According to Laifu's thoughts, he absolutely does not want his sister to get together with this little golden python. It is too dangerous. If the little golden python gets angry one day and swallows Su Xiaojiu with his mouth, it will probably leave a psychological shadow.

of.

But he couldn't find a reason to refute it.

After all, it is just a wolf and has no right to interfere with the legitimate friendship between Nicole and Su Xiaojiu.

After agreeing, Laifu continued to cause trouble with the two monsters. Later, in order to avoid encountering the law enforcement team again, Su Mo had to send out trustworthy people to investigate and watch.

He can trust most of the people he trusts, including those under the Blood Flag, but the ones who can trust him the most must be Tian Dazhuang.

One is watching the station, the other is watching the city gate, and the third is the front station. The remaining one, Yunfei, has never been afraid of death, or in other words, he habitually wants to kill himself. This is the case in reality, and it is even worse in the game.

He actually followed the members of the law enforcement group with great interest, so that Su Mo would know wherever the two big guys from the law enforcement group chased them.

They can't talk to Laifu, but they can send messages to the guild channel.

The guild warehouse has a page dedicated to recording guild chats so that guild members can check the records after they go online. Laifu would open the records every now and then, and he would know Smollett Brandon's whereabouts very well.

After struggling like this for three or four days, I even went to visit the Tongtian Demon Pagoda on the way.

Count Dracula finally chose to take action against Smollett Brandon. His old injuries seemed to be almost healed. It was probably not serious. It was also possible that the game automatically accelerated the process. Otherwise, it would have taken him a year and a half to recover.

, the masked weirdo can’t stand it any longer.

Although the northern part of the Federation is vast and sparsely populated, there are still many experts.

Most of these masters were concentrated in big cities and garrison areas. Now that the law enforcement regiments were exhausted, Smollett Brandon issued an order, ordering the Northern Army to deploy troops to garrison in the small towns below.

Towns that originally had only a dozen or so garrison troops now have hundreds of soldiers, many of whom are experts at level 40 or 50.

On this day, Count Dracula appeared in front of Su Mo.

It was Su Mo, not Laifu. It was impossible for Su Mo to let Count Dracula know the identities of the three masked weirdos who had been causing trouble these past few days.

"Sir, Smollett is still in the north, my mission is completed." Su Mo commended himself.

If you have merit, you must mention it, and for example, let the NPC know how hard you have worked to complete the task, otherwise the NPC is likely to issue rewards according to the minimum standards.

"You did a great job, better than I thought." Count Dracula felt helpless.

An adventurer like Su Mo, in his original plan, was just a cannon fodder, a messenger delivering messages. However, this cannon fodder could repeatedly create miracles for him.

Not only was the message delivered flawlessly, it also helped him find two potentially powerful allies.

Now, he is dragging Smollett Brandon to the north, and that guy probably still doesn't know why Su Mo is so mysterious and causing trouble everywhere.

Originally, he was just asked to create a little chaos, but now the whole north is almost in chaos.

Not only was Smollett Brandon left in the north, but he was also disgraced. After all, with three thousand law enforcement officers and the entire Northern Army at his disposal, he didn't even touch a hair on the masked monster's leg.

And the masked weirdos didn't just leave in a flash, they were really burning, killing and looting.

"We dispatched a lot of people this time, and they all contributed a lot..." If the mission reward could allow him to upgrade to the third level, then he would rather divide the experience equally among his brothers.

"No, no," upon hearing this, Dracula immediately shook his head and said, "Only you and I know about this matter. You won't talk about me to others, right?"

"Of course not. You know this, I know it, and Mr. Santos." Su Mo said quickly.

Although his current comrade is very strong, he is obviously too cautious. This can be seen from the fact that he needed to recover from his injuries for several days before running back to kill Smollett. If Su Mo was in this position, he would

He would lurk at the crime scene and wait for Smollett to rush over to carry out a sneak attack.

A person who has received the news has traveled a long way, and the carriage and horse are so tiring that he may not even bring many guards.

Waiting for an opportunity, what a great opportunity, but it's a pity that this old guy is too precious about his life.

"What are your thoughts on hunting down Smollett Brandon this time?" Su Mo did things well, and Dracula began to rely more on him without realizing it.

Working with NPCs to plan big things, it's a weird thing to play this game.

But Su Mo didn't feel anything was wrong at all, and thought seriously: "We might as well do more things to attract the attention of the law enforcement team, and then take advantage of the chaos to make a surprise attack."

"Okay, I'll do as you said, go ahead and make arrangements." Count Dracula thought for a moment and accepted Su Mo's suggestion.

In fact, at their level, ordinary fish wouldn't take it seriously at all. It didn't matter whether there were more or less people around Smollett Brandon. Most people who really got involved were just seeking death.

Su Mo started making arrangements with great interest.

His brothers once again came into play. In the past few days, no player dared to yell at the masked monster to kill him.

Nicole and Pease taught them the principles of life.

The principle of life is very false - don't get along with monsters, otherwise you will definitely lose your life and equipment. The page of the bloody battle flag belongs to Su Mo's warehouse, which is filled with the burial objects of players who do not believe in evil.

After the hard work in the past few days, Smollett Brandon's nerves have become a little numb.

These scumbags who can't get on the stage don't dare to confront him head-on, and they don't even dare to harass him in larger towns.

On this day, it was still the same as usual. Smollett Brandon listened lazily to the report of his subordinates, saying what evil deeds the masked weirdo had done, how much local damage had been caused, and how many personnel battles had occurred.

die.

However, there is something different, that is, incidents happened in multiple places at the same time today.

Arrogant, too arrogant!

If Smollett Brandon can endure it, then he will no longer be the second most powerful person in the federal law enforcement team, but the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle with a green head.

"Let's go, each of us will take a team of people, rush to the scene quickly, and chase them. We must catch a few masked weirdos."

The order was issued, and the accompanying 3,000 elite law enforcement regiments were divided into dozens of waves. Some went to the scene to track the incident, while others went to ambush in towns where chaos might occur. As long as one or two masked weirdos could be captured alive, the law enforcement regiment would

The torture experts have plenty of ways to make them talk.
Chapter completed!