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Chapter 699 Find a shit shovel as a witness

It has arrived in spring, but the northern border is still filled with wind and snow. The weather here is like this most of the time, and only in a few months do people know what it means to be hot.

The last time Su Mo came here, the weather was relatively sunny and warm.

This time, Su Mo didn't come. Two powerful helpers made the trip for him. One of the two men was covered with tattoos of beasts, and the other was dressed in black. His face seemed to be shrouded in light smoke. There was no trace of it at all. People can see his face clearly.

They are not the most powerful group of people on the mainland, but for this border town, only Sheriff Thorin can pose a threat to them.

The people guarding the gate of the town were not aware of the two people in such strange clothes.

Their eyes probably went dark for a moment, and then they couldn't even see the backs of the ability users.

Shadow was the first to lose his figure.

His body is somewhere between shadow and matter, and he is obviously much more powerful than before when he could only rely on his fighting master abilities.

The shadow power is his own power, which will one day surpass the ability of this fighting master that cannot be upgraded.

It didn't take long for him to return to the Beast King.

"The Sheriff is not in town. It seems we can just take away his dog. You do it, or do I?"

"I'll do it. You're responsible for putting the letter where the Sheriff can see it. Then let's leave this place. I hate the weather in the north." The Beast King wrapped his cotton clothes tightly. This was his refusal. There’s a price to pay for wearing leather.

After speaking, the Beast King raised his head and let out a whine.

Soon a big dog ran over. After seeing the King of Beasts, he was confused for a moment, then he forgot about his owner and surrounded the King of Beasts to flatter himself.

"I'll take you to a fun place, and your master will pick you up tomorrow." The Beast King bent down and patted the big dog on the head, then stood up and walked to the station outside the town.

The big dog followed, feeling the kindness of the beast king. This was the other person besides the Sheriff that he could trust unconditionally.

The shadow also left the letter and left quickly.

When the Sheriff came back, he saw the letter that was obviously a visit. When he opened it, he almost fainted.

Dear Sheriff:

I love you dearly, and I will take you with me to visit Mogan Mountain, a famous place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and spend all your time in the South. I am afraid that I will be hungry when the sun sets tomorrow and I will not be able to eat anything. I also hope that the Sheriff will prepare more wine and food for you.

Your dear Christoph Waltz.

The signature at the back looked slightly familiar. He quickly opened the drawer and took out a piece of paper, opened it and compared the handwriting.

really--

Dear Sheriff:

I think you must be calling me a shameless bastard, even though I was merciful and let you go, your only concern in this world.

You can call me Christoph Waltz, not Hans, so there are more words...

Love you forever:

Christoph Waltz!

Shameless!

The Sheriff let out the same angry roar as last time. This thief appeared again after many days.

The first time he stole the soup pot from his house, the second time he took the collar around the big dog's neck, and this time he actually stole the dog directly.

How on earth did he do it!

I didn't feel anything here, the big living dog disappeared.

However, while being angry, Sheriff Thorin was also slightly relieved. At least this guy with a random name was not a cruel person.

Otherwise, it would have been more than just stealing the collar last time.

Mount Mogan!

You have to take a train to that place, which is slightly southwest. This damn guy is obviously trying to lure him there.

"Sir, do you want to send someone to trace it?" the servant asked tremblingly.

"No, help me pack my things. I have to go out." Sheriff Thorin opened the drawer and took out his short gun.

After some hesitation, he pressed the wall again, and a hidden grid popped up on it, with a simple and old longbow lying inside.

Then he took out a whistle and brought enough equipment.

The servants prepared war horses and dry food, and a group of cavalry also began to gather outside the town. The Sheriff, who had been away from the battlefield for many years, was once again preparing to go on an expedition.

For my dog!

The reason why Su Mo chose this border police chief was because he had to find a witness for this operation.

This person does not need to be in a high position, but he must be someone who sticks to his word and can be very convincing. As long as he has witnessed everything, Grand Duke Stan will not be allowed to cheat.

When Su Mo left the Sheriff last time, he took away some bullets and a sword.

There is a line of words engraved on it.

I would like to present this sword to His Excellency Thorin, Sheriff of Dort, and Wellesley, Commander of the Eastern District, in the winter of the one hundred and seventy-second year of the Commonwealth.

He was curious as to why a federal boss would give a sword to a border security officer.

After doing some research, I found out a fact.

Thorin Satyr!

This surname is very interesting, it has the same surname as Duke Sartre of the Federation.

The surname Sartre can be traced back to a very long time ago. This is not important. What is important is that before the three countries of the Eastern Continent were divided, it was the era of the Sartre dynasty.

Sartre was divided into three, only the tyrannical last emperor was hanged, but the bloodline of the Sartre royal family was not cut off.

Thorin is probably from the Sartre family.

There are a lot of swords hanging on his wall, basically given by a certain Duke or a certain war zone boss.

Before settling down, the Lord Sheriff also served in the Northern Army for nearly twenty years.

What a perfect witness.

Moreover, this witness, Su Mo, was very willing. As long as his dog was snatched away, the Sheriff would obediently submit.

A gentleman can bully someone!

Unaware that he had begun to use villain terms to explain his actions, Su Mo gathered a large number of players in Huggins the next day.

No one knew what happened or what the mission of this trip was.

No one among the senior officials of the big guild who participated in the plan with Su Mo would go around and talk nonsense. Everyone was worried that too many people would go and their reputation would not be enough for them.

Besides, what if the news leaks and the test site is prepared.

Normally, interests can compete. Today, this matter not only involves interests, but also involves the issue of the bottom line of human beings. Grand Duke Stan's experiment on people has violated the bottom line of what normal humans can tolerate.

"Let's go, I asked everyone to bring more priests and priests, have you brought them?" Su Mo asked.

"Don't worry, I brought all the priests, bishops and priests from our family with me. They have never enjoyed such treatment as today." Shifang Mingliang replied seriously.

Unconsciously, he recognized Su Mo's dominant position today.

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