McAllen, the sheriff of Luoye Town, led two subordinates to shuttle through the woods outside Luoye Town, searching for thieves who were stealing fur shops.

As a town sheriff, McAllen's daily work is still very leisurely. The public security situation in Luoye Town is quite good. There are few criminal cases. At most, it is a small matter such as fighting. McAllen has long been used to this slow-paced and stable life, and occasionally wanders around the town to deal with some trivial matters.

When McAllen received a report that someone was stealing in broad daylight in fur, McAllen was also wondering if his ears were wrong. After all, there has been no such "bad" case of burglary in Luoye Town for many years.

Sheriff McAllen took two subordinates to hunt down the thief. It was said that this was not an easy job, but the thief was also a half-baked person. He left many clues on the way to escape, such as the stolen fur rubbed against the branch, or a piece of fur accidentally fell to the ground. With these traces, McAllen really found the trace of the thief.

"Stop, don't run, I'm the sheriff of Luoye Town!" McAllen shouted at the thief in the distance, but the thief seemed to be very good at flying skills, but he was extremely fast. He threw away McAllen after a few jumps, and was about to disappear into the bushes.

McAllen flew over a bush, and there was no trace of the thief in his sight, and on the horizon in the distance, a simple wooden house stood there.

"I remember that wooden house was once the site of lumberjacks, but it was abandoned. I guess the thief might have hid there and go up and take a look!" After McAllen said that, he rushed towards the wooden house with the two men.

Suddenly, McAllen sensed a wave of magic, and he stopped suddenly: "There is a wave of magic, and someone uses magic inside to prepare for battle."

The two subordinates immediately made a fighting posture, while McAllen shouted to the wooden house: "I am the sheriff of Luoye Town, the people in the house will come out immediately!"

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"Then how much do you remember?" President Horton looked at Peter with a cold expression.

Peter was always in a state of complacency after revenge, and it was not until this time that he realized the seriousness of the problem.

In order to get the resin alchemy formula, the Holden Chamber of Commerce did not hesitate to be a kidnapper, and even used a great magician. Now that President Holden has obtained the resin alchemy formula, how can he share this formula with others!

Just now, when Phil described the alchemy formula twice, Peter was also present and heard the alchemy formula. At this time, this alchemy formula became the sword on Peter's head and could fall down at any time.

After understanding this, Peter fell into fear in an instant. He stuttered and replied, "I didn't actually hear that alchemy recipe clearly. Moreover, I have a very poor memory. The alchemy recipe is so complicated that I can't remember it even if I hear it clearly."

President Horton sneered: "How do I know if what you said is true? What if you are the kind of person who can never forget it?"

"I'm telling the truth, you can use honest truth to me!" Peter said immediately.

"I don't think it's so troublesome. If it's a dead person, you will never say the formula. What's more, a kidnapper is needed here, right?" President Horton paused and continued:

"You have a conflict with Phil, you hold a grudge against Phil, so you kidnapped Phil here and killed him, and then you worry about being sanctioned, so you committed suicide for fear of guilt, and that's what happened in this room today."

"President Holden, I am loyal to you. You can't treat me like this!" Peter screamed in horror.

President Horton ignored Peter and said to himself: "Actually, when you returned to the royal city to look for me a few days ago, you should have died. The Chamber of Commerce you caused heavy losses. I can't let you continue to live. Do you know why I didn't kill you at that time? You don't really think that without you, I wouldn't have caught anyone?"

"You had already planned to let me be your scapegoat at that time?" Peter finally understood.

"You are right. You were left with your life at that time. Now you can die!"

As soon as President Horton's voice fell, a burst of shouts suddenly sounded outside the air-flowing window:

"Stop, don't run away, I'm the sheriff of Luoye Town!"

The next moment, President Horton's men pushed the door and came in: "President, someone is approaching, it seems to be the sheriff of Luoye Town."

"Why is the sheriff coming? It's bad if they block it." President Horton said subconsciously.

Peter seemed to have found a savior. He quickly ran to the window and wanted to break out. As long as he could be seen by the sheriff, he could save his life.

"Spit!" After the hoarse voice sounded, Peter felt as if his head was hit hard, and then he fell to the ground.

"You still want to run away in front of me? You look down on me too much." The hoarse voice of the great magician Andrew rang in Peter's ears. Peter knew that it was Andrew who took action.

"Uncle, don't waste your time, hurry up and make it happen," said President Horton.

"No problem." The great magician Andrew raised the wand in his hand and pointed it at Peter, then began to chant.

Peter could not hear Andrew's chant clearly, but Peter could clearly feel that he gradually lost control of his body.

The great magician Andrew waved the wand in his hand and continued to chant the spell in his mouth, while Peter's body began to move.

Peter slowly got up from the ground, picked up a broken wooden stick from the ground, and aimed it at his throat with the sharp side.

At this time, Peter still retained a trace of consciousness. He could see everything outside and hear all the sounds, but his body was no longer under his control.

This is the power of the great spiritual magician. For ordinary people like Peter, the great spiritual magician can completely control the other party's body and let him settle it.

Peter held the broken wooden stick in his hand and pointed it at his throat, and could stab it in the next second, and it was under the witness of Peter.

There is nothing more sad than watching yourself kill yourself!

Tears of despair flowed out of Peter's eyes, and regret had occupied his heart. If he had given up on revenge and found a place where no one was hiding with the money, he would not have ended today.

Peter wanted to make his last struggle, but in front of a great spiritual magician, everything was futile, and the broken wooden strips still stabbed Peter's throat.

"No...want!" Peter's wailing voice was like a rat's hissing, and this became Peter's last words.

Blood spurted out, Peter fell to the ground, and the magic fluctuations caused by Andrew's magic when he casts his magic also attracted the attention of the sheriff outside.

The sheriff's voice sounded again: "I am the sheriff of Luoye Town, the people in the house will come out immediately!"

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Chapter completed!