At night, a sedan drove down a straight road from Dodge to Queenstown.

There was dynamic music playing in the car, which made Hans, who was driving, also in a good mood, and unconsciously hummed along. Of course, the reason why he was so excited was definitely not because of the music, it was because he had done a big thing tonight.

At two o'clock in the morning, Stoke should be dead by now. With his death, Lei Ze has promised to make himself the mayor of Queen's Town no matter what, and now this Queen's Town can be said to be full of gold, how can this make him unhappy.

"Stupid!" Hans smirked, "If you go to the west, you think you can solve everything?" Stoker, this is not a broken west! You can't blame me for this fate today, if you want to blame yourself, you are too stupid!"

Hans laughed there as he spoke, as if he had heard something that couldn't be funnier.

In the dark night, the roar of the car sounded so arrogant.

Hans was already fantasizing about taking charge of Queen's Town, first by annulling Poplar's contract, and then by ......

Boom!

It was at this time that a loud noise was suddenly heard.

There seemed to be a black shadow flying next to him, and it slammed into his windshield. He heard the sound of glass breaking, and the glass shards splashed, scratching his face.

At this time, it seemed that there was a problem with the tires, and the car had stopped in an instant and could not move.

Hans was frightened, and then instantly his anger swelled up, and suddenly something flew over. He didn't even think about it, he immediately opened the door and ran out.

"Oh yes!" he scolded when he saw something on the ground, it turned out to be a dead branch, which looked very large, thicker than his legs.

It's just that how could this dead branch appear here, and it smashed into his car.

Hans looked up, and by the moonlight, he saw that there were no trees on the road.

But at this moment, he saw a figure appear in front of him, it was a man wearing a curly-brimmed hat, and he was very tall.

He seemed to have a handful of snatches in his hand, and walked towards him so coldly.

Although I couldn't see exactly what this person was wearing, Hans was stunned for a moment when he looked at his hat and holding the posture, well, it turned out to be a cowboy.

I go, how can there be cowboys here?

Hans scolded in his heart, but he didn't dare to do anything on the surface, and was about to speak, but before he could speak, he saw that the person in front of him suddenly raised a snatch against him.

Hans was startled and subconsciously wanted to dodge.

It's just that before he could dodge, the snatch was already open, and with a bang, a single shot flew out and shot directly into his shoulder blades.

Hans screamed, and was instantly rushed to the ground by the powerful impact.

"Fake!" Hans cursed, and when he tried to get up again, he saw that the figure had already arrived in front of him.

Through the moonlight, Hans immediately recognized the cowboy in front of him, "You...... Mayor Stoke!"

Looking at Stoker, who was dressed as a cowboy in front of him, Hans couldn't help but snort softly.

Stoke looked at him, "Mr. Hans, where did you go and just come back so late?"

Hans was in a state of confusion, why didn't he die? Shouldn't he have completely disappeared by now? How could he be here, and looking at his murderous face, he wanted to kill himself!

How so!

Hans's mind was spinning, and it can be said that the sudden appearance of Stoke did not expect him at all.

"Mayor Stoke, what do you mean by that?" but Hans was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and immediately angrily pointed to the place where he had been robbed and injured, and roared, "What do you mean by trying to murder me?"

Stoke looked at him cross-legged and said condescendingly, "Mr. Hans, I'm just learning from you." You must be weird to see me here, why am I not dead yet, right?"

Hans was shocked, and after the ghost in his heart was exposed, he inevitably had some thoughts and shocks.

"If it hadn't been for Mr. Poplar saving me, I would have died at the hands of you and that bastard of Razor today!" Stoke sneered, and raised his hand to Hans's head.

Hans was shocked, and quickly said: "Mr. Stoker, it's none of my business, it was Mr. Razor who said he wanted to kill you, and I persuaded him, but it was useless, he didn't listen to me at all, it's really none of my business......"

"Leave these words below!" Stoker said with a bang.

Zidan shot at his head at such a close distance, and shot directly out of his head again.

Hans stared at the night sky with wide eyes, as if he was extremely unwilling.

Rumble!

Although reluctantly, he still couldn't resist death. Hans's body fell so hard, and his eyes looked at the fallen leaves beside him.

Yang Shu walked out from the side, put his hands behind his back and said, "If you kill him like this, aren't you afraid that the Lian Bang Investigation Bureau will find you?"

Stoke put away the snatch and said lightly: "Although I, Stoker, am just a cowboy, a cowboy is not just a person who can fight and kill, we can also think." ”

Poplar nodded, and said no more.

In the Phil district, two figures stood in the distance and watched from afar.

"I saw that there was no ...... That is Razor's house, but he is shi, and it looks normal there, but there are actually many guards there to protect him, and it may not be so easy to get close to him. "Standing on the left is Stoker, who is giving Poplar the way.

Yang Shu looked over, smiled faintly and said, "This is not a problem at all. ”

Stoke shook his head and said, "It's a big problem, because we don't even know how many guards there are, so there's really no way to do it." ”

Poplar shook his head and said, "Mr. Stoker, I have a lot of respect for cowboys, but if you really want to kill Razor today, then cooperate with me and cooperate with me." ”

Stoke gave him a strange look, "What can you do?"

"It's very simple for us to solve things......" Yang Shu smiled, "That's to kill directly!"

Stoker's mouth opened wide, "Just go in?"

Poplar nodded, "That's right, that's it!"

"You're crazy!" Stoke was a little anxious, "we are looking for death if we go in like this, this is a rich area, and ordinary people can't get in at all." Don't say it's going in, we just walk outside a few more times and we'll be noticed by the guards inside, and it's impossible to get in at all!"

Yang Shu smiled slightly and said, "So I said you have to believe me, and then cooperate with me!"

Stoke was stunned, is this just a matter of cooperation?

But Poplar didn't want him to say more, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go!"

Stoke watched the poplar appear there so generously, and there was no intention to hide it at all.

Stoke was dumbfounded, broken, broken, broken, maybe he was stupid.

He was a little anxious, but in the end he felt that he couldn't just shrink back, so he gritted his teeth and followed.

Poplar seemed to be waiting for him, deliberately walking very slowly, and only when he reached his level with him did he slowly say, "Mr. Stoker, are you nervous?"