BOOM！！！

Next to Russell's dashing back, there is a bulletproof car that burns due to a violent explosion, and the luxury car of the major shareholder is of reliable quality, even if it is a grenade explosion, it is not deformed. Considering the small space in the car and the power of the grenade, the major shareholder should not have experienced the thrill of burning himself, and he was directly killed.

Russell didn't look back at the explosion, thinking about bringing a pack of cigarettes to pretend to be on his body next time, but he was handsome in less than three seconds, and after walking a few steps, a big horse fell to the ground. A bullet swept past where he had been standing, and he listened to the source of the gunshot, rolled around, and dodged behind a car.

[The host contacts the plot character Hertz and triggers the lottery link, is it drawn now?] 】

Although I don't know who Hertz is, he can be defined by the system as a 'plot character', and he is certainly not a miscellaneous fish.

Hurts is indeed not a miscellaneous fish, he is just a short leader who has been chasing Smith, with the face of a small man and a slightly fat body, but there is a cruel and evil heart under this happy appearance.

Hertz used to be a forensic expert consultant for the FBI, specializing in handling corpses and analyzing the psychological activities of criminals based on subtle clues.

Hertz, like Russell, was born with a talent for analyzing a person's psychology through words and body movements after a short period of contact, speculating what the other person was thinking and what he would do next.

With his innate talent, he moved between many forces and became a mixed bag.

"Wow, I didn't expect there to be such a good gunslinger like you besides Smith. Tell me, where are the woman and the baby? Hiding in the grass and seeing Russell's strange marksmanship, Hertz didn't plan to show up and die.

"Your boss is dead, does it make sense to dwell on it?"

Russell said as he opened the system interface and started his favorite lottery session, getting an item card.

[Item Card: Hertz's fingerprint pistol (only after checking Hertz's fingerprints can you fire, which can not only avoid misfire, but also reduce the crime rate, and is not afraid of being picked up by the enemy, it is a loyal and principled pistol)]

Russell: "......"

What a, waste my expression!

Russell was playing the lottery here, and Hurtz on the other side began to put pressure on him verbally: "Hehe, you don't think I'm only working for Hanmosen, do you?" ”

"There are a lot of people who hire me, and it doesn't matter if I die a Hanmosen, and I have to thank you because Smith killed the Councillor, and I got a big contract, and as long as I kill you, I can say goodbye to the past."

Hurtz said triumphantly, but Russell could hear that he was very unwilling, and his brain made up the other party's gritted teeth, and couldn't help but taunt: "After talking for a long time, it turns out that you are just a working boy, poor guy!" ”

"Stop talking nonsense, tell me ......"

Hiding behind a tree, Hurts sneered twice when he heard Russell's sarcasm. Before he could think of it, a pistol was pressed against his temple, and Smith came out of nowhere.

"Hell!"

Hurtz looked speechlessly at the military dog squatting at Smith's feet, and if he was not mistaken, it was the military dog he had brought over. The military dog crouched honestly beside Smith, wagging its tail happily, noticing Hertz's angry gaze, baring its teeth and grinning back.

"I like dogs, they're good friends to humans, aren't they?"

"Shit, go TMD good friends!"

Boom!

Smith pulled the trigger and blew Hurts' head out, and Russell walked from behind the car and rolled his eyes as he looked at the army dog.

"Smith, you're two minutes late!"

Smith put his pistol in his holster: "No, it was just right. ”

……

Two days later, in a small town in North Carolina, Smith decided to quit the world and settle here as a farmer with Quintana, living the rest of his life in peace.

The two considered getting married after a while, and the baby became their first child as a matter of course.

A happy ending, everything looks good, Smith and Quintana are very happy with their new home, Russell is not, because he paid for the land.

A $500,000 bank card is not named, lost, or withdrawn, but it can be swiped on the POS machine. Russell didn't think it was of much use, but when he actually swiped the card, he couldn't help but feel distressed for an afternoon.

Smith solved his worries and began to teach Russell with all his might, teaching him all his skills. He regarded Russell as a friend, the kind of lifelong friendship, and taught him extremely hard.

The fastest way to learn is through actual combat, and no amount of theory can be learned as well as a real battle, and in this regard, Smith and the cross share the same view. He took Russell to the jungle for actual combat acting, he kept the fight, and deliberately missed every time, until he learned of Russell's magical talent, and he began to move seriously.

Full level of large with trumpet leveling, Russell rubbed the experience to rub the biubiu upward, between life and death is the easiest time to break through, his brain is running at high speed, and the muscles memorize the movements again and again, and within a few days, Smith suffered some hardships.

The memories and experiences that remain in Russell's body are constantly being excavated, and he is making rapid progress at a speed that is visible to the naked eye. There are also two one-time skills of '100 shots and 100 hits' and 'bullet time' that he was equipped before, from which Russell has gained a strong gun sense, although he can't perfectly copy the two magic skills, but the system has already recognized that he has obtained a permanent skill.

[Skill: Pistol Mastery (Your Pistol Fights Great)]

Compared to the advanced skills experienced, 'Pistol Mastery' seemed ordinary, but Russell was encouraged, and the moment the system prompt appeared, he suddenly realized a truth.

The system is not the biggest golden finger, it is just the key to the heavenly world, and this key unlocks endless resources!

……

A week later, after Russell had mastered his new skills, Smith told him that he had nothing left to teach.

The master led the way in, the cultivation depended on the individual, and the next thing was only Russell himself!

Russell didn't say much, and the two opened red wine that night, and Quintana prepared a sumptuous dinner, a parting dinner, and both of them drank to their heart's content.

At noon the next day, Russell boarded the Ford pickup, twisted the key, and waved his hand at Smith.

"To be honest, although it was only a brief relationship, I'm sure you're the worst killer I've ever seen, and your qualifications are simply dull!" Smith is looking forward to his future life, and the smile on the face of the tough guy has been getting more and more recently, and he teased Russell when he parted.

Russell snorted coldly, took out the bearer bank card from his pocket, and slammed it on Smith's face.

Smith was a little stunned, the bank card fell directly to the ground, he frowned and said, "What does this mean, you think that spending a little money can make me change my evaluation of you?" ”

Russell glanced at Smith arrogantly, and the spirit of the local tyrant leaked out: "Poor ghost, there are about 300,000 beautiful knives in it!" ”

Without saying a word, Smith picked up the bank card on the ground, put it in his jacket pocket, and gave Russell a thumbs up: "I take back my previous words, you are really a genius!" ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, stretched out their fists and touched them in mid-air.

"By the way, will you come to my wedding with Quintana?"

"I'm sorry, but I might be absent because I'm still a wanted person." Russell shrugged his shoulders and, under Smith's gaze, drove the Ford away.

"I was going to say that I still lack a best man...... Well, good luck! ”

It wasn't until the shadow of the pickup disappeared that Smith turned and walked towards his new home, where he saw Quintana holding the baby in his arms, took the mother and son into his arms, and kissed Quintana on the forehead.

Quintana touched the face of the man he loved, and his fingers ran over the outline of his facial features carved by the knife and axe: "What's wrong, you're in a bad mood?" ”

"No, I'm not ...... at all Well, you're right, it's a little bit of a loss! ”

"Leave it to me, I've got a way to make you happy right away!"

Quintana smiled, his fingers slid down Smith's chin to his chest, drew a small circle, and continued down, gently unzipping and grasping an indescribable cylinder.

"Oh~~~"

"I like it, I don't remember who Russell is!"