After a while, Sha Mad shook his head and left, very excited. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info looked at the killer with a cold gray-brown hue, swinging his crescent-shaped fins and leaving quickly, and a smile slid across the corners of Lu Zheng's mouth.

Hawaii, an archipelago city with a world tourist destination, will soon be greeted by a terrifying and uninvited guest. It will surely set off a bloody storm that will shock the United States.

This was not a whim of Lu Zheng, he had set this plan from the day he landed. Including killer whales, it was all in his plan.

Nevada's laboratory is not only a lair of the Black Sword Brotherhood, but in addition to the support of the powerful Huiyun Group behind the scenes, it is very likely to be related to the military of the United States.

Lu Zheng's purpose is very simple, that is, to use his strength to exert pressure on the entire Mi government. Not only did he want to eradicate the laboratory and rescue Ben Boerba intact, but he also wanted the Huiyun Group, the Black Sword Brotherhood, and the Mi government to all pay the price they deserved for this stupid action.

After arranging all this, Lu Zheng turned to the Golden Gate Bridge and chose an underground river to set off for Nevada.

Nevada may seem like a desert area, but in fact, the climate of the North Pacific Ocean is affected by the abundant amount of groundwater and the veins extend in all directions. Except, of course, for Lu Zheng's destination, the Nellis Mountains, where the Black Sword Brotherhood's site was clearly explored, with a barren water vein and only a small underground tributary.

At the end of the tributary is a river valley backed by a lush hill. Coming out of the valley, I climbed the hill, and in the col in front of me stood a small town. The town is indeed small, with only one main street crisscrossing and small cabins lining it with the character of a western town.

Standing halfway up the mountain, Lu Zheng could clearly see the bars and conspicuous cigarette advertisements in the town. That unique retro taste made Lu Zheng once feel like he came to the Western Film and Television City to shoot on location, full of cowboy style.

Then, Lu Zheng really saw the cowboy, just like in the movie. Riding a tall horse, he wears his signature riding boots and jeans, a plaid shirt and a small vest, a wide-brimmed high-topped felt hat on his head, and a colorful printed scarf around his neck.

Just outside the town, in a pasture that has just returned to green, hundreds of cattle are taking a leisurely stroll. The cowboys, some giggling and laughing, some riding horses, and some sitting on the ground, with cigars in their mouths, lazily basking in the sun.

A real western cowboy.

Standing halfway up the mountain, looking at it with interest for a while, Lu Zheng turned his gaze to his destination. The wind and sand in the desert are very large, and from a distance, it is yellow and hazy, and you can vaguely see the hangar and the empty airport that are seriously eroded by the wind and sand.

Tentatively, he used his divine sense to contact Rushing Erba, and confirmed that it was now safe and sound. Lu Zheng decided to take advantage of the night to go to the laboratory in person and make all preparations.

The laboratory seems to be well-defended, but it is not difficult for Lu Zheng.

When he came down from the hill and walked around a bush, Lu Zheng's ears moved, and he heard a small sound of footsteps, followed by an unkind shout: "Hey! Stop, who are you?"

Turning around, there was a cowboy standing under a spruce tree in the distance, with standard riding boots and felt hat, and a conspicuous pure red square scarf wrapped around his neck, his figure was similar to Lu Zheng, under the felt hat was a dusty face, his beard was knotted with him, and a pair of eyes were extremely attentive, staring at Lu Zheng deadly.

When he saw Lu Zheng's appearance clearly, a little doubt flashed in his eyes, and then he shouted angrily: "Hey, you damn yellow-skinned monkey, did you steal my cow!" he said as he reached his waist and grabbed the handle of the revolver.

Lu Zheng, who was originally planning to have a friendly meeting with the western cowboys, suddenly turned gloomy when he heard the yellow-skinned monkey. His appearance here is indeed very suspicious, but this insulting word touched Lu Zheng's bottom line.

A grim smile crossed the corner of Lu Zheng's mouth, and he was silent.

The cowboy sensed his hostility, drew his pistol without hesitation, pointed it at Lu Zheng's head, and snorted coldly: "Answer me, you damn guy." ”

Lu Zheng still didn't speak, but pointed to his forehead defiantly, signaling him to shoot.

"******!" the cowboy thought he was crazy, and cursed, "You damn idiot." ”

Lu Zheng smiled coldly, raised his middle finger and gestured to him as an international standard.

Click.

The Red Turban Cowboy wrenched the hammer and said angrily, "You bastard, I'll kill you." ”

"Kamuang!" Lu Zheng shrugged his shoulders indifferently and simply swaggered towards him.

The cowboy's expression was a little flustered, and the other party's undisguised contempt made him feel humiliated. The people of the west are fierce and legal to carry a gun, but it doesn't mean that he really has the courage to shoot a living person.

So, he coaxed.

Lu Zheng walked up to him step by step, looking at the revolver with a black handle and a silver barrel in his hand.

"You madman!"

The cowboy took a step back, sweating profusely, and hysterically threatened, "If you take a step further, I'll shoot." I promise!"

Lu Zheng smiled slightly, stretched out his right hand and gestured with a pistol,-for-tat with his revolver,

Then, the cowboy only felt a flower in front of him, and his palms were empty, while Lu Zheng held a real revolver in his hand, pointing it at his forehead.

Cowboy showed a ghostly expression and blurted out, "Fake......"

Lu Zheng's hand was on the trigger and said coldly: "I've put up with you for a long time, cowboy!"

Bang!

A crisp gunshot echoed in the wilderness, and Lu Zheng fired without the slightest hesitation.

The cowboy fell slowly, there was no blood on his body, except for the hat that flew high and swayed to the ground with the wind and sand, and a few strands of blonde hair flew in the air.

Lu Zheng's shot was very measured, and the bullet flew over his head without any mistakes. It's just that this cowboy is not the fearless hero in the movie, and his spirit collapsed instantly, and he was directly scared silly.

Also, life is not a movie in the first place, and the legendary cowboy duel only exists in movies.

Lu Zheng turned the revolver in his hand in a dashing manner, walked to his side, picked up the brown felt hat with a hole in it from the ground and buckled it on his head. Not far away, under the spruce, there was a tall horse with black fur tied to it, Lu Zheng stepped on the stirrup and turned over, held the brim of his hat, looked up at the sky, and dropped a sentence: "Noon has arrived." ”

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and a man and a horse galloped through the endless wilderness.

On that day, David, a cowboy in a Viking town, came out to look for a cow that had been lost because he had drunk too much, but met a foreigner with yellow skin and black eyes, wearing his hat, carrying his revolver, and riding his steed, galloping through the wilderness that he knew so well.

At dusk, at the eastern foot of the Nellis Mountains, a horse gnawed on the green grass buds, and under the shade of the brown rocks, Lu Zheng lifted the felt hat covering his face and slowly opened his eyes.

A blue and white plane streaked across the sky, slowly lowering altitude. Mr. White, dressed in a suit, leaned back in his chair and slowly shook the red wine in his hand. (To be continued.) )