The severed human heads were neatly stacked by Eve, and several human heads were piled together, like Halloween pumpkins, bloody and weird!

"Mr. Max, how do you see my head handled?"

Eve stopped what she was doing, holding an axe in one hand and a severed human head in the other. Cutting off several heads one after another made Eve a little tired, and the sweat on her forehead gurgled out, washing the blood stains on her face out of the ravines, like the makeup of a beautiful woman.

Decapitation is not an easy job, it not only tests people's eyesight and techniques, but also tests people's physical strength, and even more tests people's courage. Eyesight, technique, physical strength, and courage are all indispensable, and without one of them, you can't cut off a complete human head.

After all, these heads are to be taken to receive the bounty, and it is necessary to ensure that the heads are intact, at least it is clear who the heads belong to. If a human head is cut beyond recognition, like a smashed watermelon, then there is no way for the human head to receive the bounty. may even be considered a murderer.

That's more than worth the cost!

Max looked at the bloody corpses all over the ground, and then at the head that Eve was carrying in his hand that was still dripping and bleeding, and scolded his mother: Damn! How could there be such a ...... It's even more western than the wild cowboy of the West!

"Huh-"

Embarrassing, extraordinarily embarrassing. But the good cultivation made the corners of Max's stiff mouth pull out a polite smile, and he gave a thumbs up and praised: "Good job!"

Very well done indeed!

The incision of the human head was flat and unmutilated, as if the human head had been sawed off the body with a saw. This also confirms what Eve said before: I have a lot of experience with decapitation!

After Max finished Eve's perfunctory speech, he didn't want to stay for a moment, and went straight to Jacob, who was standing not far away, and before he could walk in front of Jacob, he blurted out the words, "Hahaha...... This must be Mr. Fry! I'm Mark Max, the mayor of Hot Springs. Thank you for cutting off the cancer of the Borg Gang for the West!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand from a distance and walked briskly to shake Jacob's hand.

When Max appeared, Jacob had already noticed him.

By this time, the townspeople in the square had already dispersed, either going back to guard the pastures, or to pan for gold in the gold mines, or to clean up their household chores...... Each has its own livelihood, and it is impossible to stay in the square with Jacob and these corpses. After all, no matter how powerful Jacob is, no matter how novel and interesting these corpses of the Borg Gang are, they can't give them dollars.

Only a few people were left in the square, including Jacob, Sophie, and Eve. So as soon as Max appeared, Jacob noticed him. Jacob had never met Max before, and if it weren't for the fact that Eve had just called him Mr. Mayor, Jacob wouldn't have known that he was the mayor of Hot Springs.

Is it just that Max came to me for something, and the bounty doesn't go to the mayor......

Jacob reluctantly let go of Sophie's jade hand, shook Max's hand quickly, and then smiled gracefully, "Hello, I'm Jacob Fry." You don't need to thank me, Mr. Max. After all, it's just a deal, isn't it? I took their lives, and your federal government paid me......."

Truth be told, Jacob was still interested in the bounty hunter industry. This is the same as his profession in his previous life, which was to obtain a bounty by hunting human lives. But the bounty hunter can kill people openly, while the killer can only hide in the dark world. In comparison, it is still the bounty hunter who is more attractive. After all, one is a hero, the other is a thug criminal.

"Huh?!"

Max didn't expect Jacob to say that, and he couldn't react for a moment. He had expected Jacob's reaction to be either youthful and triumphant, or mild-mannered and humble. But he didn't expect Jacob to be completely out of his estimation, and directly hunted the Borg gang with a transaction.

After being stunned, Max instantly cleared his mind and followed Jacob's words. He pointed to the row of corpses on the ground, his eyes twinkled, and he said hypocritically, "I still want to thank Mr. Frye for eradicating the Burg Gang, a gang that does all kinds of evil." It's also strange that we didn't realize James's true identity in the first place, so we hired him to be the sheriff of Hot Springs...... Ay...... Thankfully, he used Hot Springs as a stronghold and didn't do any damage...... Now James' gang is dead, and there is no sheriff in Hot Springs......"

Jacob thought when he heard this!

Max was shameless enough to come up with such a reason to keep such a hot spring town safe. It seems that Max is not ignorant of James's identity!

Maybe there's some shady deal between them!

Wait!

A word popped into Jacob's mind:

"Hire?!"

Hearing Max talk about "hiring" James as the sheriff of Hot Springs, Jacob was a little puzzled. Shouldn't a government position like a sheriff be elected by the residents, or directly appointed by the government? How can it be like hiring a cleaner, a housekeeper, or a security guard?

I felt that the pressure was lowered all of a sudden.

When it comes to the western sheriff, everyone's first impression is that he has a wide-brimmed hat, a straight but not very clean shirt and trousers, a shiny police badge on his chest, and a revolver at his waist. On behalf of the federal government, on behalf of justice.

The reality is that this is a of the TMD, and this position is not an employee of the state and federal governments, or even a civil servant of the state government, but only an employee at the county or town level, exercising police duties in the county where he is employed. Most sheriffs in western towns are hired by the town government or the townspeople to sign security contracts.

Therefore, most of these sheriffs can only be called security guards with law enforcement powers.

The western towns are home to a few hundred or thousands of people at most, and are surrounded by uninhabited wilderness. The western environment is one of lawlessness and thieves, and the elusive Indians are eyeing white immigrants and trying to cut off your scalp at any moment.

Now as long as there is one person who can maintain the basic order of the town and protect the basic safety of everyone's life, this is enough. Who cares if this sheriff was a thug or a robber and murderer before. As long as he is familiar with his connections and has a hard idea, he can ensure that there are not too many people in the town, and there is no way to do one or two, but don't affect the operation of the entire town. The rest is nothing.

No one will be idle and have nothing to do with the protector of their own lives, he has done some immoral things, and it is normal for people to kill you directly with a gun!

This is the case with James. Ironically, he and his Borgs have done their best to keep the hot spring town safe.

But now things are going bad! The borg's criminal gang has been destroyed, and the town of Hot Springs has lost its protector and is exposed to the mob. Max, as the mayor of Hot Spring Town, is in a hurry, and the hot spring town that has lost its protection will be fat in the eyes of the thugs and bandits wandering in the wilderness......

"Mr. Fry, on behalf of the Hot Springs government and the residents, I am offering you an offer to take over as the Sheriff of Hot Springs......"