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Around ten o'clock this morning, Trak came back from hunting.

"Trac, how's the situation? Is this single sheep fat?" The remaining robbers watched the seven or eight robbers returning from hunting and asked in a friendly manner.

"The harvest is not bad. There are more than three thousand dollars in cash alone, and a luxurious four-horse carriage and all kinds of jewelry. After I deal with them, there are thousands of dollars again, hahaha." Trak said he was a big fat man That's right, but he's a little different from the average big fat guy.

He is fat and strong.

The horses under him are specially selected Shire horses.

"You go and get two cases of whiskey out, and the brothers want to have a good meal." Trak smiled and rewarded the group of brothers who went hunting with him.

"Haha" the seven or eight people who went out with him laughed cheerfully.

That's why they like to follow Trak. Although 70% of the stolen items are handed over, there are enough drinks and food, and if the woman in the target likes it, she can directly serve it.

Amtrak never grabs.

If you grab a big family, you can go to a nearby city to find those hot girls and have fun all night.

It was indeed more comfortable to be with Trak than with Colm.

This was told to the old bandit who had been with Trak for five years.

"Let's have fun, everyone, hehe." After talking to the guys in the courtyard, Trak walked into the house.

His room is on the second floor.

There were still five or six members playing cards in the room, and a group of people were released by him to deal with other things.

His room is not big, with a bed and a desk.

He would receive some information in two days. There were people Colm asked him to deal with, as well as some nearby ranches worth attacking or some wealthy businessmen worth attacking.

He wants to distribute this information to his subordinates for processing.

It's not difficult, he has been doing these things with Colm since he was a child.

As for self-reliance? He thought about it many times when he was young.

But when he saw Colm drinking tea with a familiar agent to let Colm exchange information, he gave up the idea.

It turned out that Colm also had to rely on others.

‘Oh, robbers and detectives are a nest. '

He shook his head to shake off the past.

He started looking at recent messages and clues.

He picked up the last few letters, opened them and read them carefully.

"Oh, so it's about Colm's old rival."

Trak looked at the image attached to the letter.

He knew this guy, this guy had taken his business a week ago.

The Cornish trains should be his.

But both the explosives and the map were robbed by this guy, and he also knew what to deal with.

This guy has also committed a big crime in the past month, plundering Heishui Town.

I have to say that this guy is really admirable, just a dozen gunmen can handle this kind of case.

No wonder the old man Colm has hundreds of people under his command, but he has nothing to do with him.

Colm mentioned in the letter that this guy may have gone to Valentine in the east, but he didn't know exactly where. Colm wanted him to check up on Valentine.

"This old man has a lot of **** every day." Trak threw the letter aside and ignored it.

He took people out hunting two days ago and just came back now.

He is ready to take a good rest now, and we will talk about it in the afternoon if there is anything to do.

Just when he was about to lie down, he got up quickly, as if something was placed on his waist suddenly. Then he reached for his waist pocket.

He produced a ruby ​​and diamond ring.

gold and silver, a

The stars are shining brightly, this is something obtained from this hunting.

Of course he didn't have to hand in all of them, he handed in what was left after he picked it out.

Today the ranch belongs to an outdoor rich man. According to the man kneeling in front of him explained.

This diamond ring was passed down from his ancestors.

Oh, that is a French family. It is said that his beautiful wife came to the western part of the Federation for vacation because she was tired of the prosperity of Paris, France, just to seek nature and tranquility.

What a stupid family of four, tsk tsk, it's a pity that now they can only lie in the natural and quiet western land that her wife said. '

If he was so rich, he would never have come to the west where the scum gathers. Of course, he couldn't stand Paris, France, where civilization and order are everywhere.

I don't belong to that world at all.

In the end, this diamond ring was also cheap for myself.

Looking at the very beautiful ruby ​​and diamond ring in his hand, he put the diamond ring on his index finger.

But his fingers had become thick due to obesity, so he didn't bring them in.

Then he changed another finger, and finally the diamond ring stayed on the little finger of his right hand.

He let his hand shine in the sunlight of the window to admire.

'This diamond ring is worth at least two thousand dollars. ’ thought Trake.

After watching for a while, his mental state was a little tired, so he lay directly on the bed, pulled the quilt, and finally closed his eyes slowly.

Then I don't know how long it has passed.

"boom!"

A gunshot woke him up from his dream.

Then came cursing and gunshots outside the house.

"Fack!" "Bang bang"

"Enemy attack!" "Cover, they are to the east!"

"Damn it, they have their people to the west!"

His first reaction was that he was sold by Colm.

It's not like it didn't happen.

But the current situation does not allow him to confirm anything.

He angrily picked up the bolt-action rifle on the bedside.

He took out a few boxes of ammunition from the bedside cabinet and put them in his pocket, then he walked out with a gun in his hands.

‘No matter who it is, he will not let the other party leave alive. ’ Trak rushed to the first floor to support with a gun.

The fighting was fierce.

When Trak came to the first floor, he saw his men hiding behind the barrier at the door and constantly counterattacking.

"What the **** is going on?" Trak pulled the trigger on the enemy.

"I don't know, they came out of nowhere, and the people outside us suffered heavy casualties." A member responded while shooting.

"How many of them?" Trak asked as he reloaded.

"It's everywhere, I don't know"

'boom'

Before the member could finish speaking, he was shot in the chest by the enemy.

Trak quickly squatted down. He watched the member clutching his chest and twitching non-stop. After a while, the person stopped shaking.

"Fack!" Trak cursed.

"There were at least fifteen of them. Too much firepower," another answered for the fallen brother.

He listened carefully to the gunshots. The enemies were indeed everywhere, and the number of enemies should be close to fifteen.

Through the gap, he also saw the corpses of the members in front of the yard.

"Damn it." After cursing, Trak looked around, and then he walked towards the back. There was a door behind it, which couldn't be seen from the outside.

"You, and you, come with me!" Trak said, pointing to the two nearest members.

Then walk towards the back.

He led the two of them to the back door, observed the outside through the gap, and listened carefully.

He found that the enemy was encircling the main gate, and no one was guarding behind.

So he walked to a pile of licorice and said to his two men, "Come here and push it away."

The two nodded and moved the weeds away.

A wooden door appeared in front of the three of them.

"Keep your voice down, let's kill them from behind." Trak ordered and pushed open the door gently.

Then he walked out with the two of them.

The enemy is shooting at the people in the house and is about to surround them. So no one noticed that there were three people behind them.

Trak led three men with rifles in their hands, crouched down and came behind the enemy.

He found that there were not many enemies, he saw only five or six, and according to the side he couldn't see, there were no more than three people.

But the opponent's firepower was so fierce that the people in the room thought that there were at least fifteen enemies.

He observed it, and he found that there were two with the most powerful firepower and the fastest shot.

One is a guy in a dark suit, and the other is a robber who is dressed not too differently from him.

That's right, they were bandits. He had been a bandit for nearly twenty years, and he immediately recognized that this group of people was also a gang of bandits.

"Damn it, where did this group of bandits appear so powerful?" He cursed in a low voice.

Then he turned to the two people beside him and said, "Later, you two aim at the guy in the yellow jacket and shoot. He must be killed, and the rest are ignored. Understand."

The two of them followed his gaze and saw that he was a man in his thirties with a vicissitudes of life.

"Okay, head." Both of them nodded at the same time.

And Trak is staring at the guy in a suit, who doesn't look too easy to mess with.

Just when Trak raised his gun to aim at the guy, the guy turned his head towards him as if he had sensed it.

"Do it!" Seeing the man's intention to turn his head, Trak immediately whispered to the two of them.

And he pulled the trigger himself.

Although he was frightened by this guy's beast-like perception, he didn't think that guy could dodge this shot.

He himself is a fast shooter with excellent marksmanship.

He even felt that he could enter the sharpshooter's range in the past few months.

Therefore, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com must hit the shot. Although there may be another bitter battle in the future, at least the two strongest enemies have been dealt with, and he doesn't think he will lose for the rest. The superiority in numbers often means victory.

His perception was correct, the guy did fall down. But after that guy fell down, he also felt numb in his abdomen.

Then he looked down at the place where his stomach began to bleed.

He looked up in disbelief and looked like the guy on the opposite side. He fell down and didn't get up again, but the gun in his hand was aimed at himself.

"Damn!" Trak felt dizzy for a while.

There was nothing wrong with his calculations, and the enemy on the opposite side did not escape, but he turned the gun around, locked himself and successfully pulled the trigger within a few tenths of a second.

"Damn!" Trak swears again, and then passes out. His mind was full of thoughts before he passed out.

'How did this **** do it? '