Finally, after that wonderful smell of the afternoon passed, Brandi's recuperation life finally really returned to its original state, Marty no longer angry with him, every day happily managed this temporary family composed of two people, Brandi also settled down to be a sick number, now for him, recuperation is the first priority, only after taking care of his body, he will have a real capital for the free life of the west of the horse in the future.

When life begins to get simpler, time may slow down, but when this life is spent with people who have developed a faint sense of trust, tacit understanding, and dependence, time will inevitably pass quickly.

Two weeks passed quickly, and during that time, Brandi's physical recovery was faster than expected, which made him happy.

Dr. Calloway had recently come to remove the threads that had been used to suture the wound.

According to the doctor, he can now move as normally as before, but he has not yet returned to his previous state, and if he wants to speed up the recovery process, he needs to rest and take more protein, and of course, most importantly, he must not let the injury be hit hard during this potential recovery period, otherwise, the gunshot wound will not be as simple as leaving a scar on the front abdomen and back.

During this time, Brandi's favorite horse, the black Turkmen horse named "Shadow", also completed all of his harnesses.

Although Bill Carson suffered a big loss in this transaction and had to order a set of highest-priced harness for this horse for free, he did not engage in any deception in it, because he knew that a young gentleman with money and a gun and a high IQ was the most difficult character to mess with, and such a person would not only immediately discover his unsightly little tricks, but also retaliate back at the first time, as for how he knew, hehe, he didn't want to say, let alone be asked.

As a result, Jeepage had a saddle that suited not only him but also his owner, a specially modified saddle capable of holding up to eight spears, a saddle that took into account aesthetics and practicality, and a lantern specially prepared for night walking, in addition to the overall construction and color scheme of the black Turkmen horse, which allowed the horse to reach its full potential in practical use.

Brandi was very satisfied with the heavily armed Shadow, and the Shadow was also satisfied with the saddle that suited him well, so when the news reached Brandi, he immediately went to the stable, rode the Shadow out, and walked around Valentine's vicinity, not only that, but also took the little girl Martie with him, and slowly paraded around Valentine's main road like a general.

Brandy didn't know how Marty felt when she was on horseback for the first time, but judging from the little girl's excited expression, this time it didn't bring her any unpleasant feelings.

And Brandi felt it in this first riding of the Absolute Shadow, sure enough, it was still a small skeleton horse from the East that was comfortable to ride, not that it was not good to follow him for a while, and he had also experienced life and death, but a Shire horse, and it was a surprisingly large horse among the Shire horses, even if he sat on a special saddle, there would be a feeling of taking a big step and pulling the egg, and now that there was a Jueying, it seemed that it was time for Da Li to return to his own work and be a horse.

Seeing that his injuries were healed, Brandi also thought about returning to the gang, as for the movements of the gang, strictly speaking, he did not know, because after the Rev. Swanson, Abigail, and Sadie all left Valentine, Brandi did not receive any news about the Van der Linde gang.

However, Brandi is not anxious about this, because he knows that, at least at this stage, Ducky will not give up any member easily, as can be seen from the fact that when he was caught in Valentine's prison before, Ducky called all the combat power that the gang had at his disposal to run to save him.

Since there is no new news, there is no new trend, and since this is the case, it is self-evident where to find them in the end.

It's just that Marty doesn't seem to want him to leave, and although she has been angry a lot during this time because of Brandi, she still spares no effort to make up different reasons to keep him every day.

Marty is not smart in the usual sense

The girl, but a woman who has already experienced the death of two dearest people in succession in her short life, has a very keen sense of goodbye similar to death.

At this moment, an unstamped letter was brought to Brandi by a young beggar who often roamed the streets of Valentine.

The first thing that caught Brandi's attention was the signature on the envelope. Tacitus Kilgo, anyone who knows what the name actually means, is inextricably linked to the Van der Linde gang, and at this time, the impact of such a letter on Brandy can be imagined.

Unwrapping the envelope, Brandi read the two short sentences two or three times before throwing the letter into the fireplace with the envelope, and after thinking for a moment, finally decided to make a trip.

Marty was a little nervous about this, but when she noticed that Brandi hadn't packed her bags, she was relieved.

Leaving Marty's house, Brandi did not immediately go to the place agreed by the sender, but first went to the stable to lead the Shadow out, and then went to Valentine's gun shop, which had been remodeled for more than a month.

Pushing open the door of the gun shop, which had been renovated from the inside out, Brandi found that the only thing that hadn't changed in the entire store was the owner who was standing behind the counter.

It's just that this boss doesn't have the usual professionalism and calmness at this time, but a look of anxiety because of excessive anxiety.

"Welcome to Miller's Gun Shop, sir," he habitually said a word of welcome when he saw someone push open the door, and when he noticed that the person who came was the person he had been waiting for, he immediately became excited, and couldn't wait to step forward and take Brandy's hand, "Ah, Mr. Mooney, I've finally waited for you, as long as you come, this matter finally has a way......

"Alright, my dear sir, please calm down," Brandi said as he shook his boss's sweaty hand and wiped his hand with his other hand as he took out the white handkerchief in his trouser pocket and wiped his hand, "I think you should need a cup of coffee to calm down right now, do you need me to help you?"

"Oh, no, no, I've prepared it myself, thank you for your kindness, Mr. Manny." The owner of the gun shop said, first walked to the door, hung the closed sign outside the door, then locked the door, walked quickly to the counter, and poured himself a cup of coffee.

After drinking a full cup of coffee, the boss finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Brandi looked at the boss with his arms crossed, and when he saw that he seemed to calm down a little, he said, "Okay, I think now you can tell me why you called me here by the name Tacitus Kilgoh?"

"Of course, Mr. Manny," said the gunsmith, sitting in his chair behind the counter, with a breath of air, "Mr. Matthews had instructed me before he left not to contact the name Tacitus Kilgo, let alone the rest of the gang by that name, unless it was particularly urgent, but now I do have a very difficult matter, and it must be solved in the shortest possible time, and I have no choice but to do so, and now that you are the easiest to contact...... 」

"Let's get straight to the point, sir," Brandi interrupted the gun shop owner, "but I have to warn you beforehand, that although you and we are grasshoppers tied to a rope now, don't forget that you are in the service of our gang, and you are responsible for your obligations, and we are not obligated to work for you for free, you know what I mean?"

"Of course I understand, sir, of course I do, and I'm about to talk about what happened to me now," sweat permeated from the forehead of the gun shop owner, "You should know that long before I served you, I had some ways for me and my shop to get involved in the black market to a certain extent, of course, although I would do whatever business made money on the black market, but I mainly focused on the arms trade on the black market, you know, no matter what time it is, the arms business will never go out of style......

"You seem to be a little off topic again, sir." Brandi reminded quietly.

"Ah, I'm sorry, Mr. Manny, I'm just a bit of a broken mouth, don't mind, I'm going to talk about it soon

"Now, I have a batch of goods, which have everything, of course, mainly some arms that are not allowed to circulate in the civilian firearms market, they were supposed to arrive here in the early hours of this morning, but they did not arrive on time, and I only got the news not long ago, they were robbed by a group of outlaws with particularly strong combat effectiveness a few days ago."

"So, you called me here to help you recover that shipment?" Brandi asked.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Manny, please do me a favor," the gun shop owner excitedly stood up from his chair and said, "You know, this shipment is very important to me and to the gang's income this quarter, as long as this shipment can be returned, the gang will have at least a few thousand dollars in net income, if they are gone, I will lose a lot of money......

"Alright, alright," Brandi nodded, "In that case, I'll help you with this, but before I do that, can I ask you a few questions about this?"

"Of course, of course, Mr. Manny," the gunsmith was even more excited, "You're a great help, Mr. Manny, I really don't know what I would have done without you......

"Alright, restrain that mouth of yours," Brandi interrupted his boss impatiently again, "and let me ask you, where was the cargo hijacked?"

"North of the upper Montana River, near Fort Riggs." The gun shop owner replied truthfully.

Brandi silently calculated the schedule in his mind, and then asked, "Do you know what kind of people robbed this shipment? How many people are there? How's the weaponry going?"

"This...... I really don't know," said the gunsmith with a bitter face, "and the only information that has been sent to me is that the goods have been taken by a gang of outlaws, and nothing else."

"Then how did you know that the other party was very combative?" Brandi asked, confused.

"Because I hired fifteen loaded gunmen to protect the cargo in order to ensure the safety of the goods, but the news that came to me did not mention any information about these gunmen, so I suspect that they may have all ......" said the gunsmith owner at this point, not daring to say any more.

Brandi nodded and said, "It seems that this time the work is not easy, in terms of remuneration, ......."

"You don't have to worry about this," the boss said at once, "I know that if I want to ask someone from the gang to help, according to the contract, there will be a certain price, you can rest assured, I will be ready to pay you accordingly, and you will be satisfied."

"I think you must have misunderstood something, sir," Brandi, who was about to turn away, stopped and said, "Whether the reward satisfies us, you don't count, we feel satisfied, then we are really satisfied, I specifically raised the issue of remuneration before, just because in view of the difficulty of this mission, I want to ask you to be mentally prepared."

With that, Brandi turned and left, leaving the gun shop owner alone and staring in the direction of the door, not knowing what to think.

Riding the Shadow, Brandi soon arrived at Marty's doorstep.

Hearing the unusual sound of horses' hooves outside the door, Marty came out of the house, and when she saw Brandi getting off the horse, she breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It's you, I thought it was some kind of stranger."

Running out of the question, Brandi didn't stop to say hello to Marty, but went straight into his room, took out a long box from under the bed, and took out the Carbine repeating rifle, double-barreled shotgun, and Carcano sniper rifle inside, as well as the package containing all his belongings.

Seeing Brandi roaring like this and starting to pack her gear and luggage, Marty instinctively felt as if something was going to happen, and immediately ran to Brandi's side and asked, "Why did you start packing your things?" Is something wrong? Are you leaving? Will you come back?"

"I'm leaving, I don't know how long I will go, but I'll definitely come back in the end." Brandy said as he placed the three spears in the saddle where the guns were specially made and placed the package on the horse's back.

Heard that Brandi would be back, Ma

Ty breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Where are you going?"

"West Elizabeth." Brandi returned to the room, armed several of his revolvers in familiar positions, and said.

Marty immediately became anxious again, because in her opinion, the distance across a state was almost like a parting at the end of the world, although she herself did not quite understand the reason why she had been trying her best to keep Brandy, but she knew that she could not accept such a distinction now.

"I'll go with you." Finally, Marty uttered this sentence.

"What?" Brandi suspected that something was wrong with his ears, and for the first time he looked at the little girl on his way back to pack his gear, he asked.

"I said, I'm going with you." Marty repeated the words word for word.

"Nonsense," Brandi immediately objected, "Do you think I'm going out on an outing?" I'm going to play with my life, you know?"

"Then I should go," Marty argued, "You're still at the stage where the doctor said you should recuperate, and although it's basically fine now, what if something goes wrong?" I'll have to watch you lest you make any overly modest decisions."

"Don't mess around, Marty, it's not child's play," Brandi sighed, "do you want me to take care of you while you're in a fierce shootout with a dozen or even two dozen vicious bandits?"

"I don't need you to take care of me, I have a gun, I can use a gun, I've even killed people," Marty said resolutely, "I don't care, even if you don't take me, I'll follow you, even if it's step by step, I have to go with you to West Elizabeth."

Looking at the girl's stubborn face, Brandi knew that if she really turned around and left, this little girl could really do the kind of thing she just said.

He felt that he was really tired, and he hadn't done anything hurtful in his previous life, so why did he put such a small ancestor on the table?

"Well......," said Brandy, after a long sigh, "you go back, put on your clothes for mobility, take that gun with you, and come with me at once."

Hearing that Brandi was finally willing to take her, Marty was so happy that she almost jumped up, and just about to turn around and go into the house to change clothes, Marty thought of something and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Of course, I'll take advantage of the dawn to choose a suitable pony for you," Brandi said helplessly, "hurry up, in three or four hours, the sun will go down."

Marty was so happy to hear that she would have a pony of her own, and even began to think that today was her lucky day, so she no longer hesitated and turned into the house to pack her things.

Brandy watched the little girl close the door to the hut, leaned down, and asked the Shadow softly, "Do you think I should accede to her request?"

Of course, Jedi couldn't speak, but he did seem to understand Brandy's words, and shook his head and snorted, and the meaning was self-evident.

"What do you think we should do now?" Brandi understood what Shadow meant, and asked again.

The Shadow responded directly to the question with action, and he took the initiative to take a step and walked in the direction of Valentine.

"What a smart horse." Brandy sighed at the wisdom of his beloved horse, and observed the distance between himself and the hut, and when he was sure that the little girl could not hear herself outside the house clearly, Brandi slammed the horse's belly, and the shadow ran towards the south like a black whirlwind.

When the little girl came out of the house dressed and carrying a small suitcase, only a passing carriage slowly departed away from Valentine.

Marty was stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood that she was shabu, and she was so angry that she almost roared in the sky, but she restrained herself stiffly, don't look at her only about ten years old, she has learned how to keep her sanity in the face of emotional excitement, although this ability can not be controlled by anyone, but at the moment, she has done it.

Almost without hesitation, she took a step in the direction of Valentine.

Marty always has a way to get there, this time, she thinks

It won't be an exception.