy with emergency assistance.

After the potion was poured, the internal injuries of the ten soldiers were well controlled, but they all had fractures on their bodies. The first aid soldiers were busy setting bones and then putting splints and bandages on them.

More than thirty injured police officers were also moved aside to treat them.

However, they were not as rich as Qiao. After they took the first aid medicine, the police were vomiting blood. They were not as tough as the soldiers of the Blood Axe Team. Several broken policemen were slung on the ground and were constantly humming.

A third-level police academy walked out of the team and came to Marcos, and his face became ugly.

Marcos, who is over eight feet tall, wore a pair of thick-soled horse boots, which made him reach an astonishing height of about eight and three inches. For this third-level police academy, he was only a little over six feet.

Standing in front of the amazing Marcos, this third-level police academy was like a child. One of Marcos' arms was much thicker than his waist.

"Assaulting the police is a felony." The third-level police academy gritted his teeth and looked up at Marcos angrily.

"Damn it, mother!" Marcos raised his hand and slapped the third-level police academy in the face. Then a loud noise was heard, and the third-level police academy flew up in a swirl, spitting blood, and stumbled into the police team behind. The whole group knocked down more than a dozen policemen.

"Assault on the police?" Marcos laughed loudly: "This is the imperial capital, give you some face... If you are in the Lulai battlefield... you are weak and soft-boys, hehe..."

Marcos laughed loudly, and the soldiers of the Blood Axe Team behind him also laughed out loud.

They were all elite soldiers pulled out from the field legion of the Lulai Plain. Each one was born and died, and had at least seven or eight lives in his hands... Those who were killed by them were all warriors of the Lucian Empire, but there was no ordinary person!

This is the so-called arrogant and powerful general.

After experiencing the sea of ​​corpses and blood, they really look down on these policemen in the imperial capital.

The police team was in chaos, and the police officers on both sides of the left and right were scolding at the same time. They dropped the batons in their hands and pulled out the saber at their waists.

The police shouted loudly, lifted the saber over their heads and kept waving it. The blade broke through the air and made a sharp cry.

Hundreds of police officers also dropped the wooden batons in their hands, pulled out the short guns hanging from their armed belts, and aimed at the soldiers of the Blood Axe Team dozens of feet away.

Marcos' pupils shrank, and these policemen came prepared.

Logically speaking, the police officers responsible for maintaining public order, the most commonly used police weapons are batons and handcuffs. Flintlock short guns, etc., are actually not standard for police officers.

These hundreds of policemen were equipped with standard short guns, and before they came, they had already filled the short guns with gunpowder and lead bullets... These guys had already prepared.

Marcos took a deep breath, and then a circle of heavy yellow halos under his feet spread out, instantly covering the earth with a radius of three hundred feet. The ground buzzed, and a powerful gravity suddenly appeared. A hundred policemen caught off guard and sneered on the ground and couldn't move.

"Are you sure you want to do it?" Marcos grabbed the big axe behind him with his back hand and gently rode the axe to the ground.

The ground shook, and the mounts of the police raised their front hooves and neighed. Dozens of war horses were shocked by the breath emitted by Marcos, which was so scared that they spit out all the shit and urine on the spot. The scene was extremely chaotic for a moment.

Among the police team, several police academies led the team changed their faces.

After all, it is the imperial capital. Even an ordinary policeman has much better knowledge than the country bumpkins in other provinces, let alone these police academies?

The yellowish aperture at Marcos's feet is clearly an extraordinary ability that only an extraordinary sixth-level existence can master!

And extraordinary sixth level!

To be honest, if you are extraordinary fifth level, you can get the rank of general in the Imperial Army. If you have enough credit, it is not impossible for a lieutenant general or even a general!

And the extraordinary sixth level...

No credit is required. As long as you are willing to join the Imperial Army, two small golden stars can be directly buttoned on the epaulette.

As for the extraordinary sixth-level combat power...

Haha, the police who killed less than a thousand of them would probably only take a few breaths?

A hundred policemen who were pressed to the ground stopped struggling. They looked at their bodies covered with a layer of yellow halo, and Marcos, who was as strong and majestic as a god, shut their mouths very tactfully.

"Assault police?" Marcos gently flicked the long handle of the big axe and said word by word: "No. 158 Qingsong Street is our boss's private territory. According to the Imperial Noble Code, we have the right to kill you on the spot!"

In the crowd, several police academies' foreheads were constantly oozing out, and their legs were a little weak.

"Or what, I'll kill you?" Marcos grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth. The soldiers behind him burst into laughter. Everyone could see that these policemen were all cowardly.

When Marcos led his men to confront the police, Joe had already taken a hot shower as fast as possible, changed into a brand new uniform, wore a full set of badges and medals, and walked towards this side slowly.

Through a long distance, Qiao coughed heavily.

The soldiers separated left and right and made a road apart. Joe walked through the crowd with his hands behind his back and sneered: "I just saw a group of 'thugs' in police uniforms break into the 'private house' of a Royal Hydra badge winner and attacked the guards here."

"I still don't understand the privilege of the Royal Hydra badge." Joe walked to Marcos, looked at the policemen not far away in front of him, stretched out his fingers, and wiped the first-class wolf medal hanging on his left chest with force.

Hundreds of police officers widened their eyes at the same time, looking at the third-level police academy epaulette on Qiao's shoulder and the first-class wolf merit medal he hung on his chest!

Level 3 police academy... This is my own person.

First-class Wolf Medal... Too much haha, let alone the silver Wolf Medal, even the lower-class Saber-tooth Wolf Medal... No one of the police academys, police lieutenants, police officers and ordinary policemen had ever received it!

Qiao is a policeman, his own person, and a meritorious policeman!

The ordinary police lieutenants, policemen and policemen began to whisper, and soon they started to make a loud noise - what kind of hell was the one they performed early this morning!

"I don't know enough about the privileges of the Royal Hydera badge... I haven't had time to read the booklet that records the privileges of this badge... I am a modest person, and I actually don't need the privileges brought by this badge."

"But even if I put aside this noble badge, my name also contains the name of "Rong"... I am a nobleman, No. 158 Qingsong Street, this hundreds of acres of land is my private territory." Qiao looked calmly at the policemen who were already in chaos in front of me: "You have broken into my territory privately, can I appeal to the noble house?"

In the crowd, the cold sweat on the foreheads of several police academies had already slid down their cheeks, flowing to their chins, and getting into their shirts... Early in the morning, snowflakes were still floating in the sky, and the cold wind blew, and the wet collar brought a biting chill.

"Even if you are policemen, you trespassed into the private territory of a noble... Who understands the "National Code"? If I complain to the Noble House, what is the charge?"

Following behind Qiao, Lan Mujin, who had almost zero presence, coughed: "The police officers present must serve at least ten years of hard labor... As for the police officers leading the team, you are welcomed by those deserted island mines on the ice sea in the north. Twenty years of hard labor in mining are the least punishment."

"Of course, our young master has the Royal Hydra badge. If he complains to the noble house, then the judge will definitely consider this factor when sentencing, and you will probably be doubled."

Lan Mujin whispered: "Unless, you can take it out..."

Qiao turned around and looked at Lan Mujin: "They may still be relieved?"

Lan Mujin nodded: "If they had a search warrant for an illegal aristocrat jointly issued by the Noble Court and the Ministry of Police, then their intrusion and subsequent actions today will be..."

'boom'!

A loud bang came from behind the playground from a building behind a row of landscape forests.

The huge explosion waves made the branches and leaves of the landscape forest fly randomly, and several landscape forests that were thick and thin were broken in the waist. The six-story long building, originally used as a teaching building, collapsed a short section of the explosion.

The explosion sounded, and Marcos stepped forward in front of Qiao. Lan Mujin and Lan Kiyoshi protected Qiao's wings from left and right. A cold light flashed between Lan Mujin's fingers, and Lan Kiyoshi directly pulled out his short knife.

"Enemy attack!" Marcos roared loudly.

In the police ranks, a third-level policeman raised his short gun and pulled the trigger at Qiao, who was more than twenty feet away.

"Boom" two muffled sounds, and two large-caliber lead bullets rushed straight to the vital points of Qiao's chest.

Marcos raised his right hand suddenly, and two lead bullets hit his palm, splashing sparks. Marcos's palm was unharmed, and the twisted and deformed lead bullet fell heavily to the ground.

With the sound of gunfire from Level 3 policemen, more than a dozen prepared policemen in the police team pulled the trigger at the same time.

Lead bullets flew around, and the distance between the two sides was too close. Seven or eight soldiers behind Qiao were immediately hit by lead bullets. They had just jumped up from the quilt and were wrapped in thin shirts, and immediately spit out a large mass of blood.

‘Boom boom boom’, the guards of the Vitu family behind Qiao fought back.

Compared with the soldiers with strict discipline in the Blood Axe Team, the guards of the Vitu family...who cares who is standing opposite him?

More than a hundred guards of the Vitu family, each holding a gun in both hands, Yishuier's double-tube flintlock gun. Amid the dense sound of gunshots, more than four hundred large-caliber lead bullets roared out, and hundreds of policemen fell down one after another.
Chapter completed!