Chapter Eighty-Five: The Town of Mossville
Indiana State Road is flanked on bare ground by a rugged red Raptor F150 pickup truck. The rear of the pickup truck has a removable back lid with a suitcase inside, making the interior more spacious.
Behind the Raptor was followed by an army green tough style Grand Cherokee off-road vehicle, the two cars one after the other, splashing dirty water where they passed, looking very domineering.
In Sean's hometown, the roads are not particularly easy to walk, and if you rent a sedan or an SUV with poor off-road performance, it obviously doesn't meet their requirements. The off-road performance of the Raptor pickup truck and the Grand Cherokee is absolutely top-notch.
Whether it is facing uneven country dirt roads or rugged mountain roads, it can be perfectly competent. These two cars became the choice of Sean and his group of four. And don't look at the Raptor as a pickup truck, but the spacious space and interior design are definitely not inferior to the average SUV, and the super horsepower allows Sean to drive it anywhere.
You must know that Sean's house is a farm, not California Highway 1. The roads there aren't as smooth as those in Los Angeles. So this Raptor is definitely more practical!
There is American country music in the car, the car is fully heated, Sean is only wearing a gray tight T-shirt, from time to time take a sip of cool Coke in the car Xiaoice box, that taste, not to mention how refreshing. Turn on the air conditioner, drink ice cola, drive a fast car, soak in beautiful girls, enjoy!
On the way, I filled up at a gas station, sat down at a cheap drive-in restaurant next to me, had a not very hearty but absolutely filling lunch, had a cup of coffee, and after resting enough, the two cars set off again and sped towards the town.
"Wang-"
"Faith seems to be a lot more energetic?" Sean looked at the little faith in the back seat who was held in Angelina's arms through the rearview mirror and wagged his tail, and couldn't help but show a smile, "It seems that it has the potential to be a pilot after getting used to it a few times!" ”
"Of course! Belief is just not very accustomed. I don't want to ditch it over the Christmas holidays. Angelina kissed the little faith as a matter of course, "Merry Christmas, little one-"
It took about 5 hours to get from Polis to the small town of Mossville, and at about two o'clock in the afternoon, we finally arrived in the town.
As you enter the town, you can see a few scattered figures, some department stores and shops began to appear on both sides of the road, and pedestrians on the road also wore thick leather clothes and walked quickly.
Like most small towns in the Midwest, it's desolate, less prosperous, like a big rural village, except that it's full of things.
From banks to police stations, you can see supermarket stores, post offices, and farmers' markets along the way. However, there are no high-rise buildings in Los Angeles, more of a four- or five-story building, and it looks old. Typical American town.
It takes about 15 minutes to get from town to Sean's farm. Duke's gas station and cowboy bar are in the town, so after Shaun and the two waves of Duke decided to separate from each other in the town and make an appointment to meet at the farm together, Sean drove the Raptor pickup truck and Angelina straight to the farm.
Indiana is a plain terrain, which is very suitable for agriculture and plantation, so there are many small towns like Mossville, and there are more small farms like the Sean family, and the most vehicles along the way are Ford pickup trucks.
Following a solid dirt road, Sean ran to his family's farm.
"Boom-" The roar of the car showed the monster's tremendous horsepower.
Not far away stood a sign with a line of words written on it.
"Oh, it looks like this is your home? Sean? ”
Angelina looked through the window and the words "Welcome to Papa Cross's Farm, this is private territory!" Milk or a Remington bullet awaits! ”
"Your grandfather doesn't seem to be a person to mess with, hehe......" Literally, Angelina couldn't have a hard time deducing Sean's grandfather's character.
"No, he only does that with his enemies! He is a veteran of World War II! However, he was kind to his family and friends. This sign has been around since I was little! It's just a change of ...... every year" Sean saw this mottled brand, and overtook the accelerator with one foot, and he was heartbroken.
The Raptor stopped in front of an English-style villa, the simple style, the wooden structure of the villa looks very tasteful, although it is very old, but it is more vicissitudes.
"Maybe they all went to town......"
Sean pushed open the door and walked into the house, only to find that it was quiet and there was no one. This made Sean couldn't help but wonder for a while, casually put the suitcase next to the sofa in the living room, walked to the refrigerator and took out two cans of Eagle wine, opened it and threw a can to Angelina.
"Deco? Pirlo? Oh hell, isn't everyone home? ”
When he opened a few doors, he found no one, which made Sean puzzled, "Andrews, this old cowboy is not there?" Did something happen? ”
"Anji, sit down, I'll go to the stable, maybe they should be there." Sean smiled and settled Angelina, put on a fleece jacket, and pushed the door away.
Angelina sat on the sofa together with the wilting little belief that she was listless, drinking a cold beer and glancing at the listless puppy in her arms.
"Oh, this is not what a pilot looks like......" Looking at Xiao Xin's pitiful appearance, Angelina shrugged helplessly and put it in the transparent box, "Okay, you sleep well, maybe you're really tired." ”
The little guy licked the back of Angelina's hand in agreement.
After settling her little faith, Angelina looked at the country house.
Opposite the sofa is a fireplace, while on the right hand side is the kitchen and dining room, behind it are 2 bedrooms, and there are 3 more bedrooms walking over, next to which there is a simple staircase that should lead to the attic. After all, this is not a big city, and country houses rarely have two or three floors. More actually live on the ground floor, while the upper floor is the attic.
Through the window of the living room, you can see a large courtyard in the backyard, and the trees in it have withered and look very dilapidated.
Picking up the photo frame on the bookcase window next to the living room, Angelina couldn't help but smile, the photo shows a 7 or 8-year-old boy wearing a small vest in suspenders, holding a Remington** in his hand, pouting majestically, revealing a smile missing front teeth.
In terms of silhouette, it should be Sean.
Angelina kept looking at the photos on the cupboard, most of them were pictures of Sean, and occasionally pictures of Sean's parents and grandparents.
One of the family photos caught Angelina's eye.
A pink and cute little baby is held in the arms of a slim mixed-race beauty with black hair, and the little guy stretches out his little hand to touch the woman's face, which looks particularly cute. Next to him stood a tall young man with a grim face, and next to the man was a burly middle-aged man.
Both men are more than six feet tall, and the woman is about five feet nine inches tall, so it's no wonder that Sean is about 188 tall and burly again. The appearance of the middle-aged man and the young man is somewhat similar to Sean, and at a glance, he knows that he is father and son.
Sean didn't talk to Angelina about his mother, but the tall mixed-race woman in the photo should be Sean's mother.
To be honest, Sean's eyes are very similar to his mother's, full of depth. Angelina looked at the beautiful woman and Sean and came to this conclusion.
While Angelina was observing the house, Sean was walking towards the stable.
"Whew, the wind is really strong."
The cold wind hit his face, and Sean couldn't help but pull his collar, although Sean was not particularly afraid of the cold, but this kind of cold wind blowing on his face was not so comfortable. So what Sean hates most is to go on a mission to Siberia.
Sean pulled his collar into the stable, and around the corner two tall men, one of whom had a baseball bat, trailed him.
"Whew-"
Sean was looking down at the back of the haystack, when suddenly there was a wind in the back of his head, and he quickly flashed, and at the same time, one leg was poking at the other party's lower body.
"Fack—"
There was a muffled grunt, and a scream of pain came from the opposite side, and the man fell to the ground.
But before Sean could react, suddenly a pair of legs were twisted by this man, followed by a series of joint techniques, Sean fell directly to the ground, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck and wrist, which made him hurriedly grab the joint.
However, it is obvious that the opponent's joint skills are very powerful, which directly makes Sean almost difficult to breathe. In a hurry, Sean suddenly clasped the other party's elbow, took advantage of the situation, and directly escaped from the other party's control, and then jumped away, embarrassed.
"Shet, I don't have to give this gift when I get home, Daddy-" Sean rubbed his shoulders and looked helplessly at the handsome old man lying on the ground screaming in pain.
As soon as the words fell, an old man with a smile on his face and a white beard stubble walked in outside the door, and when he saw Sean's eyes, he couldn't help but shrug his shoulders, looked at Pirlo on the ground, and laughed, "I said Sean won't be fooled!" ”
Scene playback.
Sean's grandfather, Deco Cross, and his father, Pirlo Cross, watched Sean walk into the stable.
"Oh, stinky boy, it's finally back!" Pirlo shook the decadent smell of alcohol on his body, waved a baseball bat excitedly, and nodded with satisfaction, "Bastard guy, think you won't be beaten if you are a soldier?" ”
Pirlo then swung his baseball bat at Sean, aiming for Sean's ass.
However, after being dodged by Sean and counterattacking with a kick, the opponent turned out to be a series of ground joint skills, which was quite cold, if it wasn't for Sean to hide quickly, it is estimated that he would be lying on the ground this time. Even so, several of Daddy's joint skills also made Sean sore.
"Hahaha......" grandfather Deco looked at Sean in front of him with a smile, hugged Sean tightly, and patted Sean on the back hard, "My little Close has become a real man!" Better than this guy! By the way, he despised Pirlo, who stood up.
"The stinky boy knows that I am still using this great strength, my old bone ......" Daddy Pirlo glared at Sean fiercely, "Bastard guy, do you still know to come back?" Oops...... Don't come and hold me ......."
"Bastard thing, go by yourself! I really doubt how you got back from the battlefields of Vietnam! I was so much better than you when I fought in World War II! De Koclos angrily kicked Pierloclos in the ass, his face changed, and he looked at Sean kindly, "Oh, little one, let's go, I can ask Andrews to order you and your little girlfriend a rich dinner!" "The attitude towards sons and grandsons is completely different!
Old Cross also showed the Cross family's method of teaching their son, and disobedience is beating.
Because there's no better way.
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