Chapter 266

If the sharpshooter refers to the kind that can win the Olympic Games, then Su Mo is not a sharpshooter. At best, he can maintain a fairly good shooting rate in any environment, and he is not likely to play any 10 rings and 9 rings.

If the target is a big fat dog trapped in a cage, Su Mo can be proud to announce that he can be shot.

Far away from the servant, did not hear the barking in the kennel.

When the sheriff came back, the soldier's expression at the door was wonderful. He was surprised, then frightened, and finally pulled out his sword.

"Who are you?"

The two soldiers were shaking, but they were still firm.

"Who gave you the courage to point your swords at your officers? What happened?" The sheriff didn't do it. He let the soldier's sword point at his chest. He could pierce his body without armor with a slight release.

"Just now, a magistrate has entered." The soldiers answered with difficulty.

They have almost understood that the one in front of them is probably true. Then who was the one who just went in and what did he do after he went in?

They don't understand, sheriff.

Half of his life's hard work made the sheriff, who was already about 50 years old, more and more old. At this time, the soldiers seemed to see the magistrate who had been decadent for a long time after his daughter got married.

The old man was even a little unsteady.

One of his legs was injured. When he got cold on cloudy days, he would be in deep pain. It was very hard to stand at ordinary times. At this time, if two soldiers didn't rush to support him, he might have fallen down.

"Go back to the kennel." The sheriff pushed two soldiers away.

He braced his back, walked with heavy steps, step by step, without any fear and retreat.

One soldier followed him carefully, and another blew his whistle.

The shrill police whistle rang through the sheriff's residence, and the soldiers on the training ground changed their faces. However, they still gathered quickly in the face of danger and formed a formation. They stepped on the neat pace and forced them to come to the place where the business started.

The dog house is quiet, which makes the sheriff despair.

He didn't know whether the smugglers were in the same despair when he took people to surround them. However, he was so desperate that he did not dare to get close to them. He was afraid that if he opened the door, he would see a bloody corpse.

After all, it was the soldiers. After calming down for a while, the sheriff finally went to show the cruel reality in person.

The heavy footstep sound is so familiar and regular, which is quite different from the previous deliberate performance.

The police officer seems to have heard something, but he quickly denied his judgment. He must have hoped that the dog would be OK in his heart, so there was auditory hallucination.

He still remembered that it was a cold winter. His son left in anger and his daughter got married. He felt that his life was nothing but work, dark and boring.

Until he heard the hum and haw, and following the sound, he saw the little milk dog falling into the sewer.

The sewer ice, the little milk dog is very lucky to step on the ice, but only here, weak and thin body, and smooth ice, let it can not get out of trouble, if no accident, its final outcome is lying on the ice quietly dead.

The police officer squatted down, took off his heavy gloves, and held up the little thing. Unexpectedly, he was bitten by a little milk dog. After being stunned for a moment, he burst into laughter. He still remembers his astonishment at that time.

As a matter of fact, even the little milk dog with no good teeth really has no way to cause any harm to him.

The sheriff carefully put the little milk dog into the warm gloves and pulled it back from the edge of death with goat milk.

"Do you hear me, my lord?" A soldier couldn't help pushing the police officer and said, "I seem to hear the dog's voice."

The sheriff turned his head, staring at the soldiers.

The soldier nodded heavily.

The sheriff took a breath and pushed the door of the kennel two steps forward.

There's no bloody smell that they think they're coming face-to-face.

The big dog is lying in the dog cage, four feet are trapped together, the mouth is also sealed with tape, it can only use the nose to make a whine sound. See the public security tube push the door in, its big eyes can't help but show the grievance that only when you were a child.

The sheriff stepped forward to untie the dog.

"Woof, woof, woof!" The big dog immediately pounced on the sheriff's body and licked the sheriff's old face with his tongue. A dog and a man were as intimate as an old friend who had seen him for a long time.

"It's a pity that Mr. Han didn't expect me to be aggrieved. I don't think he's going to let me know. I don't want you to understand this case. I don't think he's going to let me know. It's a pity that you don't want to ask for a reward"We grew up together as partners. Although we parted ways after growing up, I didn't want to be so heartless and business-oriented as people said. After all, I left him a chance."

"Next time, next time, I want him to spend the rest of his life in prison."

The peace officer, who was usually silent, became a chatterbox at this moment. It seemed that only nagging could relieve his fear in his heart. He almost put his dog in danger because of his soft heart.

"My Lord, someone touched your pen and ink." The soldiers who are checking the kennel have made a new discovery.

The sheriff stroked the big dog's head, or locked it in the dog's cage. There was no way. The danger had not been completely removed. He didn't even know what had happened.

There are official documents and other things on the desk. When he is free, he works here, and the big dog sleeps at his feet. Later, there is a reward for the big dog. When he puts the big dog in the cage, he will spend more time to pacify the big dog.

At this time, a piece of paper was placed in the middle of the table, and the pen and ink were also moved. The most important thing is that the person who moved his hands and feet did not use the sheriff's own paperweight. Instead, a yellow orange bullet was used.

Even now, he is a military expert.

At a glance, he saw that the bullet was a common pattern used by mercenaries, which was slightly different from that in the army. The bullet was processed and could cause additional fire damage to the target.

"Confirmed. There's no other trace left here." The soldier reported.

"You go down first and appease the brothers outside. Don't say anything about the situation here. I don't want to hear anything about it." The sheriff sat down on the table, indicating that the soldiers were ready to leave.

Soldiers respectfully luggage, turn away.

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