"What's going on?"

His Excellency the Peacekeeper pressed one hand on the handle of the gun on his waist, and the simple folk customs of the West made him feel no safety even in the town, and these people probably fantasized that this person must want to kill him just because you looked at him a few more times, so he pulled out his gun and killed the other party. Maybe that person didn't see him at all, just something behind him.

Of course, this is an exaggeration, but the sheriff is still on high alert, and he flees at the slightest mistake. When he was assigned to this town, his teacher at the school told him that it was not a shame to flee the scene to ask for help, and that it was a shame to blindly lose his life for the country, which he remembers to this day.

"It's nothing, sheriff ......", a middle-aged man who looked very honest stood in front of the sheriff, he pointed to the burning house behind the right and said, "The old drunkard's house is on fire for some reason, everyone is watching the excitement." ”

With this explanation, the sheriff's mood relaxed a little, he straightened his hat, squeezed through the crowd and walked into the crowd, and the heat in his face made him take another step back. The entire two-story house had been completely consumed by the fire, and the old drunkard sat on his knees with his fluffy toy and wept bitterly. The house was built by him and his wife, who disappeared when she went outside to pick vegetables in the fields, and there is no news so far, and the official notice of death has been given, putting his wife among the deceased.

Now the last memories of this survival were burned with the fire, and in addition to the precious memories of the past, there was also the money he had saved over the years in the house. The money is not much, only more than 200 yuan, but this is already the largest wealth he has, he does not know where he should go in the future, and he is full of confusion about his future life.

At this time, an onlooker was just about to say something, he was here when something happened just now, but just as he was about to speak, he felt a tingling on his face, and looked around with some inexplicable feelings, and more than a dozen people were silently looking at him, as if they were looking at a dead person. His open mouth closed after a few seconds, it had nothing to do with him anyway!

Something like this would certainly cause the townspeople to be wary of outsiders, Amon had already left in a carriage, and Durin would have to wait three days for a steam train to pass by. At this time he was standing in a vegetable garden, and on the shelf in front of him hung the man who was staring at him.

"Wake him up!", Durin shook his hand slightly, and a young man took a stream of cold water and splashed it.

The agent of the Security Committee had been stripped naked, and at this time, a bucket of cold water washed down, and he threw his head back and held his chest and took a big breath of cool air, just like the moment a drowning person was pushed out of the water by the current, full of desire and instinct for survival, so that he filled his lungs with air.

It took him about three or four seconds for him to come to his senses, and after struggling for a while, he found himself hanging from a shelf, a rack used to dry leather.

Most of these shelves are round and made of fine wood with a certain flexibility, because in many parts of the west there are Gobi wolves and black-haired lions, which are annoying but have a very attractive fur. A Gobi wolf's fur is worth anywhere from two to five yuan, depending on the size, luster and completeness of the fur, and it is said that there are also gray-white Gobi wolf skins worth 20 yuan and pure white Gobi wolf skins worth 50 yuan.

The price of the fur of the black-haired lion is slightly more expensive than that of the Gobi wolf, but not much, and if the fur of the black-haired lion can be guaranteed to be intact, especially the head intact, the price will be doubled.

In addition to farming and mining, many ordinary people living in the west who abide by the order come from these wild animals that have been fighting against humans for many years. It can't be said that every household has such a thing, but as long as there are young people in the family, there will basically be such a shelf.

His hands and feet were tightly tied to the shelf, the round shelf had a strong toughness, stretching his body as far as possible in all directions, and his whole body was as tight as a "big" in the middle of the shelf. He shook his head, and saw Dorin, and saw Dover, and the people behind them.

The left ear has been ringing in the ears, and just now Du Buddha slapped a stick on the side of his head, his head was groggy, and his body was extremely cold. A gust of wind blew, and the chill ran down the pores into his body.

His lips trembled and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, trying to calm the fluctuations in his heart, "Why did you arrest me?", he still retained one ten-thousandth hope, wanting to show his innocence. In the report to Duhrin it is stated that he does no harm to innocent people and that he has his own code of conduct.

Dover casually dropped a pistol on the ground, and the man looked at the pistol on the ground, and asked with the pain in his head, "A pistol, what does this mean?"

Dufo lit a cigarette and licked his lips, "The military standard 71K pistol, with an extended ammunition feeder, can hold thirty-two bullets, and the modified muzzle and chamber can increase the effective killing range of the bullet to thirty-five meters. This pistol has a sealed return device that can fire repeatedly, and it is a military product that is strictly prohibited from circulation and trade on the market, and only the military is equipped with this weapon. ”

Durin shrugged, "Why don't you tell me where you came from, and what your purpose is?"

The guy was silent for a moment, and then he realized that this group of people was much more cunning than he thought, and he recognized his identity just by using a pistol, knowing that many gang members didn't know what was so special when they saw such a pistol. Perhaps he overlooked the fact that a large number of young Gualts who had been requisitioned during the Civil War had returned to their homes after the war, imparting to their children what they had seen in the war.

This is a tradition of the Gualts, who would bring captured weapons and the enemy's front teeth back to their homes after the war, whether in cold or hot weapons, or in the cold and hot armours. They will tell all the children what the weapons the enemy used, how they slashed and picked, and how they killed their own people. They will also show off the front teeth of their enemies to prove their exploits on the battlefield.

This practice once led to the valor of the Guartes, and young children knew how the enemy fought before they even saw it, and these stories from the battlefield inspired them to have courage and courage, as well as a desire to build up their feats.

In Turnier's Lower Town, the veterans also told the children in detail about the weapons used by the Federation, and also talked about the standard weapons of the Empire, including this 71k military standard pistol. This pistol shines on the battlefield, especially in close-quarters combat, and its superior performance and high-speed and stable bursts are not inferior to rifles, but it is lighter than rifles, requires less space for maneuvering, and carries more ammunition, which has received great praise.

"My name is Cook, I belong to the National Security and Security Council of the Department of Defense, and I am very sorry if my companion and I have offended you on this mission. My companion has paid the price, and this should be the end of it. He suddenly narrowed his eyes, as if he was in great pain, and then stretched a little more, "I'm an official of the Empire, I can ignore your previous behavior, but if you continue to treat me like this, you will be breaking the law!"

As soon as Durin tilted his head, the young man poured another bucket of water on the man's body, and brought a bath towel to shake off the continuous blowing. The temperature in the west is not low, but it is not high anywhere, and the average temperature is only more than ten degrees Celsius, and the torture is not much more comfortable than direct injury.

"Your name, why stalking me, who gave you the order. ”

"My name is Cook, I'm not here to keep an eye on you, my superiors told me that there is a gang of horse bandits around here, let me find out about them, it's all a misunderstanding. ”

There was a bang and another bucket of water was poured on it, and the man who claimed to be Cook was shivering from the cold, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on his skin, and even the color of his skin gradually turned white and turned a little blue.

Obviously, he lied, at least that's what Durin thought, and even if he guessed wrong, it didn't matter, did it?

"I've said it all, I'm really called Cook, and my superiors asked me to come ......"

After a few buckets of water poured down and the blowing of the bath towel could clearly hear the clattering of the teeth of the self-proclaimed Mr. Cook, Du Buddha nodded, and the young man who was blowing the wind for Mr. Cook put the bath towel aside, and he walked up to Mr. Jack with a pile of firewood and hay, and spread these things under his feet.

Du Lin took out a cigarette, held it in his hand and did not light it, and said with a smile: "I have heard that when the human body turns off the pain system in the case of a long period of low temperature, even if you are burned to death with fire, you will not feel any pain. I've always thought it was a joke, how can a living person not feel pain? Now is a good opportunity, why don't you tell me if it hurts when the fire licks you?"

Dufo took out the lighter and lit it with a "ding" sound, Dulin lowered his head and led the cigarette from his mouth, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled it.

"Last chance, what is your name, what is the purpose of the stalking, who gave you the order!"