Chapter 8: The mayor's face is a little purple ()

"That direction is, yes..."

"Quick, hurry!"

The explosion woke the entire Denver from its sleep, and everyone was panicked... Among them, Borg and others were the most anxious because the explosion occurred was the direction of the police station.

Although it is not certain that the explosion happened at the police station, Borg dared not gamble. Moreover, with such a huge explosion, as the sheriff, he must arrive at the scene as soon as possible, otherwise the citizens of Denver might tear him to pieces! What a huge explosion this was, accompanied by fire... It is approaching winter now, and if all this cannot be handled in the shortest time, it is very likely that it would be a huge fire.

"Damn guy, if I let me know who did it, I will definitely let him know what hell is like!" Borg ran back while resenting. He hated why he didn't ride a horse when he came out. No matter what, riding a horse could be at least faster.

"Can someone accidentally ignite the gunpowder?" Weir followed Borg tightly and asked while running. Although he was not as anxious as Borg, he was also a little nervous.

"How do I know?" Borg shouted in anger, his feet getting faster and faster.

"God!"

Hurry up, and after about ten minutes, Borg finally arrived at the scene, and at the same time, the bad premonition was finally fulfilled... The police station, where he usually gathered with his subordinates, drunkenly and imprisoned yellow people to "play" has become a sea of ​​fire. The red flames kept rising, making the sky red. Not only that, the fire also spread to some surrounding buildings, and some affected Denver citizens were shouting to put out the fire... But in such a short time, where can I go to find water? Denver now has no wells, only two rivers on the side of the city!

"Where is Jack? And Fry, Carden, and the others?" Following Borg to the fire, Weir first glanced at the sky-sky flames, and then shouted loudly.

"How do I know? These damn gangs... they are all staying in the police station, why did things turn like this?" Borg shouted in anger. He turned around and saw dozens of police officers running back. Seeing these people gathered behind him and just watching the fire, he was furious again: "What are you still standing here? Damn... Go and find a bucket and call a fire brigade. Do you want to sleep in the streets from now on?"

"Yes, sheriff!" Everyone then realized and hurriedly scattered. Some went to find something to put out the fire, while others ran towards the fire brigade.

"Bang……"

"What sound?" Weir was about to leave, but suddenly stopped, erected his ears around him, and did not hear any similar movements of chest, and asked around him.

"What sound? Why don't you go quickly?" Borg was in a hurry, and he was angry again when he heard this. He raised his leg and kicked him: "Get out!"

Things continued to develop. After the fire brigade arrived, the fire in the police station was finally under control. However, although the fire seemed to have passed, looking at the police station that had been burned into ruins, Borg was crying without tears. His green ghost eyes were blazing out with fire, and he gritted his teeth as if he wanted to choose someone to eat. Faced with such a sheriff, Vill and others obediently avoided the side and did not dare to say anything more. They were all Borg's subordinates, and they all knew why the sheriff was so angry.

Angry... If only one police station was burned, the sheriff would not feel anything. At most, it would be uncomfortable. After all, this is not the sheriff's personal property. If it is burned, the city government will just add funds to rebuild one. But, Borg is still a bachelor! What does this mean? This means that if this guy is fine, he usually lives in the police station... Of course, this is not a big deal. But the key is that all Borg's property is placed in a safe in the police station!

This was nothing.

Where can I be more secure than the police station? Even the bank's vault is not safe here. But now, a fire broke out in the police station... Borg has been a sheriff in Denver for several years. How much money did he save openly and secretly during this period? But the police all believe that this must be a huge amount.

"Jack, and Fry and the others? Have you found it?"

But Borg didn't know what his subordinates were thinking at this moment. Standing on the dark police station ruins, stepping on the beams with a few flames, he felt that his chest seemed to explode... although he tried hard to make his voice seem dull.

"Not found!" Weir glanced at his colleagues around him, and finally stood up with a tough bullet: "There was no body at the scene!"

"Not only the bodies of no one, there are not even the bodies of horses! Moreover, we did not find any traces of guns and ammunition..." Fire chief Marley glanced at Borg gloatedly, "Originally, when I heard a fire in the police station, I was still worried about whether gunpowder explosions would occur during the firefighting process, or even the fire of the guns would hurt people. But now I have to admire you, Sheriff Borg, you are indeed more suitable for the position of sheriff than me... You are so good at managing the gunpowder and gunpowder in the police station! Do you know? If this happens in other areas, our firefighters may suffer casualties... But now we are all intact! So, you are really great!... But, I still don't understand a little, you can manage guns and gunpowder well, why are those horses gone? Could it be that they have been frightened and ran away?"

"Enough!" Borg yelled. Of course he knew what this guy who once competed for the sheriff's seat was thinking... Isn't it just a joke that he didn't know how to manage his subordinates, causing his subordinates to take the opportunity to sweep away all his property when he led a large number of people away from the police station?

"Okay, enough is enough! Good luck, friend! Hahaha..." Mare waved his hand and walked away with a laugh.

"Sheriff..." Weir stepped forward to persuade him, but looking at Borg's red green eyes, he wisely chose to stop.

"Time hasn't passed too long, so those guys must not run far!" Borg gritted his teeth and looked ferocious. "Go and find me a horse immediately, and then we'll catch up with them. I'll throw them all into the cesspool and drown..."

"Who do you want to drown?"

"Drowned you group of people, huddles... city, mayor?"

It was as if a basin of cold water poured down. Borg looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him in shock... His immediate boss, Denver Mayor Miles Charlotte! But this was not the most surprising thing about him. A fire broke out in the police station. The city itself was not very big. As the mayor, it was nothing to come to see it in person. What really surprised him was that there were three people following behind the mayor, and he knew all three of them: Jack, Fley, and Ka

Deng! It was the three "suspects" who were just planning to arrest him, suspected of creating an explosion, burning the police station, and extremely hatefully stolen his private property! Of course, these three guys were still police officers under his command! But this was still nothing. What really surprised him was that these three guys were all naked... unclothed! They were just surrounded by a curtain-like scarf around their waists, trembling in the cold wind at night!

"Sir Borg, I want to know, what are you doing tonight?"

Mayor Charlotte ignored Borg's expression of anger first, then shocked. He just took a few steps forward, walked to Borg, and asked in a cold voice. When he got closer, Borg noticed that the mayor's face seemed to have such a big piece of blue and purple...

"City, Mr. Mayor, the police station has... a fire broke out. We just saved the fire!" Borg replied stutteringly. He is the sheriff, with dozens of people and guns under his command, and has the power to enforce the law. He can be regarded as a domineering person in Denver. However, in this country where everyone has guns, although he is not bad, he can never compare with the mayor in front of him. Dozens of people and guns? If the mayor in front of him gets angry, he can directly call out hundreds of people. This is not a human being.

The staff at the police station! Moreover, Charlotte also controls nearly 30% of the companies in Denver City... They are powerful and rich, and a sheriff is a big deal in front of others? You can change a few at will! That is to say, Charlotte has been cultivating his character over the years, and insists on pretending to be a gentleman and educated politician in front of the citizens of Denver and want to enter the upper class. If it were more than ten years ago, this guy would be a complete bully who kills without blinking!

"Put the fire? Haha..." Charlotte gritted his teeth and laughed, "Why did the fire break out in the police station?"

"This, this...we are investigating!" Borg replied quickly.

"Inquiry?" Charlotte sneered again, "Sir Borg, it seems that you, the sheriff, is not very qualified. I, the mayor, already know the cause of the fire in the police station, but you, the sheriff, still know nothing about it... According to the procedures, you should have reported it to me, right?"

"You, you already know the cause of the fire?" Borg was shocked.
Chapter completed!