"I'm sorry, sir......"

A policeman with a police badge on his arms lazily glanced at Jacob, muttered a reluctantly mutter, and said insincerely, "Donald is not at the police station, if you want to look for him, I suggest you go to a bar, a gambling house, or a brothel......"

After saying that, the bearded man took up the wide-brimmed cowboy hat and put it over his face, crossed his legs and reclined in the chair to pretend to sleep, and no longer took care of Jacob.

Jacob buttoned his ears, did I hear it wrong?

"He's definitely in one of them...... Fuck! These fucking bastards! Got me to guard the police station...... My poor Lily, I made an appointment with her yesterday......"

Jacob looked at the sky outside in disbelief.

It's noon, and it's bright outside, and the scorching sun is shining on the earth.

It's not night!

Bar?!

Casino?!

Brothel?!

Fooling around in these places in broad daylight?

As a law enforcement officer, can you eat, drink, prostitute and gamble so blatantly?!

And it's still with subordinates, is this really good?

Yes, Jacob didn't have auditory hallucinations. Officer Donald is one such contradictory and wonderful character.

As a magistrate, he is known for his marksmanship and bravery, and he is known in the neighborhood as an iron-blooded magistrate. But he was also an ordinary man, and he also had the hobbies of most western men—drinking, gambling, lustful! Even though he had been seriously wounded in the gunfight a few days earlier, it did not stop him from going in and out of bars, gambling halls, and brothels.

Bar!

Casino!

Brothel!

...... And, of course, the church!

It's standard in every western town!

No matter how remote this town is, no matter how small this town is, even if there are only 100 people in this town, this town will have these kinds of building facilities. And in this town, the most luxurious and tallest building must be a brothel or a gambling house, not a church!

Until the fundamental desires of wine and wealth are satisfied, God will stand aside!

"I have a few wanted heads here that need to be checked by Officer Donald......"

Jacob didn't want to go from bar to bar, gambling hall and brothel to find a bad gambler and pervert.

"Wow ......"

The bearded man's sneer came from under his cowboy hat, and with obvious disdain, he said, "Bounty hunter, don't mess around!" You look like a rich boy, either from which bounty hunter bought a few heads, or his gunman hunted a few unlucky wanted criminals...... Earn fame to attract the love of ignorant maidens......

"Dingding-ding-"

The tried-and-true gold coin ~ Law was sacrificed by Jacob again, and a few Mexican eagles rolled on the desk of the bearded man.

"Whoa—"

Just for a moment, I don't know when the bearded man had stood up, looked at Jacob with a smile on his face, and the silver coins on the table disappeared without a trace, all rolled into the bearded man's cowboy hat, and then he put it on his head. The whole set of actions is chic and skillful, with a magical charm, without the slightest pyrotechnics.

"Coffee or tea?"

The attitude of the face changes so quickly that it is comparable to the face-changing master in Sichuan opera.

"No need!"

Jacob pointed to the caravan parked outside, and said loudly, "The Borgs are all in ambush, and the heads are outside." I need Officer Donald to verify it right away, can you help me get Officer Donald?"

"The Borg Gang?!"

The bearded man's face changed suddenly, and he looked at Jacob in disbelief as if he were looking at God. He really didn't believe that Jacob, who was as handsome and elegant as a noble son, would say such a big thing? Could it be that the man in front of him was a madman? Otherwise, how could he say such a foolish thing?

It's just that when he stretched out his head and looked outside the door, he suddenly saw that his face changed drastically. The heads of the people hanging on the caravan like lanterns swayed gently in the wind, and under the midday sun, it looked gloomy and terrifying.

"Is this really the Borg Gang?!"

Sweat was dripping from the bearded man's face, and the Mexican eagle in his hat seemed to become heavy, pressing on his head like a mountain. He looked at Jacob in the wind in the jade tree again, and no matter how he looked at Jacob's elegant smile, there was a dead evil awe.

"Yes!

Take out the wanted warrant in your pocket and unfold it in front of the bearded man. Jacob shuddered and smiled.

"Bang-"

The bearded man slammed the door and rode away at a gallop, ignoring Jacob.