Chapter 211: Chopping the Weeds and Roots

A few days later.

Carnival day.

A car drove into Sawyer Manor.

When we arrived at the house, two people walked down.

It was Heather's adoptive parents.

But unlike the sloppy waistcoats and big trousers before, this time, they both dressed up carefully, and Heather's adoptive father even put on a suit.

"Remember, tell her you love her."

Heather's adoptive mother who rang the doorbell reminded.

"Ha ha."

Facing his wife’s advice, Heather’s adoptive father sneered: "Now that she is so rich, of course I love her."

"Dad, mom, you are here."

They were greeted not by the humming of chainsaws, but by Heather's smiling face.

"Oh, my baby girl."

Heather's adoptive father pompously stepped forward and hugged: "I love you."

"I love you all too."

Heather smiled unchanged, let them in, led them to visit the room, amidst their exclamation and joy, took them to the underground wine cellar.

For alcoholics, there is no better invitation than this.

"These are all ours."

When Heather's adoptive father saw so much wine in the cellar, he waved his hand and declared the sovereignty.

Heather's adoptive mother had similar eyes.

"It's all yours."

Heather smiled and said, "Dad, drink first. I'll make some drinks for you. Mom, come with me. I have something to tell you."

"Good, good."

Heather's adoptive father was overjoyed. He picked up a bottle of wine and opened it and took a deep breath. The mellow aroma of the good wine immediately made him forget about it and couldn't wait to pour it into his mouth.

Although Heather's adoptive mother was a little bit reluctant, she still followed Heather.

Heather walked behind and went to the door of the wine cellar. He glanced at his adoptive father, took the iron door, and locked it with the big key. After going up, he turned on the phonograph and turned on the sound to the maximum.

"Mom, do you like it here?"

Heather looked at the adoptive mother who was lying on the sofa and closed her eyes to enjoy.

"I like it, I like it so much."

The adoptive mother was intoxicated.

"If you like it, I will stay here in the future, with enough pipes for cigarettes and full pipes for wine, okay?"

Heather smiled meaningfully.

"Good, good."

The adoptive mother was overjoyed and said: "As expected of my good daughter, with this, I will have no regrets in my life."

"That's good."

Heather smiled.

She originally planned to kill her adoptive parents for revenge, but when things came to an end, she saw her adoptive mother's smile in the cat's eyes and heard her adoptive mother's instructions, and she suddenly felt a little softened.

The adoptive father sinned badly, but the adoptive mother treated her very well.

Without an adoptive mother, she either died in the original destruction, or was later killed by her adoptive father.

Forget it, let her adoptive mother go, she still knows her adoptive mother, knowing that her adoptive mother is not a affectionate person.

In fact, people who smoke or drink alcohol are usually selfish.

With the inherited wealth, she is confident that she will shut up her adoptive mother.

After half an hour.

Heather drove to the town of Newt.

"Wow."

A white young policeman who was patrolling in a police car saw Heather, his eyes straightened, he pulled over and parked, straightened his uniform, and pretended to be inadvertently.

"Hey, you are very eye-catching, from outside?"

"Are you interrogating me?"

Heather smiled rather than smiled.

"of course not."

The policeman raised his hand and smiled and said, "It's just that a beautiful girl like you appeared in the town. As a policeman, I naturally want to protect your safety."

"Thank you."

Heather smiled and said, "Although I came from a foreign city, I am not a foreigner. My home is in the town."

"impossible."

The policeman shook his head and said, "If you really are from the town, I must know him. Where do you live?"

"Homeland Road."

Heather smiled.

"Home Road?"

The police suddenly froze: "No one lives there except Sawyer's house."

"It's Sawyer's house."

Heather smiled meaningfully: "I am the Sawyer family, and I just inherited the manor from my grandmother."

At this time, a middle-aged man dressed as a cowboy came over.

"Is this sergeant bothering you? If so, I can kill him."

"He can."

The policeman smiled and agreed.

"You go on patrol."

The middle-aged cowboy ordered.

The police nodded and left.

"I am the mayor of this little paradise, Bert Hertman."

"Heather."

After the two introduced each other, Mayor Bert looked at Heather carefully: "Hello, Heather, if I heard it right, you said you belonged to the Sawyer family and inherited the Sawyer's manor?"

"Yes it is."

Heather nodded.

"You are Rila's granddaughter, and your eyes are very similar to her."

Mayor Bert stared at Heather: "I have known your family for a long time. I know they won't want you to take over the mess. Tell you, I will take over the whole place."

"no thank you."

Heather turned and left.

"Fuck me hard? I started to like you a little bit."

Mayor Bert shouted at Heather's back.

Feeling the cold look behind him, Heather smiled on his face.

"Piggot, gather people, there is a little girl in Sawyer's house."

The mayor Bert turned around and called and shook people: "We want to cut the grass and root."

After hanging up the phone.

The mayor Bert sneered: "Everything in Sawyer's house is mine, no one can take it away."

Back then, after the sheriff took control of the situation, he brought a brigade to slaughter the Sawyer family directly. Naturally, it was not purely for arrogance, but for tangible benefits.

The Sawyer's house is such a large piece of land, which is very valuable.

Unexpectedly, Rila, who was not at home, was also a ruthless person. After the family collapsed, she took over and propped up the Sawyer's house, letting his wishful thinking come to nothing.

Over the years, as Reila took care of the Sawyer Manor, the mayor Bert's greed became stronger and he was always thinking about Sawyer Manor.

Now that it is hard to wait until Rila dies of illness, suddenly there is a girl film that inherits Sawyer Manor, and Heather is still the baby girl who disappeared that year, which is absolutely unbearable.

So even if Heather didn't seem to know anything and did nothing, the mayor Bert decided to cut the grass and roots at the first time. He was so domineering and fierce!

Naturally, he couldn't gather as many people as before, but he had been chasing after him. There were still several people who participated in the destruction of the door back then, and it was not enough to deal with a little girl.

In the police station.

The sheriff also got the news and immediately left the police station and found Heather.

"Child, get out of here."

The sheriff reminded: "You are not safe here."

"why?"

Heather asked pretendingly.

"This one."

The sheriff hesitated. After all, Bert is the mayor and his immediate boss, but the destruction that shouldn’t have happened back then has always been the biggest pain in his heartLooking at Heather’s “nothing” The child of guilt is about to die miserably, and he cannot remain indifferent.

"It's like this..."

The sheriff finally confessed and told Heather what had happened, and emphasized that Mayor Bert was about to take someone to cut the roots. She was in danger of her life, and she had better leave immediately.

"Are you joking?"

Heather pretended to be surprised: "This is the free country of America? The dignified mayor murdered for no reason? And as the police chief, you don't arrest the murderer, but only persuade me to leave?"

The sheriff was ashamed and speechless.

Heather turned and left.

The reason she showed up was to lead the mayor Bert over, and she already knew that the fat man with a broken leg was the mayor's iron rod.

As long as the mayor comes, the fat man will definitely come.

It just happened to be a hundred.

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