The Wolf of Los Angeles

Chapter 121 Bet on your life

Buffalo, Wyoming.

This city with several large cities in the state has few tens of thousands of people in total. The largest gun shop is located next to the square in the city center, called the Bison Gun Shop.

Entering the store, Hawk pulled Erica to see the pistol and rifle first.

"In the wilderness of Wyoming, the most dangerous thing is not the animals, but people," he said.

Erica learned: "Wyoming is vast and sparsely populated. If you kill people in the wilderness, bears, boars and coyotes will help destroy corpses. I have read a FBI statistics. There are tens of thousands of missing people in the wilderness every year in the United States. people."

A male clerk wearing a pistol came to receive the reception and asked, "What gun do you want to see?"

"Look at the pistol and the semi-automatic rifle first," Hawke said.

This is definitely easy to buy, Erica added: "Glock and AR series."

The two came to the gun cabinet and asked the clerk to get two brand new Glock 17s.

Wyoming has loose gun management and fast review speeds. People like Hawke who own assets locally pass by almost instantly.

Before Erica came over, she had obtained a gun license and a hunting license, so buying a gun was not a problem.

In terms of spear, the two chose the semi-automatic AR-15.

"We also need hunting rifles, the kind that can kill bears," Hawke said.

The clerk brought the two to the hunting rifle area and took a long hunting rifle: "This is the Savage bear hunting rifle, which uses .308 ammunition, the first choice weapon of Alaska bear hunters."

Hawke took it and looked at it. The gun was bolted, the magazine contained four rounds, and the ammunition was converted into metric system, which is the common 7.62 mm.

The two teamed up to hunt, Hawke chose a long-range shotgun, Erica chose a matching melee weapon, the Winchester M12 shotgun.

After choosing various matching packages such as gun bags, bullets and magazines, the two of them chose a hunting knife.

Hawke paid, and Erica carried two big bags and put them in the car.

It wasn't over yet, Hawke drove into the car and headed straight to the outdoor store to buy other essentials.

Then I went to the largest supermarket in Buffalo and bought a large number of daily necessities.

Not only food and drink, but also a lot of daily necessities.

Hawke and Erica agreed that they would stay in the Osmond's ranch temporarily.

At the agency, Hawke had already said hello, repaired and sorted the house in advance, and made up for the necessary living facilities.

Outdoor supplies are quite expensive, and the shopping ended up costing tens of thousands of dollars.

The sun was tilted to the west, and Hawke drove a modified pickup truck and headed straight for Jeffrey City.

Along the way, there are almost no people.

Erica took out the DV brought by Hawke to shoot the scenery along the way.

When we arrived at Jeffrey City, it was dark and Hawke drove directly into the city and said, "It will take nearly an hour to get to the ranch. Let's find a place to eat first."

Erica was hungry too: "Eat first, I will eat when I'm hungry later."

The scale of Jeffrey City, in Hawke's previous life, was at best a village on the eastern plains.

There is only one main street in the city, and there are not many restaurants. Hawke has been here before and parked his car in front of a store with a knife and fork barbecue sign.

Erica put on a denim jacket, a curly cowboy hat, took out the holster belt and buckled it around her waist to let Glock show it outside.

This can avoid unnecessary trouble.

Hawke put on a camouflage jacket, also brought a gun, and got off the car first.

On both sides of the restaurant's door are two off-road vehicles of the same model, with the words "Cougar Excavation Company" printed on the front door.

Hawke glanced at the dirty wheels and body, Erica passed by him, pushed open the restaurant door, turned around and waved her head at him, "Go away."

"Yeah." Hawk responded and followed.

There were not many people in the restaurant, only a table of six guests sat near the door.

They wore uniform costumes and had the name “Cougar Excavation Company” printed on their chests, two of which were white and four Asian.

Hawk could tell through the four Asian accents and appearances, all of which were sticks.

These people were drinking, with a drunken look on their faces.

Erica automatically avoided and walked towards the farthest table.

Hawke walked over, too.

The six people's eyes all turned to Erica and burst into laughter.

One of them had a bearded stick, pointed quietly at this side.

Hawke turned his head and pressed his hand on the gun at his waist.

This is Wyoming, with wild cowboys everywhere, and weakness will only be bullied.

Among the sticks of coming to America to make a living, there are some who are very united and fierce.

During the Los Angeles riot, the Korean City players beat Lao Hei to cry and called him mother.

The six people's eyes were all withdrawn, and the kangzi closed his mouth.

Hawk pulled out the chair and sat down. He took the menu and asked Erica's opinion. He waved his hand. When the boss came over, he said, "Jerry, come two wyoming stewed lamb, fragrant fried potato chips, special beef jerky and Farm salad.”

The boss named Jerry glanced at Hawke and recognized him: "I haven't seen you for a long time, have you returned to Los Angeles?"

The last time I came here, Hawke stayed here for more than a week, had dinner here many times, got familiar with the boss, and said, "I work in Los Angeles, I'll take a vacation this time, and I'll take care of my small ranch."

Jerry quickly glanced at Erica, judging from the characteristics of skin color and other characteristics, he said to Hawk, "You make a lot of money in big cities."

Hawke signaled with his eyes: "Who are those people? I haven't seen them before."

Jerry said: "The security of a prospecting and excavation company. You came here a day after the last time you last had a meal. You looked for minerals in the reserve area. They were all outsiders. They relied on the backing of a large company and drank wine. I like to make trouble and stay away from them."

Hawke is very good at being a human being. After paying for the meal, he took out another $20 as a tip.

The money can be mastered, Jerry put it away and reminded him: "I heard that their hands and feet are not clean. Do you have valuables in your car? When they leave later, you'd better go out and take a look."

"Thank you." Hawke nodded slightly.

When the boss left, Erica said, "Will the gunfight break out on the first day of your hometown?"

Hawke glanced at the six people quickly and said, "It shouldn't be."

The food was delivered soon. Hawk and Erica were busy all day long. They were hungry now and didn't talk much. They were eating to replenish their energy.

The two of them also had a tacit understanding and knew that it would consume more energy at night.

After each of them had a portion of mutton, Hawke found that the six people were getting up and ready to leave.

Among them, the bearded stick also glanced at him.

Because he was far away from these people, Hawk and Erica sat in the side.

Hawke didn't say anything, pointing to Erica at the window near the restaurant.

Erica nodded slightly, got up and walked towards the other side.

The six men left the door at this time, and Hawke quickly followed.

It was dark outside and it was very quiet now.

There were three cars parked at the entrance of the restaurant, and in addition to the off-road vehicle driven by six people, there was also a black modified Raptor.

A white man leaned over and looked at the car window and the tarp covered car, and said, "There are good goods on it."

The bearded stick took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and walked towards the pickup truck. At the same time, he reminded his companions: "Look at it and give me ten seconds."

Another stick with a tattoo on his neck, just turned around and was about to go to the restaurant entrance when he suddenly found someone standing at the door.

Hawke held Glock tightly in his right hand, pointed his gun at the six people, and said, "Don't cause trouble, miscellaneous people."

The two people standing in the back position raised their hands to touch them.

With a bang, countless mud dots splashed on the ground between the six people.

Gunshots came from the window.

The two of them stopped quickly.

Hawke warned: "You can try it. Are you pulling out your guns at a fast speed or our shooting speed? The bet is not big, it's just your life."

The bearded couldn't play hard, and the bearded smiled and argued, "Hey, man, we didn't touch your car, just make some sense."

"I'm justified." Hawke heard his accent, 80% of a generation of immigrants, and said, "I came out to tell you that your American father, who is stationed in South Korea, is playing games with your mother at home. You can rush back early and you can still eat the authentic army sauté pot."

The beard immediately broke his defense, and his face instantly turned red.

But under the guns of two dark holes, one light and one dark, one can only endure it.

Hawke shouted, "Get out!"

The people quickly got into the car, and under the pressure of the gun, they slowly reversed and turned to the road.

The previous car speeded up and went straight away.

Before the latter car left, the rear window glass fell down, and the bearded man shouted, "South Korea is a great country, and those American soldiers are just bodyguards we pay for!"

If a man doesn’t express his political views, he can be suffocated to death.

Hawke quickly walked towards the pickup and fought back: "It's really great, able to build a country on the American colonies."

The bearded man was almost madly angry.

Not only him, the other two sticks in the car were also angry.

These people work in the wilderness all year round, and their temperaments are very tough: "Get out of the car and **** him!"

But at this moment, Hawke opened the back seat door of the pickup truck and took out an AR rifle.

Brutal is not stupid, the stick in the passenger seat shouted, "Go, hurry up!"

Hawk stood by the pickup truck with a gun in his arms, watching the taillights flash.

Erica came out of the restaurant, took out another AR, stood beside him, and said, "The people are so handsome." Hawke said, "The more you are, the more dangerous people are."

The boss Jerry came out of the restaurant and saw the guns in the hands of the two people. He quickly said, "Put it away, I can't do business if you do this."

"Are you full?" Hawke nodded when he saw Erica and said to Jerry, "Give more special beef jerky, I'll pack it."

Jerry went back to get the jerky beef.

Erica got into the rear compartment, took out AR's bullets and empty magazines, and pressed the bullets inside.

Even the M12 shotgun was filled with bullets.

Jerry then brought the jerky back. Hawke paid the money, took the spare magazine handed over by Erica, and got into the driver's seat.

Erica held AR and moved to the co-pilot.

There was no solemnity on her face, no fear, but a faint sense of excitement.

Hawke started the car, left Jeffrey City, and drove towards the ranch, while saying, "Calm down, so you look like a perverted female killer."

Erica rubbed her face and asked, "Is there any? Is it obvious?" She let out a crisp laugh: "Does this scene look very much like a male and female thief?"

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

"No, no, those two guys are villains." Hawke said seriously: "We are the messengers of justice."

He drove specifically to pay attention to the back, and no one followed him.

The ranch is a little far away, turning out of the paved road, and there is also a gravel road.

After walking for nearly an hour, I saw the dividing line between broken wooden stakes and iron wire. At the end of the car's high beam, a dilapidated forage warehouse appeared, and a two-story brick and wood structure house.

This is the result of Hawke's previous visit and repairs.

The pickup truck was parked in the open space in front of the room, and Hawke took the lead to get off the car and went to the lights outside the room.

Erica came down with her gun in her arms, looked around, came to the back compartment of the pickup truck, unbuttoned the tarp covered on it, and moved things down.

Hawke took the key and opened the door, went in and pressed the lights, and came out to help.

The two of them each entered the house with a big box.

Erica put down the box, looked at the house slightly, and asked curiously, "Is this where you grew up?"

"No." Hawke said simply: "That house has been demolished long ago. It was built by someone who bought the ranch later. I bought it back to the ranch some time ago and re-mained it."

He went to the kitchen to check the water and gas stove: "I found an agency to manage the place. The house was left unattended for a long time and it would soon be dilapidated."

Erica wiped it on the desktop, and there was no dust at all.

Hawke made sure that there was no problem with his daily life and came out of the kitchen: “Check things first.”

The two moved all their luggage and other items into the house, putting food and drinking water into the kitchen and refrigerator, and putting the others one by one.

Hawke moved his newly bought bedding and waited for the stairs.

"I'll go to the bathroom." Erica took the toiletries, got into the bathroom, took a shower as fast as possible, brushed her teeth, dried her hair, and put on a very well-fitting dress, which highlighted her body's body. figure.

Just as she was blowing her hair, the sound of water came from her head, and there were people taking a shower in the bathroom upstairs.

Erica suddenly laughed, dried her hair, came out of the bathroom, picked up the holster belt with a pistol in it, buckled it around her waist, and waited for a while.

During this period, she found the raw meat she had prepared specially, went out to the side of the car, and threw it hard to the distance.

After returning, she waited until the sound of water on the second floor was gone, and then she wore leather boots and went up the stairs.

When he arrived at the small living room on the second floor, Erica found that there was only one room with bedding.

The door to another bedroom is still closed.

Erica held the holster belt with one hand, and deliberately put the other hand on the pistol at her waist. She came to the window and looked at the dark night sky, as if she was admiring the stars.

In fact, she played two kingly shots—long legs and perky buttocks.

Hawke came out of the bathroom and saw Erica's back, and immediately walked over.

In the middle, he saw Erica's hand on the Glock holster.

This woman wants to pull her again.

Hawke decided to cut the mess quickly.

He quickly walked over and grabbed Erica's hand holding the gun: "Also with a gun?"

Erica turned her head and stared at Hawke: "This place is like the wilderness, and I'm worried about a wolf attack at night."

"Now the wolf is here." Hawke lowered his head and kissed it, his hands landed on the metal buckle of the holster belt, and skillfully unbuttoned it.

The two of them were tightly attached.

After a while, Erie's neck was sore and turned around.

Hawke turned her around, faced him, and was about to take action.

Erica supported his chest with both hands and wanted to pull: "Are we getting faster?"

"The rhythm is just right." Hawke began to cast his magic, and the spell name was how to quickly lead to a woman's heart.

Of course, this kind of spell must be carried out according to people and situations, and is invalid for scumbags.

It didn't take long before Hawke understood why Brian Ferguson said his cousin was difficult to handle.

Because Erica saw Hong.

...

In the middle of the night, Erica was sleeping soundly in Hawke's arms, and suddenly the howling of wolves came from outside.

Almost for a moment, the two opened their eyes and sat up.

Hawke said, "There are coyotes!"

Erica was very happy: "I threw some raw meat outside, but I didn't expect it to come."

Hawke put on his clothes casually and prepared to go downstairs.

Erica felt a little painful, her movements were slower than usual, and she whispered, "Leave a few for me."

Hawke returned and reached out his hand, "Do you want me to help you?"

"No," Erica declined, "A little wound."

The two went downstairs together.

Hawke took out the Savis rifle and put it on a night vision scope.

Erica was eager to try it next to her.

Hawke handed her the gun: "I use AR."

"It's better you." Erica came over, kissed him, came to the open window, and set up a rifle.

At the other window, Hawke installed a night vision scope on an AR15 and extended it out of the window.

Erica remembered the place where she threw the meat and reached out to point Hawke.

Hawke nodded, and had seen the coyote.

There were three coyotes looking for food on the grass. The raw meat that Erica threw out attracted them, but they could not give them a full meal.

These greedy guys want to find more food.

Hawke stretched out his finger and pointed to the right.

Then, the two of them had a tacit understanding and fired at almost the same time.

The gunshot seemed to have only sounded once, and the two coyotes on the grass fell immediately.

Hawke fired a second shot when Erica pulled the bolt.

The third coyote who was running away had a **** flower burst out from behind the head and fell down.

Hawke picked up the night vision telescope, looked around carefully, and said, "It's gone, go and take a look."

The two turned on the lights, carried guns and went out, through the open space, and came to the grass.

The coyote lying on the ground emitted a smell of blood, and its body looked quite small from a distance, but when it was close, it was discovered that it was skinny.

Hawke rolled the wolf's head with the gun and said, "Let me find a plier tomorrow. I'll pull out the canine teeth and give it to Frank. This old guy asked me to bring him a gift."

Erica was not worried about the big deal when she watched the fun: "When we hunt the bear, I will give him a dry bear paw."

"Good idea." Hawke walked back: "Get clean up tomorrow."

The two returned to the house and were not sleepy at this moment. Erica's wound was still painful and it was not convenient to do something. She simply stared outside while chatting, thinking that the smell of blood might attract new prey.

The gunshots seemed to have frightened the nearby animals, and no animals have come to receive the love of bullets.

Hawke simply pulled Erica back to sleep upstairs.

When the two woke up from their sleep, the sun was already rising.

Erica shouted Hawk: "Get up quickly and I promised to go into the mountain today."

Hawke glanced at the sun outside: "The weather is good, you go and cook, I will deal with the coyote corpse."

"I've received housekeeping training before, but haven't done it for a long time," Erica said while dressing, "I can only do a few simplest things."

Hawke said, “Just do something simple.”

The coyote's corpse was easy to talk about. Hawke put on gloves and drove over in a pickup truck. He first took pliers to remove the coyote's canine teeth, then threw the wolf's corpse into the truck's bucket and transported it to the woods in the distance to throw it away.

As soon as the three wolf corpses were thrown away, a strange scream suddenly came from the woods.

Hawke immediately picked up the AR rifle to guard the police, found the telescope and looked deep into the woods.

It seemed like something was hunting, and there was a faint cry of a mountain lion.

But from a distance, the other side soon became quiet again.

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(End of this chapter)