The group leader level under the goatee man was still scared, or they were frightened by the group of hillbilly township police just now, and they had already generated some panic. The goateeed man, as a man with management experience and wisdom, understands that this can be very dangerous. This is still the attitude of the people at the level of the group leader under his command, and the more ignorant, ignorant and stupid grassroots personnel scattered around do not know how to panic and how scared!

The goateeed man decided that he couldn't let his men think wildly, so he began to stop them from speaking with both hands, and then made his own voice to confuse the public.

Goateeed man, "Brothers, God's chosen people! Are you scared of just one small setback? God is on our side! Our great plan is about to be accomplished, and we all ascend to the temple of the Lord with glory and glory." The present situation is only a small test of the Lord, and it will not produce anything! You see, haven't they receded? Trust us! Trust the Lord! We will deal with this little trouble very quickly, just as it used to. May the Lord bless you!"

The goatee man's performance was sacred and tall, and the people who were already in a state of chaos quieted down and calmed down, and one by one came over to kiss the back of the goatee's man's hand, which was as white as a woman's hand, and slowly dispersed. It's as if the danger is gone, as the goateeed man says, and they really don't have to worry about anything.

The men on the other side of the fence also dispersed, and except for a few men with guns who were still vigilant, the rest of the men began to get busy.

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The loud sound is like the thunderous hooves of horses, which can only appear, emit, and appear with countless healthy horses galloping together.

With this huge and non-stop appearance, countless gunmen shrouded in white-clothed sheets rushed quickly from the thick grove one by one, row after row. The strange image of digging two holes in a white sheet and hanging it over their bodies made them not look like living beings when they were chasing after me, but more like a group of white ghosts from the darkness. The sudden appearance of these white ghosts was obviously not very kind, and as soon as they appeared, they released their guns and released their guns to the farm farmers who were standing behind the wooden fence to keep watch.

This situation of effectively striking at the enemy's defenses was not due to the fact that these white sheet knights were skilled in their guns one by one, but because of their large numbers. Almost everyone was putting their guns down, and after two rounds, all the gunmen on the border of that farm were already on the ground.

Behind the wooden fence, the goatee man didn't go far, because he was still making trouble with the hillbilly township police who had happened before. He was thinking about how he could satisfy the little selfishness or desire of these stupid and savage fellows at a low cost, which was not exaggerated.

In this case, the necessary bribes are necessary, but even the more bribes the better. Bribes that exceed the other party's psychological price may not only not work well, but will cause more trouble. In this regard, my own organization has learned from the past.

A bribe that exceeds the other party's psychological price too much, or will not turn a corrupt person who actively cooperates with the bribery into a person who is very noble in action and spirit, not only will they not accept any form of bribe from you, any content, or any quantity, but will increase their investigation, research or crackdown on you. Otherwise, an event that would have been easy to handle will become more and more expensive, just like the mentality of an antique dealer receiving antiques. The higher you drive and the higher you talk, he will think that his things are good and valuable, keep raising the price, and will not trade all the time.

In both cases, the goatee man does not want to appear, and the goatee man considers whether to beat a hillbilly cop as an intermediary to reach a friendly relationship between the two parties and find out the other party's reserve price.

While the goateeed man was thinking about these serious and serious things, the group of white sheet knights in the grove, who were almost a hundred people, appeared. Experienced in his experience, he hid behind a haystack at the first time, so as to dodge the numerous bullets flying indiscriminately, so that he did not become one of the people who fell to the ground at the wooden fence.

"Alert!"

"Alert!"

The goateeed man shouted loudly, commanded loudly, called loudly, and wanted to make his men, who had thought that the world was peaceful, had returned to the farmhouse one by one.

This is a very chaotic war, and it is completely a state of war with and without intention. At the same time, this is only a war in which both sides have invested no more than 100 troops, so the war does not have a thick war span. One less person is one less person, just like a game character with no more than 50 HP, at this time it is constantly and rapidly 1, 5, 7...... The ground drops his few health.

After the haystack, the goatee man commanded, and the farmer men, who had returned to the house to relax, began to come out of the farmhouse one by one with their guns in a haphazard manner. But the White Sheets Knight had reached the wooden fence of the farm. One by one, sturdy horses leaped over the wooden fence, which was nearly a man high. Of course, there were many unlucky guys among them who were not good at riding, and who crashed into the wooden fence with men and horses. Although these people are not very good at riding, they have also made great contributions to their organization in their own right. Because those wooden fences themselves are not very sturdy things, these martyrs who crashed into the wooden fences with men and horses used their great and selfless feats to open huge and collapsed gaps for the comrades behind them. This makes it easier for more White Sheet Riders to declare their own violence in a territory that is not theirs.

The farmer soldiers on the farm are also very brave and tenacious, and many of them still want to load their guns and return fire in such a battlefield situation that seems to have collapsed. The disarming of the alarm just now has long since removed the bullets from the guns in their hands and closed the safe, and they need to restore their rifles to combat condition in order for people to return to combat condition. But they are not professional soldiers, they can also be nervous and unskilled. As a result, there are many people who reload their bullets in a situation where the enemy is imminent, but the bullets fall to the ground. The main reason for this situation is not that they are not strong enough, but that their hands are not strong enough. They kept shaking.

Of course, the men had regained their bullets, and some of the white sheet knights had already arrived in front of them. A horse knocks them out, a gun knocks them unconscious, and a flying lunge knocks them to the ground......

There are all sorts of man-to-man war games taking place all over the farm, and the result of the game must be the white sheet knights who have the advantage in numbers, the attack, and the morale. Although many of them have injured themselves for a variety of careless reasons, most of them are minor. In the spirit of fighting warriors who were not in the line of fire with minor injuries, they joined in the follow-up post-war entertainment work of beating the water dogs.

All the people of the farm dwellings were pulled out of their hiding places one by one by the obviously overexcited white sheet knights, beaten them badly, tied their hands and feet, and gathered them in the open space in the middle of the farmhouse, and then they returned to their lovely horses under a unified command, and left the place laughing and singing. Leaving only a mess at the scene, and a group of injured people who were tied up and thrown together.

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The white-sheeted knights left. Just as they came, they left with the thunderous sound of horses' hooves.

They came silently, singing and laughing, as if they had accomplished some great satisfaction.

They don't bring anything to come, they don't bring anything away, it's like a dream of nothing.

But it was real, because they left behind wounded people and a word that should have been considered a threat.

If this is a threat, it comes from the white sheet knight who left last.

The white sheet rider was the last to leave, and as he left, he stepped on the back of an unfortunate bastard in his equally white horse, and made his own cold voice as he watched the farm people, who had been tied up like lambs to the slaughter.

The White Sheet Knight, "Get out of this land! heretic." You are not welcome here, and the next time we come back will not only bring blood, but also death!"

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Not long after the White Sheet Knight left, in the thick woods, the group of hillbilly township policemen on horseback who should have disappeared a long time ago magically reappeared.

A group of police horses walked slowly out of the woods, across the meadows, over the wooden fences, and out to the open space in front of the messy farmhouse.

Many of the police horses had stopped, but the young, beautiful brown stallion of Old Wood, who the goatee man knew so well, was still moving forward, and it came to the bloodied goatee man among the men who were immobile due to the restraint of ropes. Showing a loving, kind, and friendly expression.

Old Wood, "You seem to be hurt!"

The goateeed man looked at him fiercely and did not answer. Anyone knows in their hearts that as soon as the hillbilly cops leave, the white sheet thugs will attack, and as soon as the white sheeted thugs leave, the hillbilly cops will show up. What is this? This shows that this gang of hillbilly cops is simply the same gang as the white sheet thugs. Even some of these hillbilly cops are among those white-sheeted thugs, and it's very likely that they're among them.

This is a warning!

This is a bloody warning!

Just like what Old Wood said before, just like the white sheet-tipped thug who left last.

You are cultists, and you are not welcome here! Whether you are legal or not, we welcome you! You can choose to ignore this warning, but we will not only warn!

The goateeed man didn't speak, but his eyes seemed to say, "I know!"

The goatee man didn't speak, and his gaze was even more fierce. But this purpose seemed to be the kind of applause of praise off the stage, which made Old Wood happy, relaxed, and happy.

Old Wood said in a very friendly voice as if he was a "servant of the people", "It seems that something has happened here, and you need help from the police." ”

The goatee-goat-bearded man slowly sat up from the ground viciously.

Goateeed Man, "You're in this together!"

Old Wood, "Speak with a basis, do you have a basis? Don't talk nonsense without a basis." ”

Goateached man, "You guys, they came." As soon as they are gone, you will come. Isn't that obvious?"

Old Wood, "This is speculation, not evidence. Do you have any evidence, sir, and if so, we will certainly process your legal needs. ”

Goateeed man, "I'm going to sue you! Don't get too complacent. ”

Old Wood, "Good!"

Old Wood turned to speak to a mounted village police officer next to him.

Old Wood, "This gentleman has already called us to the police, so this is the scene of a crime, and we are completely in charge." All right, gentlemen! It's time for us to work. ”

There was laughter all around, and a famous hillbilly township policeman jumped off their horses, constantly pulling up the fallen people one by one, untying the ropes, and handcuffing them.

This made the goateeed man in the crowd angry, "What are you doing, we are the attacked, we are the victims, why are you handcuffing our people?" ”

"As you can see, there's been a vicious mass injury here, and we can't make any judgment without an investigation. So, we're acting now just for the sake of an investigation. ”

The goatee man stood up angrily, and miraculously stood up firmly, strongly, and bravely, relying on someone else's body with his hands and feet cuffed. If the gaze could kill, the goatee's gaze would have definitely killed all the hillbilly township police officers present. But the goateeed man suddenly calmed down, in such a situation where anyone would be extremely angry.

The goateeed man looked at Old Wood calmly, "We're not calling the police! This is private territory, so please leave!"

Old Wood had turned his back to the goatee's body, and was once again facing the man, who was clearly the head of the farm. A serious gaze, as if containing countless experiences and stories from history, scrutinized the goatee's man's expression, as if examining his true heart, deep and ancient.

At this moment, all the hard-working hillbilly township police also stopped their work, as if waiting for a great decision from a great leader.

Old Wood burst out laughing, very seriously, "I gave you a chance!" and I tell you very seriously that I mean it. But what have you done? You've rejected my kindness, you've rejected our kindness, you've rejected the kindness of the land! We're not the overly kind fools of the Middle-earth. In this land, everyone is responsible for what they have said and done......!

Old Wood looked at all the fellow township police officers who were looking at Old Wood, and smiled with great satisfaction.

Old Wood, "I'm sorry! There have been vicious shootings here, and multiple men have been injured, so as local administrators, we have the right to investigate any of our suspicions." ”

The many township policemen who had just stopped around them began to burst into laughter, and everyone began to clean up the people around them and the guns on the ground with laughter. An old man, also in a sheriff's outfit, came to Old Wood's side and whispered in Old Wood's ear.

"That's a good job Jack! not a single one died, not even a single one seriously injured." ”

Old Wood also lowered his voice, "None of them died?"

"Yes, they reduce the gunpowder in the bullets, which don't kill anyone." ”

Old Wood, "None of them seriously injured?"

"Yes, it's a lucky day, not just for us, it's for them, it's for Jack and them." No one died, no one was seriously injured, and it was a skirmish that had nothing to do with it. ”

Old Wood, "All minor injuries?"

The old sheriff, "all minor injuries." ”

Old Wood laughed at the same time, "In our land, people who drink too much will get a little hurt. So minor injuries are really not a big deal here!"

The old sheriff was also smiling, "No police station will open any case for minor injuries." This is the countryside in the south, not the little white face of the city with fine skin and tender flesh, and you have to go to the hospital if you scratch the skin. ”

That's really good news!

Jack was happy when they put the gun before! It can be said that it can be said that it is like setting off firecrackers, and Old Wood was still thinking about how to wipe the ass of the Jack he called as if he had killed someone. Who knew that the event would be so perfect now.

Old Wood came to the goatee-bearded man even more confidently, and looked at him condescendingly from his horse.

Old Wood, "Dear sir, we have found many unidentified guns in your place. So please provide proof of possession of these guns! Don't refuse me! Because we represent the law. ”

In a very secret action, Old Wood's most beloved young stallion immediately jumped up with two front hooves, and the whole horse stood upright in the air, showing the classic image of the great general in some classic oil paintings. But with this childlike action, the goatee man, who was still standing there with his hands and legs tied, lost his balance in fright, and his whole body fell back into the crowd he was in like a lumbersome piece of wood.

The panicked goatee man in mid-air suddenly saw Old Wood, who was sitting on the back of a horse that seemed to be soaring into the air, looking at him with a look of extreme contempt and indifference.