Jerome, male, 27 years old, inhabitant of the northern part of the Central Continent, farming family, non-faithful, traditional evolutionary, 11% evolution......

Mu Yuqin recalled the information she had read this morning. This deputy head is not a resident of Silver City, nor does he have psykeric blood, so in terms of identity, there is no conflict with the Worm. As for loyalty, as long as the character is passable. As the commander of the regiment, it is impossible to require every subordinate to be loyal, otherwise there will be few people available. When the size of the team grows larger, it no longer depends on personal feelings, but on a reasonable distribution of benefits.

Thinking of this, Mu Yuqin nodded to Jerome and said that he would introduce a regiment leader to him in a few days. After receiving the reply, Jerome marched to thank him, then returned to the camp to gather his men, packed his bags, and prepared to be reorganized by the piano assistant.

At the same time, in the town of Tieshan in the Northern Wilderness Continent, which is tens of thousands of kilometers away, small shop owners are gathering on the side of the street to talk to each other and talk a lot. It was the middle of the afternoon, the sun was scorching the ground, and the shops made of iron sheets and wooden blocks were boiling hot, and the whole street was like a steamer.

However, even in such a high temperature, the small bosses were still red-faced and excited.

"Why did you come to collect protection money again today, and let people live?" The owner of the Western restaurant, Li Zhifan, shouted, and the expression on his face was like a wronged little daughter-in-law.

"Everyone said that they collect protection money twice a month, what kind of reason is this!" Cafe owner Wang Bingya echoed.

"If this continues, everyone will have no way to live, so let's think of ways and come up with ideas." Beibeilu, the old military doctor in the north of the town, shouted.

"So what? Can't we get into a fight with a rolling pin? Bar owner Huang Cilantro asked.

"Alas......" Wen Huojin, the owner of the bakery, and Mo Wei, the owner of the grain store, sighed and shook their heads at the same time.

"Jusang's old fritters have been forced away, what else can we do?" Master Ye from the electrical repair shop said.

"If Brother Tie is still here, he will definitely beat them to death!" Pan Zhuo, the owner of the grocery store, clenched his fists and said in a deep voice.

"Yes......" everyone echoed in unison.

"Didn't you often scold him secretly?" Xiao Yue, a postman who happened to be passing by, came over and asked curiously.

"Go, go, kid knows a fart." "Let's go, the hair hasn't grown, send your letter." "Go aside, what do little kids learn to talk to?" "Go back to your milk." Everyone pointed and scolded while spitting.

Just then, three tall travelers dressed in gray pullovers approached. Everyone turned their heads and stared at the visitor warily. After stopping, the leader of the traveler lifted his hood, revealing a slightly chubby face.

"A few friends, may I ask how the garrison of Iron Mountain Town is going?" The fat-faced traveler asked politely with a gentle smile on his face.

"I don't know." "I don't know." "I haven't heard of it." "We are all small businesses, and we don't know those who are in charge." "You ask me, who do I ask?" The crowd replied in a big voice. Their mentality is similar, don't think about asking for directions if you don't give money, this is the old rule of Iron Mountain Town.

Seeing this, the fat-faced traveler suddenly turned dark, raised his leg and stepped forward heavily! There was a muffled "bang", and the stones on the ground gave birth to a slight crack. Seeing that people were not easy to bully, everyone hurriedly stretched out their hands and pointed in the direction of the Tieshan Town garrison.

"Thank you." The fat-faced traveler said with his fists clenched, then put on his hood and walked in the direction everyone was pointing. Moments later, the trio arrived at the garrison's camp. The guards were informed, and they soon met the deputy captain of the garrison, Lao Di, in the office.

"My name is Porcupine, and they're Match and Tuobasan." After confirming the identity of the other party, the porcupine clenched his fists and said.

"Is there something wrong?" Lao Di touched his goatee and asked slowly. The porcupine then explained his intentions, and the former listened, and his body suddenly tilted, and he almost fell off his chair. After being stunned for a long time, Lao Di said with some embarrassment: "This is ...... Do you want to think about it in ......the long run?"

"This is a letter from our head of the regiment to you." The porcupine said as he took out the note and handed it to the old flute.

"Be careful"

Looking at the crooked four words on the note, Lao Di suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. Although these words were ugly, he could tell at a glance that they were the handwriting of iron slag. Every stroke of the word is very hard, and the strength comes out through the paper, but the force is very skillful, and the paper is not broken.

"Alas......" Looking at the note, Lao Di sighed helplessly and said, "You guys take a rest for a while, drink some tea, and I'll send someone to check on the situation." With that, he called the guards to pour tea and left the camp.

The three of them sat down without saying a word, and while waiting for the old flute, they did not make any extra movements except for drinking tea.

After about half an hour, Old Flute returns to the office and tells them that the sheriff and Blackfang are in the Home Council office. He then took a pen and paper from a drawer, sketched a simple sketch of the guild, marked their respective offices, and then drew two more portraits outlining the facial features of the sheriff and blackfang.

After seeing the target and location clearly, the porcupine nodded and quickly left with the two of them. It didn't take long for the three of them to walk into the office hall on the first floor of the Tieshan Town Autonomous Council. At this time, the hall was full of people, all busy with their own business.

The three of them lifted their hoods, looked calm, and walked up to the second floor without squinting. After confirming the ownership of the three offices, the porcupine pointed to the innermost door and ordered, "Match, you look at the black fangs." The tall, thin young man nodded, walked over and leaned sideways against the door frame.

"Tuoba San, you do it." The porcupine stood in front of the gate in the middle, commanding with a blank face.

"Okay." Tuoba San nodded in response,

"Action." With the order of the porcupine, both sides pushed the door at the same time.

Tuoba Trinity broke in first, only to see a middle-aged man and a girl wearing a miniskirt sitting on the sofa in the front hall. At this moment they were hugging each other, and when they saw someone recklessly breaking in, they immediately separated. The middle-aged man sat up straight, frowned, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?" Any idea what this place is? Know who I am? ”

"Who are you?" Tuoba San smiled and asked rhetorically.

"I'm the sheriff of the Iron Mountain Town Governing Association......"

Before the middle-aged man could finish speaking, Tuoba San rushed forward, grabbed his collar and threw him to the ground, and then smashed it down with a punch.

"Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-"

After a few punches, the sheriff of the Iron Mountain Town Autonomous Association was killed, and his head was smashed into a pile of paste. Looking at the bloody scene, the girl couldn't help but scream and ran outside in horror. The porcupine standing in the doorway leaned slightly sideways and let go of the girl who rushed out of the door.

After killing the sheriff, the two went to the side office. Blackfang was sitting at his desk, and Match was standing behind him, looking like a guard. However, the guard's duty is not to guard, but to watch.

"Ping Pong - Ding Bell Dong Long - Ping Pong - Ding Bell Dong Long - Ping Pong - Ding Bell Dong Long - Ping Pong Long - Ding Bell Dong Long - "

In this way, Black Fang was covered in a cold sweat and watched as two strong men smashed his office to pieces, leaving him not even a small teacup. Before leaving, the porcupine patted Blacktooth on the shoulder, smiled and handed over the note, and then left the council with matches and Tuoba San. As they walked through the hall on the first floor, the clerks looked at them dumbfounded. During this time, they were not hindered in any way, because the guards here were all removed by Lao Di.

Half an hour later, the three of them boarded the flying machine in the wasteland not far from Iron Mountain Town and left the Northern Wilderness......

Looking at the flying machines that gradually disappeared into the sky, the small bosses crowded on the streets talked a lot.

"These three people have the style of Brother Tie, just do it without saying a word." The grocery store owner lamented.

"Maybe the next sheriff will be even darker." The old driver, who was staying at the bar, gloated.

"You know a fart, it's hard to say whether the next sheriff dares to come." The owner of the western restaurant scolded.

"Where's your accommodation?" The bar owner asked lightly, and the old driver immediately closed his mouth and didn't dare to speak anymore.

"Who are they?" Master Ye, who repaired electrical appliances, asked.

"I just ran to the Autonomous Council to watch, and I heard from the clerks that the three of them saluted the statue of the Iron Old Man when they left." The owner of the coffee shop said.

"Really!" The bar owner asked, wide-eyed.

"Not only did he salute, but his expression was very solemn." The owner of the grain store added that he had just gone to watch with the owner of the café and collected a lot of gossip.

"Did you say that Brother Tie sent someone back to do it?" The old military doctor in Zhenbei guessed.

"It's impossible, he killed the nobles of Silver City, and now he must be chased all over the world." "Maybe your butt is smoking, so you can care about us." "It's hard to say, how powerful our Tie Ge is." "It makes sense, the little black face still has some means." "Haha, our little black face is quite powerful." The crowd splattered and discussed.

As he spoke, the bakery owner suddenly remembered some possibility, his face gradually turned white, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his big mouth opened and closed, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

"Wen Hawking, what's the matter with you? Uncomfortable? The old military doctor in Zhenbei noticed the change in the owner of the bakery and asked with a frown.

At this time, everyone fell silent and stared at the bakery owner together. The latter opened his mouth and said in a trembling voice: "You say, could it be that the old man of iron has appeared......"

The bakery's words were like a bombshell, which made everyone's hearts tremble, and their faces changed drastically. The lively scene suddenly froze, and for a while it was silent, so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard.

After a long time......

"How about we go burn some paper money?" In the silence, someone suddenly proposed.

"Our tradition there is not to burn paper money, but to order white candles." "Send paper flowers." "Get some weeds and put them on the side." "We're all wreaths over there." "There are no flowers here." "Paper flowers are fine." "It's been a long time since it's been smeared, it's all dust." "The grocery store owner has a new towel, don't use a rag." "Bread, I'll go back and make a piece of undead cheese bread." "Paper money, whoever wants to burn paper money will sign up."

Everyone began to talk about it, and the street corner returned to its usual liveliness......