Chapter 267: Mercy

?If the sharpshooter finger is the kind that can win the Olympic Games, then Su Mo is not a sharpshooter. At best, he can maintain a decent shooting rate in any environment, and it is even more impossible to hit ten or nine rings. The results.
If the target is a big fat dog trapped in a cage and raised, Su Mo can proudly announce that he can hit with a gun.
The servant who was far away did not hear the barking in the kennel.
When the Lord Sheriff came back, the soldier at the door had a wonderful expression, first surprised, then terrified, and finally pulled out his long sword.
"who are you?"
The two soldiers trembled, but they were still very firm.
"Who gave you the courage to let you use your sword against your own officer. What happened?" The sheriff didn't do anything. He let the soldier's sword point to his chest. He just loosened it lightly. Can pierce his body without armor.
"Just now, a sheriff has already entered." The soldiers answered ardently.
They almost understand that this is probably the real thing in front of them. Then who was it that went in just now, and what did he do after going in?
What they can think of, how can the sheriff do not understand.
Half a life's hard work made the sheriff, who was already almost fifty years old, more and more old. At this time, the soldiers seemed to see the sheriff who had been decadent for a long time after her daughter got married that year.
The old man was even a little unstable.
He has suffered a leg injury, and every time he catches a cold on a cloudy day, he will feel painful. It usually takes a lot of effort to stand. At this time, if two soldiers hadn't rushed to support him, he might have fallen.
"Go back, kennel." The sheriff pushed the two soldiers away.
He propped up his back, took heavy steps, and walked step by step, without the slightest timidity or withdrawal.
A soldier followed him cautiously, and another soldier blew the whistle.
The harsh police whistle resounded through the mansion of the security officer, and the soldiers on the training ground changed their faces, but they still assembled quickly and formed a formation, stepping on a neat pace, and pressing toward the place where the business sounded.
The kennel was quiet, and the silence made the sheriff desperate.
He didn't know whether they were equally desperate when he led people around the smugglers, but at this time he was desperately afraid to approach, worried that he would see a corpse when he opened the door.
After all, he was a soldier. After the sheriff calmed down, he finally went to show the reality that might be cruel in person.
The heavy footsteps are so familiar and regular, completely different from the previous deliberate acting.
The Master of Public Security Management seemed to hear something, but he quickly denied his judgment. He must have been too hopeful that the dog was okay, so the auditory hallucinations appeared.
He still remembers that it was a cold winter, his son ran away in anger, and his daughter was married. He felt that his life was nothing but work, dim and bored.
Until he heard the humming sound, following the sound, he saw the little milk dog falling into the sewer.
The sewer was frozen, and the little milk dog was lucky enough to step on the ice, but it was only there. The weak and thin body and the smooth ice surface made it impossible to get out of the trap. If nothing else, it will eventually The end is to lie on the ice and die silently.
The security guard squatted down, took off his heavy gloves, and reached out to hold this little thing, but he was bitten by the little milk dog. After he froze for a while, he laughed, and he still remembers his consternation.
In fact, the little puppies who didn't even have teeth had no way to do any harm to him.
The police officer carefully put the little milk dog into the warm gloves and used goat milk to pull it back from the edge of death.
"My lord, have you heard it?" A soldier couldn't help but pushed the security guard and said, "I seem to hear the sound of a dog."
The policeman turned his head abruptly and stared at the soldier.
The soldier nodded heavily.
The security pipe took a breath and slammed the door of the kennel two steps forward.
There is not the smell that they think it is.
The big dog was lying in the dog cage, all four feet were trapped together, and the mouth was taped, so it could only make a humming sound with its nose. Seeing the security officer push the door in, its big eyes couldn't help showing grievances that might have only appeared in childhood.
The sheriff took three steps and two steps, and walked over to untie the big dog.
"Wow!" The big dog immediately pounced on the sheriff's body, licking the sheriff's old face with his tongue, one person and one dog are as affectionate as old friends who have reunited after a long time.
"I know, I know you've been wronged, but unfortunately I don't understand what you said, don't complain, let me investigate this matter, your collar is gone, right? I think Mr. Hammer must give me an explanation. Did I indulge him too much? I didn't expect that this time he would offer a reward for killing you."
"We were partners who grew up together. Although we parted ways after we grew up, I don't want people to say that they are so unfeeling and businesslike. I will leave him a chance after all."
"Next time, next time I want him to spend the rest of his life in prison."
The usually taciturn sheriff turned into a chatter at this moment. It seemed that only nagging could alleviate the fear in his heart. He almost put his dog in a life-threatening crisis because of his soft heart.
"My lord, someone moved your pen and ink." The soldier who was inspecting the kennel made a new discovery.
The sheriff stroked the big dog's head and kept it in the dog cage. There was no way. The danger had not been completely removed. He didn't even know what happened.
The sheriff’s official documents and other items were neatly placed on the desk. When he was fine, he worked here. The big dog slept at his feet. Later, there was a reward for the big dog. He put the big dog in the cage. Here, it takes more time to appease the big dog.
At this time ~EbookFREE.me~ there is a piece of paper in the middle of the desk, and the pen and ink have been touched. The most important thing is that the person who touched his hands and feet did not use the sheriff’s own paperweight, instead it was replaced by a paperweight. Yellow orange orange bullets.
The sheriff's military background is a military expert even now.
He could tell at a glance that this bullet was a style often used by mercenaries, and was slightly different from the bullets in the army. This type of bullet was processed and could cause additional fire damage to the target.
"Confirmed, there are no other traces left here." The soldier reported.
"Go down first and comfort the brothers outside. Don't say anything about the situation here. I don't want to hear any news about this matter." The sheriff sat down on the table and signaled the soldiers to leave.
The soldier's respectful luggage turned and left.
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