Super Trick or Treat System

Vincent Grande came to investigate everywhere, but rarely knew enough information to arrest him. The situation became unpleasant. The superior has always been a friendly place to live, everyone knows other people, at least to say hello, but now there are doubts and fears, let alone getting colder and famine.

Therefore, when the mayor Hector Sivik announced a mass meeting in the town square, everyone was excited about it. The bonfire was lit, and the review desk used for the annual "Founders' Day" parade was pulled out as a platform for speakers.

late. The crowd was bound in the cold, stepping on their feet, and shouting when they first arrived. When the mayor climbed onto the platform, there was a moderate cheer.

He began to say: "comrades", then stopped to search for his coat pockets.

"Well," he continued, "I think I put the speech in my pocket. It's too cold to find it. Anyway, I know what it says."

This brought some laughter. Lee Bad Kot stood on the edge of the crowd, watching the people around him. Most of them don't know anything about them, as if they are not satisfied with more speeches.

Sivik said: "I will not let you catch the cold and tell you what you already know-how our food supply is reduced, how we consume coal and fuel oil stocks without the hope of immediate replacement-everything you know."

"We will, Hector." someone shouted.

"Yes; so, as I said, I won't talk about the problem. We don't need words, we need to take action."

He stopped, as if expecting cheers or applause, but the crowd was just waiting for him to move on.

Chiwick said: "If Superior is hit by a flood or a tornado, we can ask the Red Cross, the state or the federal government for help. However, we have suffered even greater misfortune, the embrace and pounce of Mother Earth -"

"Oh, come on, Hector," an old woman said. "We are freezing more and more."

Siwick said, "I'm sorry about that, Mrs. Potts." "You should go home in a warm place."

"We ran out of coal in the stove, and now we ran out of logs. Are you planning to do something about it?"

"I will tell you what I am going to do, Mrs. Pozzi, for you and all the other wonderful people here tonight. We will stop such criminals who have never been before. We will make them proud The place has changed. You can say that you have risen to a new status. Now, we are more than just a town. We are free, not only separated from Ohio, but also separated from the United States.

"We are a sovereign country and a sovereign country. We need new ways to deal with new conditions and restore law and order to ensure that conditions are provided for all our subjects, including our citizens."

When approaching his point of view, the crowd became quiet.

"For that noble purpose," Sivik continued, "I dedicate myself, and I took this important step to declare the existence of the superior kingdom." He paused and took a deep breath, "and declared himself As the first king."

He stopped. His speech brought him to a climax, and he didn't know where to go from there. Maybe he hoped the cheers would take him away, but no one came. Except for the crackling of the campfire, people were completely silent.

But after a while, the footsteps flicked, whispering noise. Then he made a low yell and a cat cry.

"King Hector first!" someone shouted. "Long live the emperor!"

These words could have made people happy, but the tone was all wrong.

"Where is Hector's crown?" someone cried. "Hey, Jack, did you forget to bring the crown?"

"Yes." Jack said. "I forgot. But I tied a rope to the truck. We can raise him like that."

Jack was obviously joking, but a group of people pushed to the platform in another part of the crowd. One of them said: "Yes, tie him up."

A woman behind the crowd screamed. Two shaggy figures about five feet tall appeared in the darkness. They are like kangaroos with long tails. No one tried to stop them, these creatures reached the platform and pulled Hector down. They put him between them, now their path is clear, and they start to jump away.

When they reached the edge of the square, their hops grew longer. When they disappeared in the direction of Beihu, their leap became amazing, and he was almost like one of them in his heavy coat.

Lee Bad Kot can't tell if these creatures have kidnapped or rescued him.

Eight

Judge Helms’ court convened at 10:00 a.m. Hectorov Sivik had not been found

Joe Neggs was there, wearing a new suit, looking confident. His ally, Hank Stacey, was clearly trying to achieve the same goal, but without success. Their lawyer Jerry Lynch is talking to Ed Clark.

Lee Bad Kot took a seat reserved for him by an editor. Come in and sit next to him. She told him: "I cut the sociology course." "Did anyone find it?"

"No," Li Hao said. "Who gave him the idea of ​​that liar?"

"Since he ran for the state legislature, he has always had big ideas. He was licked at that time, but this was the first time he was kidnapped. Or should he be kidnapped? Poor Hector. I shouldn't be. This is a joke."

Judge Helms, who is truly the Justice of Peace, came in through a side door, and the clerk knocked the gavel sharply. But the affairs of the court did not begin immediately. Someone rushed in from the street and shouted:

The man behind the room rushed out to take a look. After a while, they squeezed back behind Hector Sivik's grand entrance.

"Oh, no," Aris said. "Don't tell me he did it this time!"

Wearing royal clothing. He walked the aisle with dignity, with a rhubarb robe on his shoulders, a crown on his head, and a stick in his right hand.

He nodded softly to him. "Good morning, judge," he said. He said to the clerk, "Frankly, please see our horse, okay?"

"Horse?" the clerk said with a wink.

Patiently said: "Our royal coach is not here, the horse needs to participate." "You don't think the king will go, do you?"

The clerk walked out in confusion. Judge Helms took off his little mouth and looked at the poison in Hectork Siwick's painting.

"What is this, Hector?" he asked. "You are not serious about that king's business, are you? Nice to see you come back safely."

Sivik said: "We hope the judge will get it resolved for the first time." "After that, you can call us."

"Us?" the judge asked. "anyone there?"

"The royal family \'us\'," Sivik said. "I see that I have to make a statement about the proper address form. I mean, we have to do this. It takes a while to get used to, doesn't it?"

The judge agreed: "quite". "But now, if you don't mind, the court is in session and is hearing the case. Assuming you make the royal family feel at ease, we will continue to deal with it-my clerk from the royal horse."

The clerk came back and whispered in the judge's ear. Helms looked at Sivek and shook his head. "Six of them, aren't they? I'll look at it later. Now there is a bank robbery on the calendar."

"He's back! He's back!"

If you like the best trick or treat system, please collect it: (readwn.com) The best trick or treat system has the fastest literary update.