"What do you talk about in the middle of the day!"

Jacob spat out the bloodshot mud in his mouth, and staggered along the route he had come from, shaking his still dazed head. He didn't seem to be feeling anything other than a little dizzy in his head right now. Even the tinnitus buzzed for a while, and then it immediately returned.

This is also due to the fact that the explosives are simple black powder, which is not fully burned and has insufficient power. And Jacob is very experienced in dealing with such explosion scenes, and when facing explosions, he takes appropriate measures to avoid most of the blast shock waves. If it was replaced with detonator explosives, or explosives such as TNT, even if Jacob had dealt with it properly, he would never have been so alive at this time.

The wind blew, and the smoke was blown away in almost seconds, revealing a tattered wooden building crumbling in the wind, and a bloody stump of flesh and blood all over the ground, and the Wade Brotherhood was screaming in pain for death or injury. And Anthony Wade has long since fallen to the ground, no longer regaining the image of a gentleman in a suit and leather shoes, and the straight trench coat jacket on his body has also become tattered in the explosion, ragged like a beggar's outfit. The clothes were still covered with flesh and blood, and it was impossible to distinguish whether it was human or horse blood.

"Poof—"

A mouthful of blood spat out, and Anthony Wade held on to his horse's corpse and stared at it. If it hadn't been for the moment of the explosion, he dismounted and hid by the side of the warhorse, he would have been torn apart like the other gunmen on the ground, and his body would have been incomplete.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Anthony Wade's fierce eyes were fixed on the direction of Jacob's escape, and he howled like a lone wolf, and waved his revolver in his hand like a nervous frenzy, shouting: "Chase, chase, chase, catch him, I will take him alive!"

An angry roar resounded through the sky, reverberating back and forth through the town, and the howling wind could not suppress his roar. Jacob shuddered as he listened to Anthony Wade's roar in his new hideout, and his hair stood on end. Anthony Wade's murderous aura is so rich and cold that it can freeze people's bone marrow and soul. Jacob had never felt such a terrifying and pure murderous aura before.

Anthony Wade's roar was like a key to activate Bronk, and in an instant Bronk seemed to wake up from his slumber, and countless shouts and curses could be heard in all directions, and the bolt of the gun was pulled, the horses neighed, and the sound of horses' hooves echoed through the streets.

Jacob hid on the second floor of a house with a Henry M1860 in his hand, a sneer on the corner of his mouth, his eyes looking out through the window coldly, his ears shaking like a monkey, catching any movement that might arise at any time.

"Da Da Da-"

A dozen horses galloped down the street toward the church, and gunners on horseback, armed with lever guns or revolvers, shouted and shouted in arrogance. There were also more than a dozen people jumping and running on the rooftops, jumping over many obstacles and rushing to the church. Further afield, the sound of horses' hooves and shouts could be heard at the town's intersection.

The gunmen of the Wade Brotherhood were shocked when they heard Anthony Wade's roar of infinite murderous intent. They had never seen Anthony Wade so furious, so furious.

Anthony Wade, who laughed, had already made them fear like an evil god, and the angry Anthony Wade seemed to be a real god of death in their hearts! At this time, none of them dared to provoke Anthony Wade, and they all rushed to the church with all their strength to carry out his orders.

"Boss, how could there be an explosion?!"

"Boss, who are you going to kill?"

"Damn it!"

......

"Bang bang bang-"

The muzzle of the .44 caliber Henry M1860 was filled with thick white gunsmoke, and the sixteen bullets were instantly emptied by Jacob, and the bullets cut through the air drifting through the wind and sand, leaving a series of bullets that were visible to the naked eye, and accurately shot at the gunners passing downstairs.

The huge lead bullet hit the gunner with a huge amount of energy, and the lead bullet instantly deformed, shooting a huge blood hole into the gunman's body, and the huge stopping effect made the gunman feel like he was hit head-on by a giant hammer, snapping or falling off the horse and splashing blood plasma, or hanging on the stirrup and being dragged by the war horse, leaving a bloody stain on the ground.

Sixteen bullets killed six gunmen, leaving only the horses neighing around the corpses. Their simple minds couldn't understand why their master, who was still in high spirits just a moment ago, fell in an instant and lay motionless on the ground.

"There it is!"

"Kill him!"

"Shoot! Shoot!"

......

Bang bang bang –

The gunners running on the rooftops instantly locked on Jacob's location and immediately fired at Jacob while beckoning to the other gunmen.

"Black Suit, Blonde, White Boy......"

"It's the bounty hunter!"

"Don't kill him! Boss let us capture him alive!"

“Fuck......”

......

Just as the gunman shouted to shoot, Jacob had already dropped the missing Henry M1860 and shifted position. He also left a surprise before leaving, waiting for the gunmen to find out.

Armed with revolvers, double-barreled front-loading shotguns, and lever guns, the four gunmen cautiously approached Jacob's house. Because he heard Anthony Wade's order, he couldn't kill Jacob, he had to capture him alive. Everyone secretly scolded their mother in their hearts, but they didn't dare to disobey Anthony Wade's orders. Otherwise, after killing Jacob, the next person to die will be the gunman who killed Jacob.

If you kill Jacob, you will definitely be killed by Anthony Wade, and if you don't kill Jacob, judging by the marksmanship that Jacob just revealed, the chances of being shot are very high. Kill, it's death! If you don't kill, it's not far from death!

The tangled psychology tormented these gunmen.

But no one dared to disobey Anthony Wade's orders, so the four unlucky men were forced to come out and search the house.

"Bang-"

The door panel is shattered!

Glass Splash!

"Fuck! fuck bastard...... Hands up...... Ahh

"Sneer—"

The spark of the fuse shone brightly, and the line of fire burned rapidly.

"Damn! It's explosives!

A bundle of explosives was inserted in a black jar, like a potted plant planted in a flower pot, and the sparks from the fuse crackled and exploded slightly, and they were about to burn to the end in the blink of an eye......

"Boom-"

"It's not just explosives!"

Jacob, who was far away from the house and preparing to sneak to the next hiding point, whispered proudly when he heard the loud explosion of explosives, "And the nails!"

It turned out that Jacob saw a jar of rusty nails in the house, and on a whim, he buried the explosives in the jar and created a fragmentation bomb. The explosives exploded, and waves of air splattered everywhere with hundreds of iron nails, and the seeds of death were sown with a sharp whizzing sound in the air.

Although the four gunmen hid behind the door, they were still pierced with iron nails, and their bodies were like broken jars and bubbling with blood, and they did not seem to survive.