Chapter 55

Forty eight palm street.

Yes, it's just across the street from the small building where Miss Verona lives.

The same neat palm trees, the same neat flower beds, a few white umbrellas like the wings of seagulls, circle a comfortable leisure place in the palm trees.

A small enamel inlaid round table was placed under the umbrella, filled with fresh fruit and bottles of good wine.

The wine bottle has a pale yellow label with a dark blue seal.

This is the forfeiture seal of the customs anti smuggling team of port Tulun.

Every year, every month, and every day, there are small smugglers who are lucky enough to try to deliver all kinds of high-priced goods that are not willing to pay taxes according to law to the port of Tulun.

The anti smuggling team of port Tulun customs is the enemy of these small smugglers.

Once they are caught, all the goods will be stamped with the confiscation seal and the state-owned enterprises will be confiscated. And these little smugglers, they will be in the black prison of the anti smuggling team, the last fountain su.

As the squadron leader of the anti smuggling team, Sinbad naturally has the right to take out a small amount of good things from the warehouse of confiscated goods and give himself and his subordinates some benefits.

This is a matter of course. The officers of the customs and the upper echelons of the anti smuggling team know it well. No one will say anything more.

Sinbad is lying on the chair beside the small round table, holding a natural crystal red wine cup in his right hand, slowly shaking the brick red wine in the glass, and occasionally taking a sip.

"Wine that costs nothing tastes different." As a native of the port of Tulun, the ancestor is simbada of the mountain people on the jiaxijia Island, which has a distinctive appearance characteristics of the jiaxijia mountain people.

Black skin, slightly reddish complexion, a little curly black hair, two small whiskers, pointed thin, high in the nose. The bridge of the nose is a little bit collapsed, and the eyes are deeply sunken. The two gray eyes blink and blink, and the small eyes are wandering, with a bit of shrewdness.

To tell you the truth, Sinbad looks like the monkey on the shoulder of sgens. It's not very good.

He was just five feet and five inches tall, barely reaching the height limit of the local Aboriginal men in port Tulun. With his face, he was shriveled, obscene and detestable.

On the other couch beside him was a tall, snow-white, blonde girl with a pretty face. She was almost six feet tall, much taller than Sinbad.

Chuliye, port Tulun just emerged last year. A little famous Ballerina has participated in two large-scale ballets, in which she is just a second-line supporting actress.

But because of her outstanding appearance, her height, and her long legs, she quickly became Sinbad's lover. She moved out of the public dormitory rented by the ballet company and moved to this luxurious single house.

"Honey, you don't seem to be in a good mood?" Chuliye yawned lazily. She sat up and picked up a piece of top-grade raw ham with a pure silver toothpick on the small round table and fed it to Sinbad's mouth.

Sinbad opened his mouth, bit off the ham and chewed it hard.

"I'm a little worried Damn it, I shouldn't have done that, but I can't refuse that man. What can I do? Uncle modle can't refuse her

Sinbad was a little flustered.

Yesterday morning, it was he who arranged for a group of dozens of people to board the armed anti smuggling ship of the anti smuggling team to land at the small dock in the back beach area.

In this special period, the whole area around the mountain, including the foreshore and the back beach, has been tightly sealed off.

If it had not been for Sinbad's arrangement, these immigrants would not have been able to get close to Mount St. Hilde.

What worries Sinbad is that he did not report to his uncle, modle, because of the order of the Lord. Everything was done in private.

Shortly after the men landed, Sinbad received the news that Leah, the mother of the wits, had been attacked in the middle of the mountain.

The news channel of the wells family was extremely well-informed. Sinbad knew exactly the whole process of the attack. She knew that dozens of people in army uniform who pretended to be the garrison in port Tulun attacked Liya by setting a checkpoint on the mid mountain road.

However, these idiots were preempted by the guards of the wits' family. Most of them were killed by a fire. A dozen of them were captured alive. Then they were quickly transferred by the witus family and detained in secret places that the wells family could not find out.

I hope those guys can bear the words and deeds of the wits.

But Sinbad has no hope for their integrity.

Vito family, may soon find themselves?

But there's nothing to be afraid of.

He is a direct member of the Welles family. He is also the elite of the young generation trained by the wells family. More importantly, he is a serious imperial official.The squadron leader of the customs anti smuggling team is equivalent to the rank of lieutenant in the land and navy of the Empire. However, the actual power and jurisdiction of the squadron leader are much stronger than those of the large uniformed soldiers.

How dare the wits attack imperial officials in public in broad daylight?

There is no such reason, and there has never been such a precedent.

Well, as long as you stay in the main house of the wells family every night for some time in the future, and don't go around to hang out, what can the wits do about themselves?

Sinbad looked at Qiu Liye, and his heart beat a few times.

Well, take advantage of the daylight time, have a good time, and then go back to the main house of the wells family before dusk. Sinbad smiles and makes a happy decision.

A carriage came slowly down palm street and stopped at gate 48.

Palm trees and ornamental shrubs are a good barrier, and Sinbad doesn't notice what's going on outside. However, a few guards he left at the gate of No. 48 stepped out of the gatehouse behind the gate and stood in line behind the hollowed out metal carving gate.

"Well, the host here, no visitors today." An ugly looking guard in a red turban chews a mixture of betel nuts and tobacco, grinning at the elongated carriage.

Excited and smiling, Sinbad, who was preparing to go back to the fight in the small building, heard the news. He roared impatiently in the direction of the gate: "let them go, no matter who it is, let them go!"

The red turban guard took out a double barrel firearm, put it on the hollow pattern of the gate, and laughed at the carriage: "do you hear me? Go away, or you, want two bullets? "

The panel of the carriage, which was facing the gate, suddenly fell out, revealing a fixed 60 millimetre field gun in the carriage.

In the screams of several Welles guards, Joe, standing in the carriage, smiles, and the small torch burning in his hand hits the fire door of the field gun heavily.

Boom!

The shelling broke the silence of palm street, and the screams of countless pet dogs and birds came from far and near.

Joe exclaimed, "aha, I love this tactic!"

A hundred rounds of small shotguns, like a cheerful Bumblebee, roared out of the gun chamber, tearing the delicate but defenceless hollow door, and enthusiastically entered the bodies of several Welles family guards.

The distance was too close, less than 10 feet apart. None of the 100 rounds of small-sized shrapnel failed. The metal gate was hit with sparks, and the debris flew in all directions. The small-sized shrapnel tore the bodies of several Welles family guards and sent them back more than ten feet away.

At the north and south ends of palm street, large groups of armed police and guards from the Rittal family poured out.

The police chanted the slogan "in the name of law"!

When the police were running, the line was quite neat. Nearly a hundred fat men were panting and shouting neat slogans. Their fat and beer bellies were shaking up and down.

The guards of the witus family were flushed with excitement. They swore in low voice with all kinds of slang in the market, and ran with wide eyes. Their speed was much faster than that of the police. They quickly surrounded the NO.48 yard.

As soon as the gunfire came, Simba Da let go of miss chuliye, who had lost her beauty. She was surrounded by a group of water lights that seemed to be missing. "Shua Shua Shua" was a few strides. In an instant, she ran through the yard more than 200 feet long and rushed to the gate of the small building.

More than a dozen Welles guards rushed out of the building, and Sinbad hissed, "cover me, retreat!"

A group of guards surrounded Sinbad and rushed to the back door of the yard.

Just a few steps after running, they suddenly stopped.

The back door of the yard had been smashed by violence, and more than 20 round policemen took the lead and rushed into the backyard with at least 100 guards from the Rittal family.

In the bushes in the backyard, three fierce wolf dogs came out and jumped at the people who rushed into the yard.

More than a dozen guards of the witus family raised their flint rifles, and "bang bang" hit them. Three wolfhounds fell to the ground with blood all over their bodies, making a dying whimper.

"Damn it!" Sinbad turned and retreated into the building.

A dozen guards of the wells family suddenly raised their short flint spears, but before they could shoot, the guards of the witus family opposite had already taken the lead.

The distance between the two sides was no more than 50 feet. Nearly 100 flint rifles were designed at the same time. No matter the firepower density or the gun power, they were much better than the short blunders of the Welles family guards.

More than a dozen guards fell to the ground convulsively, blood quickly dyed the steps from the building to the backyard.

No. 48 building was completely surrounded, and more than a dozen powerful subordinates of the Rittal family rushed into the building. After the sound of a sword strike, his whole body was covered with blood. Sinbad, who had been cut off with his left arm on his elbow, hissed and roared, and was brought out by several shrewd men with injuries on his body."Take him and retreat!"

Joe looked at Miss Qiu Liye, who was too scared to move on the ground. He shook his head: "don't touch anything in the building, let alone offend this beautiful lady!"

Joe's leaving with Sinbad.

The whole palm street was in a mess, and within an hour, rumors were rife about half of port Toulon.

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