Chapter 1450 (1/2)

When Mandela was at a loss, there was a whistling wind overhead.

Mandela looked up suspiciously, but saw a dark shadow in the sky. The shadow flies from the top floor of one building to the top floor of another building. It looks very natural and unrestrained... If the shadow notices that there is a wall in front of him, it will be more natural and unrestrained.

Unfortunately, the shadow seemed to be looking back in a certain direction and didn't notice the wall in front of him.

When the shadow felt something wrong, it was too late.

There was a violent collision sound, and the shadow fell from the sky with countless falling bricks and debris, hitting the ground heavily.

The falling place happened to be the bend of the alley, not far from Mandela.

Mandela hesitated and went to the corner to see how the man who landed from the sky was.

But when she looked out, she saw the shadow standing steadily like no one else, but there was a big pit on the ground.

The shadow was turning his back to Mandela and muttering, ”it's not in line with my human aesthetics that he hit the wall again... If Fred knew, he would nag again. Well, no one should have noticed? Should he?”

When he was muttering, he seemed to feel something. He suddenly turned his head and looked into Mandela's eyes.

”There is really someone in this alley!”

Mandela looked at the man in front of him. He was tall and strong, with an ox horn helmet covering most of his face, wearing an open leather coat and showing his strong abdominal muscles. There is a faint totem on the body, with a wild primitive national style.

The most striking thing about this man is not the meandering ox horn helmet, but his left foot, which is empty and replaced by a sharp sickle.

Mandela can feel a sense of aggression just judging from his appearance.

Mandela unconsciously raised his vigilance to the highest level.

”Who are you? I don't seem to have seen you?” When tulas finished, he thought to himself that there were many people he had not seen, and he probably forgot even if he had seen them. This sentence was just a casual remark.

Mandela stepped back, his eyes cold: ”what are you going to do?”

Her voice is low and dumb, not ugly, but her tone is very cold. I'm afraid anyone will have a sense of infiltration.

Tulas scratched his head in doubt and listened to the man's tone... ”Don't you know me?”

Mandela's heart was awe inspiring. Is this man still a celebrity in this city?

Tulas looked at Mandela, his eyes changed, and there was a faint answer in his heart: ”are you new?”

Tulas is very confident that no one knows him in Chuxin City, and he has a great reputation. Those who don't know themselves are either blind or new. There are no blind people in Chuxin City, so there is only one possibility of new people.

”What does it have to do with you?” Mandela snorted coldly and stepped back to a safe distance. She is a newcomer and hasn't figured out the situation here. It's not very wise to rush into conflict with the ”local snake”. Moreover, she is not the queen of the dead who calls the wind and rain in the black forest, but an ordinary person. If she really fights, it must be her own loss.

Tulas didn't think so much. After judging that he was a new man, he was tolerant of Mandela's signs of resistance: ”it seems that you are indeed a new man. I am tulas, the Sheriff of Chuxin city. Since I met you, I naturally can't ignore you.”

Newcomer, Chuxin City, sheriff tulas... Mandela captures the key words here. They are all strange.

Where the hell is she?

Mandela frowned, took a few steps back again and said cautiously, ”where is Chuxin city and why am I here?”

”Well, you look as if you don't know anything. Didn't the person who led you tell you anything?” Tulas had some doubts. When other newcomers entered the city of first heart, Fred would say some information more or less. But this woman seems to know nothing?

What's going on? Fred's lazy?

Tulas's eyes lit up. If Fred was really lazy, does that mean he caught Fred's pigtail? Does that mean... He won't be prosecuted for damaging the wall and the ground this time?

Tulas looked happy: ”it doesn't matter if you don't know. Come with me first and I'll take you to register.”

Tulas stepped forward and tried to hold Mandela.

But Mandela's reaction was a step faster than him. She was always vigilant. Seeing that tulas seemed to move, she immediately turned and ran.

Mandela's reaction speed was very fast, but after all, she was just an ordinary person at this time, but her movement speed was much worse than that of tulas. She was caught by tulas just after running a few steps.

”Let go of your hand!” Mandela looked at tulas coldly and hated in her heart. Why is this body so weak?

Tulas ignored her and grabbed her and walked out of the alley: ”don't run around. If you meet that SABEL bastard who claims to be the captain of urban defense, you'll be finished.”

Tulas dragged Mandela and muttered bad words about SABEL.

Mandela's face was a little angry and red. He threw it hard. He even attacked tulas, but he still didn't break free from the shackles.

Perhaps Mandela struggled too hard. Tulas explained, ”don't worry, I'm a sheriff and won't do anything to you.”