Walking out of the airport, Qiu Fengyu took a deep breath and looked around the airport, looking a little old. There is no indication that this is the airport of the US imperialism, the world's number one power.

"Okay, man, let's break up here, I brought you to the United States, brought you a green card in the United States, and it's all done, I'll continue to go north, you won't happen to be on the same road with me, right?" An Eastern European man in his fifties reached out at the exit of the airport and shook hands with Qiu Fengyu.

"Uh, of course not, I'll keep going south, I'm a vagabond now......" Qiu Fengyu let go of his hand, he had nothing to do with this rich old Ukrainian man, but because he saved this guy's life during the conflict in Crimea, and then asked this old man to bring himself to the United States.

"You're not a bum, you're going to have money, and then buy a farm, this is Texas, you can be a cowboy, young man, certainly not the kind of cowboy with guns, right...... You'd better apply for your Social Security number and driver's license as much as possible, or you'll have a hard time getting around the U.S., okay man, have a great trip! The old Ukrainian man said to Qiu Fengyu, and hooked his finger at the two people who looked like tall bodyguards standing next to a Mercedes Benz, and one of the bodyguards came over, carrying a paper bag in his hand. The old Ukrainian man took the paper bag, opened it and looked at it, and handed it to Qiu Fengyu.

"It's yours, you deserve it, twenty thousand dollars!" Saying that, the old Ukrainian man walked to the Mercedes-Benz with his duffel bag, and another bodyguard took his luggage, opened the door for him, he got in, and the car ran away as soon as it smoked.

Want to be a cowboy? Seems pretty good too. Qiu Fengyu walked along the road with a lot of thoughts. $20,000, which was the reward for saving him, but not enough for him to buy a ranch. However, Texas is full of large pastures, and the old Ukrainian man sued him when he came.

"Is $20,000 considered a rich man? In China, it's 1230,000! Qiu Fengyu silently calculated the $20,000 in cash he put in his backpack, "Maybe I can find a place to settle down first, and then find a job." He looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, and the curvy road in front of him that he didn't know where to extend, tightened the backpack on his back, and continued to walk forward.

The small town of Abilene in the small town of Paso, Texas.

With just over 700 inhabitants, it is a veritable small town. However, although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of organs. The streets of the town are still spacious, with four grocery stores, a supermarket, a bakery, a hairdresser, two fast food restaurants, a watch shop, a bar, and a hotel. Of course, there are elementary schools, police stations, post offices, hospitals, churches, bus stops, etc. It's very complete anyway.

The town is surrounded by large pastures as far as the eye can see. Stretching out of the town, you can see some rough roads leading to the homes of the owners of the ranches. The houses of these ranch owners are scattered around the periphery of the town, not far from the town. And in the far side of the town, there is another river that passes through it, the O'Grande River.

In fact, it is also a good place for leisure and sightseeing in the suburbs, where you can buy some takeaway from the ranch's own takeaway, you can also barbecue here, and you can even hunt here, or at least graze. So there are some outsiders here, basically from the city for vacation. A bit and "farmhouse" flavor.

Is one of the closest ranchers to the town Josh? Britt has been a little upset these days, since last October, the place has been dry and rainless, he can only start selling his cattle in July, and further reduce the scale of his ranch, which means that his income is also decreasing, and he has to keep the ranch running, which is a very troublesome thing, and it also means that he has to cut back on expenses and live a more austere life.

He rode his horse to visit the pasture again, and while it was not very hot, the sun might set in a few moments, and he could return to his home before it set. Thinking of his wife and children at home, he felt as if he had fewer worries.

Horses walk down the hillside, and the road here is a bit bad, narrow, and there are some rocks in the way. Along this path, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, so he put the holster on his leg, pulled out his ********, and shouted loudly to the front: "Who, come out, I will shoot, I swear...... You've entered private territory. So saying, he lifted ********.

The grass shook a few times, and out of it came three people with a little dark faces, two of them were relatively short and stocky, and one was very tall and strong, and they had no weapons in their hands, and they raised their hands, and a short and fat man said to him, "I'm sorry...... We had no intention of breaking into your ranch, we just got lost......"

"Damn Mexicans!" Josh? Britt cursed, then put the gun down, crossed his horse, and said to them, "Okay, Mexicans, get out of here, I don't care if you are smuggled here or not, but please don't show up in my ranch again, or my gun won't be vegetarian." Hurry up, fuck off! He gestured at the three Mexicans.

"Of course, we'll leave right away!" The stocky Mexican said, giving a look to the two and the other, and when he turned to leave, suddenly the tall Mexican pulled out a revolver from his bosom and aimed it at Josh? Britt.

"Damn Yankee, get off your horse!" That chunky Mexican at a stunned Josh? Britt said viciously, "Throw your gun down, don't try to play tricks, or you'll make your head bloom, right...... Give me the gun, slowly, yes, really good...... That's what ...... "Chunky Mexican, will Josh?" Britt took his shotgun in his hand, and then slammed it at Josh, who had just dismounted? Britt's head is a rifle butt.

A muffled "bang", Josh? Britt's eyes went black and he fell to the ground.

It was already dark, and below the ravine, a bonfire was lit, around which three Mexicans were gobbling up burritos. It's not the kind of burritos that are very rich in ingredients in the hotel, they are dry and don't taste good.

One of them took a few bites, then spat on the ground: "It's so unpalatable, I swear if I make money in the United States, I'll never touch a damn thing again." ”

"Don't eat it for me!" The strong man snatched the rest of the burrito, and then stuffed it into his mouth in a few bites and wiped it out. As if he wasn't done yet, the stocky Mexican turned his gaze to Josh, who was tied hand and foot by the campfire? Britt. There was a fierce glint in his eyes.

"What about this person?" The strong man wiped his mouth and asked the stocky Mexican.

The stocky Mexican made a neck wiping motion. This frightened the other two, they looked at him in surprise, and then shook their heads desperately, "No, no, we can't do this, we are here to make money in the United States, not to kill people." The strong man first shook his head like a drum, and the other quickly nodded.

"Make money? Of course we want to make money, and we can make a lot of money with this. The chunky Mexican sneered and waved the ******** in his hand, "You want to work in the United States to make money?" You don't have anything, you're going to be deported if you're discovered, and you're going to have to go to jail, and if this Yankee wakes up, he'll call the police, and there's no way we're going to get out of here. We buried him here, no one knows, and when someone finds out, who knows that we did it? ”

There seems to be some truth to this. The brawny man looked at Josh? Britt's eyes were a little wrong. Josh, who was tied hands and feet behind his back, lying on his side on the ground with his own socks in his mouth? When Britt heard this, his heart was anxious, and he struggled with "whining", his eyes full of fear, and he wanted to plead.

"I'm sorry, Yankee, if you live, we won't be comfortable, and it's only your fault that you shouldn't have taken this path." Humpty Mexican picks up a shotgun and aims the butt at Josh? Britt's head, ready to be smashed down with the butt of a gun, in his opinion, Josh? Britt's head would be smashed like a watermelon.

"Wait, man......" said the stout man to the stocky Mexican, "I feel something's wrong." ”

"What? What's wrong? Don't get in the way of me doing things! The stocky Mexican snorted at him in annoyance, "Shut up, and I'll shoot you in the head first." ”

"Good...... All right! It seemed that the strong man was afraid of this short and fat fellow, so he stopped talking. It's just that his eyes continue to be fixed on the grass in front of him, very vigilant.

The chunky guy raised the butt of his gun, ready to face Josh who was lying on the ground immobile? Britt's head slammed down, Josh, who had just ignited a glimmer of hope? Britt, who immediately despaired, closed his eyes and silently said in his heart, "God, please forgive me for my sins......"

"Wait, this time it's real, I saw the grass, the grass in front of me...... There could be something, or a beast, or a person......" The strong man said loudly, but immediately lowered his voice again, and looked at the short and fat man with some hesitation, feeling a little uncertain.

Humpty Dumpty was disturbed again, and let out a furious scream, then put away his shotgun and said to the strong man, "Go and see, if not...... I'll blow your head off first. ”

The strong man stood up, didn't say anything, and cautiously touched the grass over there. The grass looked a little gloomy against the firelight, and he walked over step by step, and Humpty Dumpty behind him also stared at him, and now he wanted to understand this matter now, and then turn out this American.

The strong man carefully pushed away the grass, and his figure looked very dim behind the back of the firelight, because of the light. It seems like there's nothing. The strong man muttered in his heart, and then took a few steps forward. Now his figure was completely hidden in the darkness.

Seeing the figure of the strong man hidden in the darkness, Humpty Dumpty was still a little uneasy, and shouted loudly: "Hey, damn guy, if you find something, come back quickly." ”

There was no response over there. It was silence.

"Hey, Malachi, damn it, you'd better fart out and let me smell you, or I'll shoot you in the ass." Humpty Dumpty shouted the strong man's name.

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark figure stood up from the grass, and suddenly raised his hand, a revolver in his hand, and shot three shots at Humpty Dumpty, and the bullets all hit Humpty Dumpty's body, and the guy fell to the ground without saying a word, and his wide eyes didn't seem to understand why he was killed.

Another Humpty Dumpty man in a hat turned to run, when the black shadow rushed out and threw the creature to the ground with the speed of a leopard, making him face to the ground, cutting his hands behind his back, and tying him up with long strips of cloth.

After doing this qiē, this black shadow that rushed out, under the reflection of the firelight, will Josh? Britt rolled over and lay on his back at the dark figure that had suddenly burst out, and he could see that the man was a dark-haired, tall, somewhat athletic Asian man who was smiling at him and ripped off the stinky socks in his mouth.

"Who are you?" Josh? Britt took a few hard breaths before turning to him.

"Qiu Fengyu, oh, according to the American name Fengyu? Hill. The man smiled at him, showing his white teeth.