At night, South Los became quiet and noisy.

For the next day's food, the poor people in the Qingcheng District, the Old Town, the Duo District, and the Dock District went to bed early.

But the banquets and salons of the rich in the Shire are brightly lit, with the melodious sound of musical instruments, pleasant singing, and the smell of food wafting with the night breeze.

Joseph tightened his coat and took Johnny to easily avoid the patrolman on West Merk Avenue and turn into Kirk Street.

And, it didn't take long to find 2 Kirk Street, where the target was located.

After all, everything here was all too familiar to Joseph, a Shire police officer.

Not only does he patrol the neighborhood on a daily basis, but he has been preparing for it since the afternoon.

Sheriff Lauke of the Shire District is dead.

His immediate boss died here.

How could he not care?

It's not that he and Lauke have a good relationship.

In normal terms, it is a regular filial piety and a business-like relationship between superiors and subordinates, but at this time, he must stand up and kill the guy who killed Sheriff Lauke - not only to maintain the due majesty of the sheriff, but also to clear his body of responsibility.

He swears he only slipped in by accident.

Definitely not intentionally!

Afterwards, the gun also accidentally misfired, and the lady was shot.

Definitely not intentionally!

There are more than ten witnesses to prove this.

Unfortunately, his superiors needed stronger proof.

For example: take out Arthur.

This kind of thing has been done more than once by his colleagues, but this is the first time Joseph has done it.

So, to be on the safe side, he called for Johnny Goldfinger on the street.

He needed to take out the target as quietly as possible.

It's better to be unaware.

Joseph waved at Johnny.

Jonny immediately pulled out his tools from his pocket to unlock the lock.

"Hurry up!"

Joseph counted the time when the next wave of patrolmen would pass by, and urged in a low voice.

Although Joseph was sure that tonight's patrol officer was his own, he didn't want to be seen as 'useless'.

You know, he proves himself, not only to prove his innocence, but also to prove that he can be qualified for a higher position.

Why his boss did this, Joseph, who is not stupid, knows clearly.

For the sheriff's position!

If his boss becomes the sheriff of the Shire district, then as long as he proves himself, he can naturally be promoted one step higher.

A second-class constable may not be qualified, but a third-class constable is certainly fine.

By that time, he would be able to lead at least a small group.

And, of course, he also had to send a 'sincere apology' to the lady's family, just as he had accidentally slipped in and pulled the trigger.

"Okay, right away!"

Jonny, who is quite famous in the Golden Finger Circle near West Merk Avenue, Kirk Street, and Dahl Lane, naturally has a craft that matches his reputation.

In less than twenty seconds, the gate of 2 Kirk Street was opened.

"You see, it's actually not that hard, of course, it's just for me, if it's someone else...... Well?! ”

With a smile on his face, Johnny showed off his craft to Joseph on the side.

However, before the words could be finished, a fire bolt was pressed against the door of the head.

Joseph on the side raised his hands high and said continuously.

"Wait, that's a mistake......"

Bang! Bang!

Without any nonsense, Arthur pulled the trigger.

The projectile made a large hole in the heads of the two uninvited guests.

As blood flew, two bodies fell to the ground.

Arthur, on the other hand, methodically pulled out the paper-wrapped gunpowder and projectiles from his apron pocket and began to reload them - he knew that the 'little troubles' were not over.

When he took out the sheriff Lauk, Arthur knew that he would encounter such a 'little trouble'.

How can a group of guys vying for the position of Sheriff of the Shire be more convincing?

Naturally, kill him, the 'murderer'!

Kill him in the roughest and most direct way!

Arthur had expected this, and he didn't hate it.

Because, through this, he was able to gain more XP.

But habitually cautious, Arthur also made corresponding arrangements.

For example: the appointment with the young journalist.

'Was you coerced and lured by your boss to kill me?' ’

Or was he blinded by greed and went straight to the end? ’

Arthur looked at the two corpses on the ground as he reloaded.

He prefers the former.

Of course, if it was the latter, he would be quite happy.

Because, who doesn't love a stupid opponent?

Moreover, if he really wants to take out a contender for the position of Sheriff of the Shire, he will definitely be able to gain more XP than expected.

You must know that the person who can compete for the position of district sheriff in South Los is needless to say.

Traditional aristocrats aside, they were also pioneers or wealthy people.

As for the poor?

No kidding.

Poor, simply not qualified.

Not to mention the position of Sheriff of the Shire, the richest of the five districts of South Los!

The average wealthy person is not qualified.

Arthur thought to himself, holding the reloaded gun upright, and the whole person walked out of the room and into the courtyard.

He didn't want blood to be spilled inside 2 Kirk Street.

Because, that would make it too much trouble for him to clean up.

As for hiring people?

There are so many things at 2 Kirk Street that he can't see the light, and it's doomed that he needs to do it himself.

Relying on the talent [Dark Snake. The [Shadow Collection] effect brought by the remnants, Arthur's whole person seemed to melt into the night.

He stood in the shadows, squinting at the two patrolmen who had clearly defied the speed of the police and arrived at the scene quickly.

"It's Joseph!"

"Humph, rubbish!"

The door was not closed, and the light revealed from the inside allowed the two patrolmen to see the corpses on the ground at a glance, and after hearing the words of the two patrolmen, Arthur pointed the muzzle of the gun at the two and pulled the trigger.

Bang! Bang!

The two men who were shot fell straight to the ground.

Placing the firearm back into the room, Arthur pulled out the explosives hidden in the dark compartment.

Instead of igniting the explosives at the first time, he moved the corpse to make sure that it would not affect No. 2 Kirk Street, and then Arthur lit the bundled six explosives and threw them on the corpse.

Arthur walked back to his room and closed the door.

The whole process is fast and discreet.

Although Arthur believed that his neighbors would ensure that curiosity would not kill him even if they heard the gunshots, he was still careful enough.

Outside the door –

Rumble!

In the loud explosion, not only did the corpse fall apart and fly high, but the remaining traces were destroyed.

"What's going on?"

"Why are there gunshots and explosions?"

There was a supposed commotion all around, and the previous gunfire had already attracted people on Kirk Street, but they did not go out because the situation was unknown.

But the movement of the explosion was too great.

A few minutes passed, and finally someone couldn't help it, and with courage, he carefully opened the door with a firecracker.

And someone took the lead, and more people opened the door.

Through the peephole, Arthur saw that his neighbors were the first to gather.

But Arthur didn't open the door right away, but looked for the person he had promised.

When he saw the familiar figure, Arthur opened the door directly.

The next moment, the young reporter Scott had already rushed to him with a pen and paper and shouted-

"Lord Krados, have you been retaliated against for exposing Sheriff Laurke as an 'axe killer'?"

Suddenly, the chaotic crowd around them fell silent.