"Fuck you!

Looking at the sarcastic smile on Jacob's lips, Eve slapped Jacob's arm away in annoyance, gave Jacob a fierce middle finger, and then turned away without looking back.

"Bang ......"

Furious gunfire rang out.

"And Fuck you too! You shit!"

"Vomit...... !"

"Eve!

"Eve, stop! Billy is dead!"

"Vomit ......"

......

By the time Jacob looked back, Eve was already pulling her lace skirt in one hand and a smoking revolver in the other. The lace dress and revolver were so ...... in Eve's hands Cruel!

"Wow, cool!"

Jacob admits to underestimating the woman a little before. It's a pity for the freckles on this face!

Look at Billy again, his head has been blown out by Eve, like a broken watermelon, unrecognizable, brains, blood, bones, hair mixed together, splattered on the road full of cow and horse dung, mosquitoes and flies buzzing and licking, colorful like an impressionist painting. I guess even Billy's mother came and couldn't recognize who it was!

"Well, this is our western woman! Unlike your big city ladies, it's so cute! Jack, you have to learn to adapt!"

James pressed the handle of the gun, the corners of his eyes jumped, and the two thick Bismarck-style mustaches on his mouth proved that he could not accept Eve's approach, but his mouth was hard.

"Let's go to the bar!"

waist-high creaky shutters, smoky lights in the dim light, inferior whiskey, rough solid wood bars, wine cabinets, furniture, a group of rough men and cowboys wearing shirts and trousers hanging from their waists, or chatting with clouds, playing billiards, playing cards, or teasing the warbler...... One moment he was still talking and laughing, and the next second, he pulled out his gun and shot angrily without saying a word, and after killing his opponent, he sat beside the corpse with a nonchalant face and continued to drink......

Maybe that's what people think of western bars. In fact, it is also true!

"Bang!"

As soon as Jacob and James reached the door of the bar, a gunshot rang out inside the bar, followed by the screams of messy women, curses from men, and the sound of broken bottles.

"Bang ......"

Then, like lit firecrackers, the sound of crackling guns and bursting shots, a corpse broke through the door and flew out, and fell in front of the two with a thud.

"That's the beauty of the West!"

James said meaningfully. As he spoke, he quickly drew the revolver and spun it around a few times.

"Guns, horses, beauties, spirits......"

"Bang Bang ......"

James raised his hand and shot twice into the sky, laughing and laughing, "And the thugs who can't stop killing! Listen! I'm Hot Springs Sheriff James Bundy." If you don't want to die, quickly throw away your weapons, raise your hands and come out and surrender!"

"Bang!"

Before he could finish speaking, a gunshot suddenly rang out! as if in answer to James's words.

Hearing the gunshot, Jacob dodged sideways and ducked behind the wooden box. And James is much more embarrassed. He didn't expect that the people in the bar didn't take his words seriously at all, and in a hurry, a lazy donkey rolled and rolled behind a pile of barrels, covered in dust and grass clippings. James's face turned red, he didn't expect that he had just made a bold statement in front of Jacob, and he was slapped in the face before his words fell.

"Drip ......"

I saw James take out a brass whistle and blow it vigorously.

"Alright, James, don't whistle your kid anymore. I'm Glinton and things have been settled!"

“Fuck！”

Hearing the words coming from the bar, James angrily threw the brass whistle to the ground. The brass whistle snapped twice, and then James kicked it into the dirt. With red eyes, James raised the revolver in his hand and pointed it at the door, and yelled, "Damn it! Greenton, you come out for me! You change it to give me an explanation, or the gallows will be your final destination!"

With a squeak, the bar's shutter door opened, and a stout man in a black trench coat walked out with his hands raised. He slowly lifted his cowboy hat-obscured face, revealing a face that would be remembered at a glance, a large scar that stretched from the corner of his left eye to the right corner of his mouth. There was a creepy smile on his face, "I think Sheriff James has remembered who I am." Well, it's as simple as last time. The wanted warrant is in my hands, you can take a look. ”

Greenton waved the wanted warrant in his hand, glanced at the corpse at the door, and his hideous face clearly wrote disdain, "This old man lying at my feet is called Hank Lewis, and the one in the bar is little Tommy, both of whom are wanted criminals with bounties, and the bounty is as high as two hundred dollars per person, and two hundred dollars per person for life or death!

Patting his head, Greenton pretended to be surprised and continued, "Oh, look at my brain! I have a few Cheyenne warrior scalps here, and I should be able to get a bounty from Mr. Sheriff, right? Let me do the math, six Cheyenne Indian scalps, six hundred dollars." Plus a $400 wanted warrant bounty. Sheriff James, you should pay me a thousand dollars!"

"Huh, Beast Greenton, this is my territory...... You're nothing more than a goddamn bounty hunter!"

Listening to Greenton's playful and mocking words, James was so angry that he couldn't help it. He wanted to kill this hateful bounty hunter with one shot

"Ding!"

"Mission released!"

The hollow mechanical sound of the system rang out in Jacob's mind. Jacob's spirit was shocked, and his heart said: The mission has been released!

"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 tramples on the dignity of the law! Here the law of the jungle is justice! Here there is no way to survive for nobodies! Please get the title of hero or above. Note: Title levels, Normal, Elite, Hero, Legendary, Epic, Mythic!"

"This is a long-term task. Beginner, get the title of hero or higher within six months. Quest completion rewards random skills. Fail, if the title is one level lower than the Heroic level, the host level will be reduced by one level. If the host level is below level 0, or the title is lower than normal (nobody), it will be erased!"

"Please keep in mind the host!"

Jacob calmly pondered the content of the task released by the system. Heart Says: Title Quest?Common, Elite, Hero, Legendary, Epic, Mythical...... How to get the title, and how to measure the level of the title? The system also has no explanation. Looks like I'm going to have to figure it out on my own. Well, this quest was released when Glynton appeared, and it may have been triggered like this! I should have reached out to Grinton, and maybe it would be rewarding!