"False and real, true and false, fool this gang of lawbreakers. Plus your own manpower...... You're not going to tell me you don't have a cowboy gunner!"

At this point, Jacob didn't want to see Max's exaggerated expression anymore, and he didn't want to waste time to stay here. Every minute of him is very important and precious!

And to be honest, Jacob didn't believe Max at all, not at all.

What was the West like in 1860?

Although it has only been a short day and one night since the soul pierced Jacob, every time the system appears, it is accompanied by a description of the opening sentence of the West: Welcome to the wild and wild West! This is the paradise of thugs! This is the battlefield of law enforcement fanatics! Here the law of the jungle tramples on the dignity of the law! Here the law of the jungle is justice! Here the nobodies have no way to survive!

The system Chi Guoguo unabashedly tells the essence of the west!

A mob's paradise!

Paradise of sin!

Bloody world!

Borderlands!

......

Jacob, no matter how stupid he is, understands what kind of place the West is!

And Max can be the mayor of Hot Springs Town in such a lawless place where he can only talk with knives and guns, and he also owns the largest ranch in Hot Springs Town, and even has a good gold mine. If such a person doesn't have any means, he is just as honest and honest as he is, and even a little cowardly. How could he be the mayor of the town, how could he have so much wealth, especially the gold mines.

If Max had been as honest as he seemed, his corpse would have been dumped in the wild and turned into wolf feces, and then played with by the shell. Where else can you stand in front of Jacob and perform?

"Come on, Max, a week is very short, I think you'll make it until I get back!"

Jacob threw down this slightly cool sentence, then pulled Sophie to turn away, and as he walked, he looked sideways at Sophie's beautiful side face and said gently, "Sophie, where is the nearest magistrate here? And then go and kill Anthony Wade, the Hand of Death......"

"I won't keep you waiting! I'll give you a satisfactory answer in a week at most! Trust me!"

"Hmm!"

Sophie replied in a low voice with her head down, her creamy peach blossom face with rouge and red earlobes. Sophie felt the warmth of Jacob's big hand holding her, and thought of her husband, who loved her so much but died tragically. The heart said: Bill's hand is not as hot as the man in front of him...... Maybe that's the best option! At least he has the strength to kill Anthony Wade for me. And it's not that annoying to look like......

"Rose Creek! The closest sheriff to here is in Rose Creek. About a day's journey. I went to Rose Creek the day before yesterday, where I met with the sheriff, Mr. Donald. If nothing else, he should still be there!"

At the mention of Officer Donald, Sophie's feelings are mixed.

Grateful!

Resentment!

Mixed senses!

Sophie is grateful to Officer Donald, and to Officer Donald for saving her from Anthony and saving her from insults. In an attempt to save her, Officer Donald and several of his men were almost all wounded.

But Sophie also resents Officer Donald. At that time, Officer Donald was tracking Anthony Wade, the Hand of Death, to the church, but Officer Donald was one step late. When he hurried to the church, Sophie's family had been killed by Anthony Wade, the Hand of Death.

"Okay, let's get ready, let's go to Rose Creek right now!" Jacob turned to look at Eve, frowning as Eve cut heads one by one, "Eve, how's it going? How long will it take to finish cutting heads?"

"Hey! I'm a veteran, and I'm fast. And Joseph's head hasn't been cut off! I'll get it right away!"

Click-

Eve threw away the axe, soaked in black blood, and stood up, carrying Joseph's head and grinning as she showed off the fruits of her labor to Jacob, "Jack, my job is done!

"Huh?!"

Jacob and Sophie looked at each other, what else could they say?

“...... Good job！”

Jacob glanced at Eve helplessly, shook his head and smiled helplessly.

"Dollars!"

Eve took the three hundred and fifty dollars Jacob had given her, laughed and turned to leave. Jacob thought that he would get rid of Eve like this, but he didn't expect her to change into a clean hunting outfit and carry a gun, and appear in front of Jacob with a smile.

"Jack, I want to join your team! My dad is also a bounty hunter. I used to follow my dad everywhere to catch wanted criminals...... So I've had a lot of experience!"

Looking at Eve's heartless and grinning expression, Jacob didn't know what to say or how to refuse her.

Dangerous?

Eve immediately showed Jacob how accurate her marksmanship was, and she was very fast. Compared to Eve, the dead Billy is also willing to bow down.

Riding?

I'm afraid Jacob's riding skills are not as good as Eve's. She had grown up on horseback since she was a child, and she rode a bareback horse better than Jacob's saddle horse.

Family?

Eve immediately showed Jacob what it means to feed one person and not go hungry!

Jacob also didn't expect Eve to be alone, living alone in the west. It's no wonder that her personality is so different.

What else can Jacob say?

Nothing can only be asked for Eve to follow him.

In fact, as long as you ignore the freckles on Eve's face, she is also a beauty with an online figure. Personality and temperament are so different. It also looks like something special.

Although the hot spring town is only a day's journey to Rose Creek, there is still a lot of things for Jacob to prepare or deal with. Fortunately, Eve joined the team, otherwise I don't know how long Jacob would have to prepare. By the time Jacob had deposited the rest of his horses and guns at Tony's Hotel and was ready to leave, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon.

"Roar! roar...... Let's go!"

Eve sits on a western caravan drawn by six war horses, the wooden caravan often seen in westerns. The car contained twenty-five human heads, as well as bread, jerky, and household items. Eve looked at Jacob with a grin, a triumphant look on the corners of her mouth and eyebrows. She waved the reins gently, the horses neighed, the horses' hooves kicked, and the caravan ran slowly.

“......”

Jacob looked at Eve and shook his head helplessly, turned his head to look at Sophie riding on a chestnut quart, and smiled elegantly: "Sophie, let's follow!"

With that, Jacob flicked the reins and spurred, and Sophie rode wildly towards the caravan.