How Did It Become a River Crab?

"Trip"

Immediately afterwards, Jimmy began to chant.

"I was given a colorful potion, what's the matter with the colorful potion, I'll let the editor..."

"It's the marketing drug, little brother, cover his mouth!"

"Roar! (Close your anus!)"

Chapter 360 The Seventh Mayor

After covering the mouths of Jimmy, the editor of the marketing account, and the male protagonist of the defeated dog, Mo Lan helped Su Cai open the mouth of the third victim with crab pliers, and let him pour the medicine into it.

Soon, the gangster stood up abruptly, walked to the side of the small old car and climbed down, landed on all fours, with his head forward, turning his head from side to side from time to time, making a "buzzing" sound imitating the rotation of a turret.

Little old car: 0w0?

"Understood, I thought I was a tank medicine." Mo Lan nodded, and after 30 seconds, she was about to pour the fourth bottle of medicine into the mouth of another caravan member.

"Etc., etc!!"

At this moment, the caravan member who had witnessed the misery of the three seniors finally collapsed, "I said, we all said, don't give us that drug!"

"Unfortunately, it seems that I can only put it away for the time being, and I will use it again when I have a chance." Su Cai put away the last tube of potion regretfully, followed Mo Lan's instructions, and dragged the gangster into the bar, holding the gun against the gangster Crotch, "Next, we ask, you answer."

This is to interrogate the remaining gangsters separately and create a simple comparative interrogation environment.

"Okay, okay." The gangster nodded desperately, for fear that a gun would blow up by accident.

"Where is the general base of your gang?" Mo Lan who was outside and Su Cai who was in the bar asked their interrogators at the same time.

"We are all newcomers who have been in the business for less than a year. We have been stationed in the town to collect money. We have never seen the headquarters. We only know that it is said to be in a large and extremely hidden cave. It is true, I am not lying."

Su Cai heard the words, checked with Mo Lan in the team channel, and continued to ask: "Do you know who are the top executives of the caravan?"

"We have only seen the horse's head in this town, who was shot to death by your mechanical war beast just now." The bandit tremblingly said: "Other than that, we have only heard a few names and met the captain of the inspection team. .”

"Say it all."

"Our boss is called Darius, and there is another man named Lord Urgot. The captain of the patrol team is a crocodile with a human body, holding a big sawtooth knife, and it is said that he eats people every day for fun. , We dare not speak when we see it.”

Darius, the Hand of Noxus, and Urgot, the Dreadnought Chariot, are all heroes included in the Western Phantom skin series. As for the crocodile... there is a high probability that it is the wilderness bite skin version of Renekton, the butcher of the desert.

According to the gangster, this Nossus caravan has gathered at least three hero-level opponents from the original LOL, and the difficulty level has increased several levels in an instant.

"Okay, that na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-man said that we should worry about today first, what does that mean?"

"Yes, it's the inspection team." The gangster said quickly, "We release sand bats as messengers every day at noon, like the inspection team to report that everything is normal today, and now no one sends a messenger to report, the inspection team will come to Dry Sea Town in the afternoon Investigate the situation and impose punishment on those who violate the rights and interests of the Nossus caravan."

"Who are you in charge of this?"

"Outside, one of the few people outside hasn't taken... those medicines."

"If the patrol team is completely wiped out, how long will it take for the rest of the caravan to know what happened in Kuhai Town?"

"This..." The gangster obviously didn't expect such a problem. After thinking for a moment, he said with difficulty: "Maybe...it will take a while. The inspection team will contact the base every three or four days. The last time seems to be a day ago. .”

After exchanging information with Mo Lan, Su Cai dragged the gangster out by the collar, suddenly thought of something, and asked casually: "The boss of your patrol team, just that crocodile, you said he wants to Cannibalism, does he randomly pick a lucky townsman in a town every day?"

"No...sometimes it is said that it hunts homeless people in the wilderness, sometimes..." Speaking of this question, the gangster's expression was somewhat resisted. Forced by the pistol pointed at the crotch, he opened his mouth intermittently.

"The caravans often send those of us who are stationed in the town to arrest those townspeople who have no background and no money. Some of them are said to be sent to work with Lord Urgot, and others are said to be dragged to do odd jobs. In fact... ..."

He didn't dare to continue, but the people present were not fools and knew the meaning behind this sentence. For a while, all the townspeople looked at the gangsters with burning eyes, and the bartender next to Lucian, especially at this moment His complexion changed drastically, and then he rushed to the man excitedly, grabbed his shoulders, and asked loudly, "Who are they? Who are you going to feed it to eat?!"

"I don't know, we are only responsible for sending people out, how do I know how to distribute them?" The gangster recognized the bartender's face and said in a panic, "I really don't know where your mother is, I didn't catch her! "

"you!"

The young bartender stared at the gangster intently, bloodshot eyes slowly seeping out of his eyes. After a while, he sat on the ground dejectedly, looking up at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing this, Lucian squatted down next to him, patted him on the shoulder lightly, and looked up to the sky with the bartender. The surrounding townspeople also watched this scene silently, without saying a word, their eyes just burning. The fire seemed to have lost the oxygen to support the combustion, and slowly extinguished.

At this time, Mo Lan realized that there was not even a single child in the crowd, and the youngest person, like the bartender, must be in his early twenties.

Probably in such an environment, no one wants to let a little life suffer.

Suddenly, the little girl tapped the shield on Mo Lan's back and whispered something next to him.

"Student bartender, I have a question for you." After listening to the little old girl, Mo Lan said to the bartender, "Does your mayor live in the three-story building with the big black sign in the town and the gold lettering?"

"Yes, that is the office and residence of the mayor, Mr. Makati."

Mo Lan immediately replied a few words, Yazi nodded, and continued to manipulate the silk thread in his hand.

At the same time, there was a rush of footsteps in the distance. Mo Lan and Su Cai looked up and found several men dressed as police officers walking out from the end of the street.

The equipment on these police officers can only be described as rudimentary. With many members of the Nossus caravan carrying lever rifles on their backs, these police officers actually only have small revolvers of low quality hanging on their waists. , You can tell how scarce weapon resources are at a glance.

These police officers scattered around, surrounded by a middle-aged man who held a cane and limped, but seemed somewhat steady.

The man's pupils are cloudy, but his eyes are quite firm. A washed-up white denim suit fits his slightly fat body more than expected. His complexion is slightly pale, with bags under his eyes, and he looks exhausted. After a while, the steps supported by crutches were steady and firm, walking towards Mo Lan step by step.

"Mayor!"

From the cheers and respectful greetings around Mo Lan, Mo Lan knew the identity of this man, the mayor of Dry Sea Town, Makati.

Mo Lan looked at the mayor Makati, watched him walk through the crowd of onlookers, walked in front of her, and said three words to the little brother.

"kill him."

"Oh!"

In the next second, under the dull eyes of everyone, the mayor Makati was shot backwards and flew backwards, rolling several meters along the trajectory he had just walked, and his body was turned upside down, dying.

"Ah, blood, it's splashed out."

"What's the matter with the mayor being killed all of a sudden? I'll let the editor..."

"Little brother, go back and shut their mouths."

"Roar (okay)."

Chapter 360: The Dead Mayor

When GG's mayor's body stopped within ten lines of his appearance, the expressions of all the townspeople froze for a moment.

In the eyes of these townspeople, the wise and prudent mayor, Makati, is their only hope of surviving from the clutches of the Nossus caravan. There was a tinge of complaints about the hard work, however, he was dead now, shot to death by these twisted and weird looking outsiders.

The amount of information generated at this moment almost caused the brains of all the onlookers to shut down in an instant. Only Lucian reacted immediately and pulled out the double guns at his waist, but he did not aim them at Mo Lan and the others. The man's head just arched his body guardedly, and said to Mo Lan in a deep voice, "Do you have any explanation for this shot?"

Lucian is a sheriff who has lived in both the old and the new west for several years. He has seen more strange things in his life than all the people in the town put together. He is suspicious and vigilant about everything. This wild land taught him the most. important stuff.

Before the townspeople reacted and their emotions erupted, Mo Lan pointed the pliers in the direction where the mayor and the others had come. The townspeople subconsciously turned their gazes there, and found that an extremely weird man with a box was coming from that direction. man.

Extremely weird does not refer to the appearance of this person, he is just an ordinary person with sound limbs and no appearance. Most of the townspeople present have seen him. This person is the assistant of the mayor, Mr. Makati. I know a good young man.

The word "weird" refers to his behavior. At this moment, he is holding an iron box and walking towards the crowd with an extremely weird posture. Every step he takes, he lifts his legs high, and he does not seem to be able to maintain a balanced walking posture at all. .

But he kept his balance, and walked over at a high speed, his face full of horror, it seemed that this was not his intention, but something controlled him, pulling him here like a marionette.

The little girl behind Mo Lan looked at the assistant, her fingers waving rapidly.

【Puppet Spider】

This weird scene, coupled with the ferocious fire dragon (referring to the little brother) and the terrifying alloy war beast (referring to the little old car) next to Mo Lan, successfully calmed down the people who had just experienced the pain of losing the mayor, and waited for the event subsequent development.

When the assistant stood at the right time, Yazi temporarily released him from the confinement. The assistant's already weak legs collapsed in an instant, and he sat slumped on the ground. The iron box in his hand rolled away, and the documents inside were scattered.

"Is any of you literate?" Mo Lan asked.

"I can."

"My mother went to mission school and she taught me."

After a moment of hesitation, Lucian and the bartender behind Mo Lan raised their hands at the same time.

"Okay, then let the two of you read those documents by yourself."

Seeing this, the two picked up the documents that fell out of the iron box from the ground, and each of them started to read them quickly.

"This is the document that my little girl found in the secret room of your mayor's house. I have confirmed it with the assistant. It is absolutely true."

Seeing the increasingly serious faces of Lucian and the bartender, Mo Lan casually added something.

After the two finished reading their own copy and exchanged readings again, Lucian put down the document silently, while the bartender slumped on the ground, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.

"...What's written on it?"

A bystander swallowed and asked carefully.

"Let the young man tell the story, this is your local." Lucian said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, the pale-faced bartender took a deep breath and spoke slowly:

"This is the mayor of Makati, the transaction records of several surrounding towns and the Nosus caravan, as well as the list of evidence of major crimes committed by the Nosus caravan among several mayors of neighboring towns."

As soon as these words came out, some of the onlookers felt that there was a thunderbolt from the blue sky, while the other part of the people looked confused and didn't understand what happened.

"To put it simply." Mo Lan followed the bartender and explained: "The evidence shows one thing. Your beloved mayor, Makati, has actually maintained a very close relationship with the Nossus caravan."

"Makati took advantage of the position of the mayor to assist the Nosas caravan [trade] to take away most of the arms in your town for profit. Go to the designated place and be conveniently robbed by the Nossus caravan in exchange for money and personal safety."

"This is impossible!" A townsman shouted excitedly, but he realized something in the next second. Thinking of everything that happened in the past, he suddenly felt that many things were really suspicious.

The somewhat far-fetched reasons for the maintenance and confiscation of weapons, the caravans that have not returned many times, the police officers who have failed to achieve actual results every time... They looked at the assistant sitting in the center of the crowd, who nodded in despair, as if He admitted his identity as an accomplice.

"Mr. Assistant has already revealed everything through our friendly communication. If there are other literate friends in the town, they can also confirm it. If you want to go to the secret room to see Mr. Mayor's private collection, we also welcome it. "

"But, isn't that right?" The bartender sitting on the ground yelled, "Why did the mayor keep these evidences on purpose? Shouldn't it be destroyed with all our strength? And what's the benefit of doing these things to the mayor? The day after tomorrow The soul-eating sandstorm and the caravan are coming, and the mayor can't escape!"

"Please ask the assistant to add this matter."

Hearing this, Mo Lan looked at the assistant. The assistant's body trembled, and she wanted to keep silent, but at this moment, her neck began to twist to one side involuntarily.

Seeing this, he could only scream and said dejectedly:

"The mayor and I have already tried to prepare the visas for entering the wall. We plan to escape this place with the gold bars and banknotes we earned tonight and settle inside the high wall. These documents are prepared to be encountered when the time comes. The problem is that the caravan and neighboring towns can all be offered up in exchange for free chips. In the federation, the upper echelon welcomes this way of escaping crimes."

"Since when did the mayor have this idea?" A bystander asked unrelentingly, "When did he change his mind?"