"Well done, guys, those bastards are gone."

Brandi watched the remnants of the Ao's gang flee and did not pursue, shouting praise as he put the semi-automatic shotgun back on his shoulder.

From the start of the battle to the defeat of the Odrisco gang, it didn't take more than ten minutes in total, for a murderous criminal like Maika, this level of combat was not even enough to mobilize the adrenaline in his body, but for Brandi, it was enough for him to test the performance of the new weapon, which was also in line with his heart, in order to achieve this purpose, he deliberately did not enter the state of the Eye of Death in the battle just now, but simply used the machine sight, if it were not for this, the Odrisko who are now fleeing will not even have a chance to live.

Overall, the new weapon is still very much to Brandi's liking.

Although the power of the Mauser pistol is slightly inferior to that of ordinary single-action revolvers, the continuous rate of fire that is much higher than that of revolvers, the capacity of up to 10 rounds, and the more stable and efficient structure than revolvers are more than enough to make up for its disadvantage in power.

Although Brandi was so used to using revolvers that he was less comfortable with Mauser pistols for a number of subjective reasons, Brandi felt that when he became familiar with them, the problem would be solved.

If possible, Brandy also wants to replace the two Mauser pistols with a rapid-fire version with a high capacity of 20 rounds, commonly known as "twenty shots", as for the reason for this, Brandi is more for the sake of feelings than the practicality of the rapid-fire Mauser pistol itself.

This kind of feeling is actually similar to the feelings attached to the revolver, the feelings of the revolver, Americans understand, and the feelings of the Mauser pistol, in this era, perhaps only Brandi himself understands.

As for the Browning Auto-5 shotgun, which is simply called a semi-automatic shotgun, it is even more satisfying to Brandy.

As the first mass-produced self-loading shotgun in history, it naturally has its advantages to be able to remain active on the stage of history for nearly a century in the future.

As far as Brandy's personal feelings are concerned, this gun has less recoil than other shotguns, a faster rate of fire, and a faster reload, so to speak, in terms of actual combat significance, this shotgun that represents the forefront of the current era has no so-called shortcomings at present, Brandi has a hunch that this gun will accompany him for a long time.

While Brandi was briefly pondering, Maika and Lenny also gathered. Maika had already lit a cigarette at this time, and he glanced in the direction of the O's Gang remnants, smiled contemptuously, and said, "A bunch of waste who only know how to eat and wait for death and escape."

"And now?" Lenny knew very well that it wasn't over yet.

Brandilo groaned and said, "The soldiers are divided into three ways, Lenny, you go and find the location where they stacked their goods, Maika, you collect the loot here, take everything you can, and I'll go find Marty, she must still be locked up somewhere here."

Maybe it's because they've been working with Brandi for a long time, and the two have become very convinced of his leadership skills, or maybe they've subconsciously become accustomed to Brandi's dominance in making plans when Ducky isn't there and Brandi is there, and even Maika doesn't object to Brandi's "order", after all, this arrangement is reasonable and suits his heart.

So, after deciding on the next move, Lenny ran away to find a place to store the goods, while Maika found the nearest corpse and began to search for it, while Brandy, while pacing unhurriedly, thought about it.

"Listening to the fat man's tone before, I think his original intention was to use Marty to exchange with me for the goods recovered before, in this case, according to the general law, Marty at least would not want to be abused like that time at the Downs Ranch, then, in this ranch, there is only one place where she can be kept without abusing her."

Thinking of this, Brandi moved his gaze to the delicate two-story building and determined his goal.

Silently pushing open the door, Brandi subconsciously pulled out a Mauser pistol from his waist. He didn't stay long on the first floor, because the layout of the living room and dining room on the first floor was very simple, and he knew it was not here just by glancing at it

It would be where Marty was being held, so he crept to the stairs leading to the second floor, his feet creaking on the stairs, a slightly aged wooden staircase.

Suddenly there was a shout from upstairs.

"I'm here!" It was Marty's voice.

"As I expected." Brandi heard Marty's voice and guessed that since Marty could make a sound, she should not have been held hostage, so she no longer hesitated, put the pistol back on her waist, and ran up to the second floor in three steps and two steps.

Arriving on the second floor, Brandi saw Marty kneeling on the ground with iron handcuffs chained to the bed rail, but the next second, he noticed that Marty was being held hostage by a scar-faced man, who was clasping the back of Marty's neck with one hand, and the shiny barrel of the revolver in the other hand was against her temple.

"Don't come here!" The scar-faced man shouted, his voice trembling slightly, "If you take a step further, I'll shoot this little girl!"

"Oh, don't get excited, friend," Brandi raised his hands to try to soothe Scarface's emotions as he walked slowly towards Scarface and Marty, "Now that your partner can't take care of you anymore, there's no point in you resisting, why don't you give this child back to me, and I'll let you live, how about it?"

"Don't come here!" The scar-faced man turned the muzzle of his gun and fired a shot that hit the floor just a few centimeters from Brandy's foot, sending sawdust flying and Brandi forced to stop.

"Okay, I'm not coming," Brandi reassured, "but there's no reason why you shouldn't accept my terms, can you?"

"I don't care what you want to do, as long as you dare to take a step closer, or reach for the gun, I will kill this girl immediately!" The Scarface man turned a deaf ear to Brandi's words, and just roared, holding the barrel of his gun against Marty's temple.

"Insane? Could it be that we were frightened by our devastating record?" Brandi thought of this, a little annoyed, "Damn, I was still not cautious enough, I knew that I wouldn't put the gun away when I went upstairs, but adjusted the gun to the firing state, and now the situation, even if I have a more comfortable revolver now, there is no guarantee that I can blow his head before he pulls the trigger, for now, I can only stabilize him first, and wait for him to calm down...... it?"

Before Brandi's calculation was finished, an unexpected situation appeared in front of him, only to see the scar-faced man suddenly scream in pain, clutching his waist and leaning to the side, while Marty's small hand that was not locked was holding a blood-stained dagger at this time.

Brandi was only stunned for a moment, and then understood the reason, it turned out that Marty took advantage of the Scarface Man's attention to Brandi, and secretly pulled out the Scarface Man's dagger with the unlocked hand, and then stabbed it sideways with feeling, which caused the current situation.

"This little girl, after being held hostage, can still take the initiative to think about ways to break the game and put it into practice, it's really ......" Brandi first exclaimed in her heart, and then looked at the bubbling and bleeding wound of the scar-faced man, and her teeth couldn't help but shiver, "This knife is really unexpectedly accurate, it just happens to be the location of the kidney, this girl is really talented in Ka waist, tsk, it hurts to watch."

The scar-faced man couldn't help but cry out in pain because of this kidney blow, but this blow did not calm him down, but stimulated his ferocity.

"Damn little bitch, I'll let you die now!" He roared, struggling to prop himself up, his hand holding the gun about to rise.

A short gunshot rang out, and a black hole appeared in the center of the scar-faced man's eyebrows, and his movements froze suddenly, and then the whole person fell softly on the bed, and the knife wound on his body was still bleeding, staining the sheets under him blood-red.

Brandi retracted the Mauser pistol from her waist and looked at Marty, only to see that Marty had crawled onto the body of the scarface man and groped for something, and in a short time, she pulled out a dirty key from the scarface man.

With a "click", the handcuffs were opened, and Marty looked at Brandi with a pair of blue firefly eyes while rubbing her wrists, which had been handcuffed for more than a day.

"Tsk, it looks like even if I don't come, you can get out of trouble by yourself." Brandi had a feeling that she was a little superfluous.

Marty smiled playfully and said:

"If you don't come, this guy won't come over and kidnap me, and I won't have a chance to fight back."

"yes, it was a mistake that they didn't lock both of your hands," Brandi nodded thoughtfully, "Let's go, your brother Lenny and Uncle Mika are down there, let's go find them."

Marty jumped out of bed, perhaps because she had already experienced murder, and all her behavior was as normal as usual, but this was actually the most abnormal, and if it weren't for Brandi's knowledge of what she had been through, I am afraid that this child would have been unafraid of blood, killing, and death by nature.

"Say it beforehand," Marty said, shaking the blood-stained dagger in her hand, "it's mine, it's my spoils."

Brandi smiled helplessly, took two steps forward, touched Marty's little head, and said, "Okay, you did well this time, and you are allowed to keep this trophy."

Marty smiled happily, and now she seemed to have a different preference for weapons.

The two of them, one older and one younger, walked out of the small building, and Lenny and Maika greeted them from different directions.

"Looks like everything is going well." Maika looked at Marty and said.

"I think I hear gunshots, is it okay?" Lenny expressed concern.

"There's a little trash fish that slipped through the net, but it's dead now," Brandi smiled and asked, "Did you find it?"

"I've looked around, but I didn't get anything." Speaking of this, Lenny was also a little annoyed.

At this point, Marty suddenly interjected, "Are you looking for the rest of the goods?"

"yes," Brandi said, looking down at Marty, "What? Do you know something?"

"I heard the big fat man in charge here talking to his men about telling them to pay attention to the barn," Marty scratched her little head and said, "I don't know about the rest, but I think there will be something to be gained over there."

Lenny and Brandy looked at each other and nodded, Brandi said, "Then I'll help Lenny find it together, Mika, you go and get the carriage ready, I see there are still a few horses here, and there are carriage bodies, don't be in the way this time."

"Okay, okay, you're right, listen to you, boss." Mika replied mockingly, and turned to get the carriage ready.

Two large and one small came to the barn, and after some searching, they finally found a hole under a stack of hay, and when they were removed, a cellar door was revealed, and when it was opened, it was found that it was full of wooden boxes.

"Good fellow, that's a lot of stuff." Lenny sighed.

"Alright, let's get our things out of here," said Brandy, "Marty, you go outside and call Mika, and let him drive the carriage to the barn door."

Marty nodded, turned around and was about to leave, when the door of the barn was suddenly pushed open, and Maika carried an old lady who was tied into rice dumplings, and shouted, "Brandy, look what I found!"

Brandi turned around and saw Grandma Watson's frightened face, and her eyes grew cold.

It was past the afternoon, and the sun was setting in the west.

The carriage was fully loaded, and at this time, only Marty sat in the passenger seat, and Brandy, Maika, and Lenny were in different postures around the old lady, who was only tied hand and foot at this time, doing nothing but staring at her.

Grandma Watson didn't dare to speak, but closed her eyes tightly, she knew that she really had no chance of escaping this time.

"She sold us?" Lenny spoke, "Then why don't you shoot her quickly, what are you waiting for?"

When Grandma Watson heard this, she was so frightened that she couldn't help but grin and cry.

"Crying?" Maika kicked the old lady in the abdomen, and the old lady's body instantly twisted into a shrimp shape, and the crying stopped abruptly.

"She's definitely going to die, but it's too cheap to shoot her with a gun," Brandi said coldly, "I just haven't figured out how to let her die yet."

"Hmph, it's better to give me a Molotov cocktail and give her a scorched ending on the outside and tender on the inside." Maika smiled cruelly.

"Hey, a person like her who has been doing roadblocks and robberies all her life, if she is caught by the police, she will definitely be hanged, Molotov cocktails or something, it's still too cheap for her." Brandi vetoes Mika's proposal.

It was then that an inspiration popped into his mind.

"Lenny, you can drive Marty back to Strawberry Town first," Brandi said, "Mika, I need you to help me execute this old fellow, okay?"

"No problem, of course," Mika said with a fierce glint in her eyes, "I like this kind of thing the most."

After a short time, the carriage left the weeping dog ranch with a large and a small person.

And on the iron tower of the weeping dog ranch, at this time there was an extra person who was tied to it, her whole body was covered with flesh and blood, from a distance, it looked like a humanoid flesh monster, her body kept writhing, but whether it was the bound hands or the volleyed feet, it could not provide her with more strength, because her hands and feet had been smashed alive.

Not far away, Brandi and Maika were riding on their respective horses, Maika looked at the crying and struggling figure, smacked her lips, and sighed, "I thought I was ruthless enough, but I didn't expect you kid to be more ruthless than me, how did you come up with this idea?"

"When I talked about hanging, it suddenly came to mind," Brandi said with a blank face as she looked at the man hanging from the tower, "and she had no strength to struggle if she broke her arms and legs, because it would be a pain in her heart to move, and to smear her with flesh and blood was to give back to the land."

"Oh? What does that mean?" Maika asked with interest.

"This Grandma Watson, born and raised here, has robbed and killed people all her life, it can be said that she is full of evil," Brandi said, the corners of her mouth hooked up a rare evil smile, "Instead of letting her die happily, let her give back to the creatures of this land before she dies, the smell of blood on her body, there must be no creature that is not interested, right?" I've heard that there are not only birds of prey, but also wolves and bears."

Rao is such a pure villain as Maika, and he can't help but shiver when he hears this, this kid, on the surface, looks law-abiding and harmless to humans and animals, but he didn't expect to have such an evil and dark corner in his heart, Maika is now beginning to wonder if he would have died worse than this old lady if he didn't have a relationship with him in the same gang.

"Alright, dinner is served, and the diners will be here soon," Brandi said, turning his horse's head, "Let's go, let's go back and relax."

More than half a month later, when the fat man who had escaped returned here with his new men, they found a broken corpse under the iron tower that had been eaten by wild beasts, and there was nothing left at the scene to prove the identity of the deceased. But that's all for later.

Early the next morning, east of Strawberry Town.

Two carriages were parked in the middle of the road, each with a coachman waiting.

Brandi and Marty each rode their horses and said goodbye to Lenny and Mika.

"Be careful on the road, Brandy," Lenny said with a smile, "and we'll have a drink together when I get back from Strawberry Town."

When Brandi heard this, he also smiled: "Okay, if you don't get drunk, you won't return."

"We've worked very well together this time, Cowboy," Mika smiled, "and hopefully we'll have the chance to work together next time."

"Hehe, the next time we meet, I guess you're used to the taste of prison food." Brandi didn't speak, just thought to himself.

"Marty," Lenny spoke again, "you're a clever and brave boy, and you must remember that it's important to you to keep both of your strengths, you see?"

Marty smiled and nodded politely, saying, "Thank you, Brother Lenny, I made a note of it."

The whip exploded, the whistle sounded, and the convoy marched in the direction of the grassland, facing the rising sun.