As soon as the crowd heard that the law enforcers were here, they immediately gave way.
David followed the voice and looked over.
He saw three men in black uniforms with the word âcentralâ printed on their chests walking over.
The three men were not very old. They looked only about thirty years old.
âWhatâs going on?â asked the man walking in front.
âMy Lord, we came to collect our property, but we were stopped by this family of three who threatened to hack us to death if we went in. You have to help us!â The leading member of Black Water said aggrievedly.
He did not dare to sbow the slightest arrogance in front of the law enforcers of the Central Sacred Continent.
The leading law enforcer glanced at the other party and ignored him.
Instead, he looked at the family of three standing at the entrance of the tavern and asked, âIs there anything we can do for you?â
Obviously, they also knew that Black Water did not have the best characters.
âMy Lord, these guys suddenly came to us with a contract of unknown authenticity. They claimed that my father has already mortgaged the tavern to them and that if we didnât pay back the money today, they will take away our tavern. Please help us, my Lord,â the young man said respectfully.
The leader of the law enforcers looked at the leader of Black Water again and asked, âWhere is the contract?â
âMy Lord, this is the contract signed between Black Water and the owner of this tavern, Mosi Allen.
Please have a look.â
After the other party finished speaking, he handed over the contract in his hand.
The law enforcer took it and looked at it seriously.
The contract was fine.
It all depended on whether it was signed and stamped by Mosi himself.
If so, the Allen family might lose this tavern.
As law enforcers, they would only follow the rules.
Even if they knew that Black Water was wicked, they could not do anything without evidence.
âWho is Mosi Allen to you?â The law enforcer asked.
âMy lord, heâs my father,â the young man replied.
âWhere is he?â
âI donât know. He hasnât come home for many days.â
âLook at this, is this contract signed by your father Mosi?â
The law enforcer handed the contract to the young man. The other party took a look.
It was indeed his fatherâs signature, but he could not admit it.
If he did, the tavern would go to Black Water if he could not pay up today.
Then the three of them would sleep on the streets tonight.
He said, âMy Lord, the signature is a bit similar. As for whether it is true or not, I donât dare to confirm it.
I can only ask my father after he comes home.â
âYour plan is pretty good, kid. If your father doesnât come home, doesnât it mean that we will never be able to get this tavern?â Asked the leader of Black Water.
âThen what can we do? You canât just come up with a contract and force us to trust you, right? There are too many people who can imitate handwriting.â
The three law enforcers also frowned.
The person involved was not here, so it was really hard to decide.
In reality, they also know that this contract had a high probability of beingnuinegeb.
After all, they had never encountered such a situation where someone barged into the other partyâs door with a fake contract to demand the arrears.
Contract fraud was a serious crime in the Central Sacred Continent.
This was the trading center of the entire Star Kingdom, and countless transactions were conducted here every day.
If everyone was lying, how could they manage the situation?
Therefore, contract management was very strict on the Central Sacred Continent and no one would dare forge contracts.
âSince the person involved was not here, then all of you should go back with me. We can just find Mosiâs information and compare the fingerprints,â the law enforcer said.
âOh no!â
The hearts of the family of three sank.
âIf they compare the fingerprint, we get an answer immediately.
âIf the law enforcers decide that this contract is genuine, wouldnât it mean that Black Water will take over the tavern?â