"It's me, Jacob Frye!"

Jacob did not have the slightest modesty, nor did he have the slightest weakness, and shouted in righteous words.

He looked at the people who were flying and dismounting in the billowing dust, including the bearded man he saw in the police station, and it was obvious that the bearded man had gone to find Sheriff Donald.

"Jacob Frye?!"

Although the voice tried to remain calm, I don't know if it was too much alcohol to control, or if the horse's gallop caused the breath to be unsteady, and the voice was obviously a little out of tune, like a cassette tape, and the voice was rough and funny.

And before people can see clearly, the strong smell of alcohol and inferior perfume comes to the nose. It can be seen that these people must have been drinking and absurdly before they came, and they came in a hurry after hearing the news.

A middle-aged gentleman in a suit staggered through the flying dust. He wears a broad Mexican cowboy hat, thick eyebrows, sharp, ethereal eyes, and most characteristically his thick Napoleon III mustache, which almost covers his entire mouth. The middle-aged gentleman has a unique temperament and a majestic appearance, which makes people pay attention to him at a glance.

"You hunted the Borg Gang alone?!"

The middle-aged gentleman's sharp eyes scrutinized Jacob, from top to bottom, from head to toe, like a falcon watching its prey. The tone was full of doubt and disbelief. He casually pressed the handle of the revolver on his waist with both hands, and his sturdy body pressed directly towards Jacob, "There are more than twenty people in the Borg Gang, and you are alone...... Can you hunt down the Borg Gang unscathed?!Are you sure you're not looking for some substitutes to cheat me?!My Donald's eyes can't rub sand......"

Apparently this middle-aged gentleman is Officer Donald.

Anyone who hears that Jacob hunted the Borgs should be suspicious. Who made the Borg Gang notorious, and Jacob was unknown. Even Jacob's image is so suave as an aristocratic son, at first glance that he is not the typical western bounty hunter who is savage, rude, and tangled.

Jacob raised his hands and shrugged his shoulders to show that he didn't have any weapons in his hands, then turned to look at Eve and Sophie, who were finishing their work. They piled the rancid human heads in front of the police station, and more than two dozen human heads were piled up into a small Jingguan. Although Jingguan is small, the hideous and ugly human head really makes the onlookers feel the wind gusting and the cold is pressing.

"The head of the Borg gang is here! Mr. Donald, this can't be faked!"

Throwing out the wanted post, Jacob was leisurely and calm, and his passion for acting was ignited.

"Mr. Donald, this is the head of the Borg! I think I'll have to trouble you again at this time the day after tomorrow. ”

"Huh?"

"Mr. Donald must remember the tragedy that happened in Bronk a few days ago!"

Jacob pointed to Sophie next to him expressionlessly, "That's Miss Green, the sole survivor of the tragedy." In response to her bounty, I will settle the Hand of Death for Miss Green, Anthony Wade......"

"Miss Green?!oh God!I'm not mistaken......"

Donald's whole expression collapsed, and only then did he notice Sophie next to Jingguan, and let out a dumbfounded exclamation, his face full of disbelief.

He never thought that the holy and delicate Sophie would do such things, and in Donald's mind, Sophie should be sitting in the garden fiddling with roses, not fiddling with rancid human heads one by one, despite the disgusting smell of corpses.

Sophie's subversive change made Donald a little confused!

"You read that right, Mr. Donald! That's Miss Green! I've sent for Anthony Wade, and tomorrow at twelve o'clock at noon I'll be waiting for him at Bronck's church, and I'll have a life-and-death shootout with him and his Wade brotherhood......

Jacob politely took off his hat and saluted, then smiled, "I think that at noon the day after tomorrow at the latest, Mr. Donald will see Anthony Wade, the Hand of Death, and the head of Wade's brotherhood...... Hopefully, Mr. Donald will have the bounty ready by then. Because that's a lot of dollars!"

"Hmph!

"Boy, it's not that I look down on you, it's just that you're the only one who wants to duel Anthony Wade, the Hand of Death, and his lackeys...... You're killing yourself!"

Donald tugged at his bow tie and looked at Jacob with disdain. Although Jacob was polite, elegant and calm, he was extremely arrogant in Donald's eyes. In the aftermath of the Bronk Church massacre, Donald and his men exchanged gunfire with Anthony Wade, the Hand of Death, and after a fierce shootout, Donald did not win, but he did not lose, at least they saved Sophie. Donald knew too well about the strength of Anthony Wade, the Hand of Death, and his Wade Brotherhood. In his opinion, Jacob is really arrogant and self-defeating to fight against it single-handedly!

"Who said Jack was alone, I'd go to battle with him!"

A human skull rolled at Donald's feet, staring at the sky with the eyes of a dead fish, his mouth covered with dust, dirty and undignified.

"Eve, give James a little dignity. After all, we all know him. ”

Jacob picked up James' head and wiped it gently, brushing the dust off James' blue-gray face. Then he smiled and said to Donald, "Look! This is the boss of the Borgs, who has been transformed into the sheriff of Hot Springs, but has not escaped the judgment of crime......

"The heads of the other Borg Gang members are here, and Mr. Donald can verify them all...... I hope to get my bounty as soon as possible! Wow - tomorrow will be a day to be remembered by everyone......"