"I won't know now, and I won't know it in the future." John smiled softly, then he took Kyle's letter out and asked Angel to postmark it and erase the address.

"Sir, you are so cautious."

"When you get to my situation, you will understand that you must be careful in everything."

John took the door out, a train was whizzing by, and Miller crouched not far away, staring at the mud on the ground.

"There was a large group of people passing by before us, and it looks like they were heading in the direction of the snowy mountains." Seeing John walk out, Miller looked up and said.

"Don't worry, they're on their way to protect the railroad, and in a few days an important Pinkerton officer will pass by."

"How do you know? It's rare that you go to the post office just to ask for information? Miller stood up and patted the dust off his pants.

"I only heard the news by chance, but it's more than just news for people like us."

"So you're going to do it?"

"I think this Berquette Long has information about Owen Smith, and holding him hostage will give us a way to get out of the snowy mountains and find that damn bastard."

"Then this is also our last operation in Coulter Village, kidnapping this Mr. Lang and we can leave that ghost place where birds don't - hehe, I know brother, you haven't forgotten your original intention."

John didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a while, and after all that had happened, he couldn't figure out whether Miller wanted revenge or leave Coulter Village as soon as possible, even though the purpose might have been deviated, but he believed that Miller wanted to kill Owen with the same urgency as he did.

After the business at Wallace Station, John hurried out of his trip to Strawberry Town, not wanting to be recognized, even if it was Sheriff Hanley. He pulls his gambler's hat low and hangs ornaments made of animal bones, and he wants to look more like an old hunter who has to come to the town to buy groceries, which may appeal to the bored and curious, but also justifies the act of buying in large quantities.

Back in Coulter Village, people rushed to meet the unloading, and they couldn't wait to enjoy the delicious canned peas and cottage cheese from town.

"While we're not short of salt, we've never made a real pickled product." Mr. Fowler said, picking up a portion of salted venison.

Kyle appears at the back of the crowd, but he doesn't care about the mountains of food, instead walking towards John expectantly.

"Oh, Mr. Kyle." John looked back and saw Kyle, "I sent your letter down the hill, and it should be on the way to Scarlett's Meadow by now." ”

"I'm glad you remember to do this, I don't even know how to thank you enough." Kyle said with his hands folded.

"Here's what I'm supposed to do, go to the wagon and get food, we've bought a lot of them this time, you can pick one you like and try it."

John looked at the members with satisfaction and was full of joy with the food in hand, he clapped his hands vigorously and walked into the crowd.

"In addition to the normal purchases, we have learned some information on this trip—Berqueque Lang will arrive at St. Denis by train on July 7th, or three days later, and the day before that he will pass through a pass not far from here, and he is an officer of the Pinkerton Detective Agency, which has annoyed everyone so much......"

"I know what you mean - kill him!" Bibo raised his right hand, his impression of Detective Pinkerton had changed dramatically these days.

"Not exactly...... I'm going to ambush him, give the Pinkerton detectives in the central states a look, and advance my revenge plans. ”

Mr. Fowler, who was not far away, frowned slightly when he heard this.

John noticed the change in Mr. Fowler's expression, but he ignored it and continued, "I admit that this operation is not for our safety, but I understand that everyone's anger needs to be released, so I will not force everyone to join, and if you decide to stop the train with me, I assure you that it will be an experience you will never forget." ”

"I'm going!" Still Bibo, the kid raised his hands in the air before John could finish speaking, and the kidnapping by the Odrisko gang made him full of indignation and desperately needed a gap.

"You can't go this time, it's too dangerous." John didn't even think about it, and said immediately.

"I'm not going to mess with it again, sir."

"Absolutely not!"

Seeing John's resolute attitude, Bibo lowered his hand with a look of regret and left his seat.

The same loss swept across Mrs. McLiver's face, and then she perked up and summoned up the courage to raise her hand, "What about me?" ”

John shook his head sheepishly, he didn't want to see her in danger again, "I'm afraid not, Mrs. McLiver." ”

"I know you're thinking about our safety, but you risked your life to save me, and this is a debt I owe you, and it's time for me to pay it back." Mrs. McLivier said calmly.

John clubbed his head, Mrs. McLivier had indeed changed a lot lately, especially Mr. Fowler's help had made her much tougher, but could she face the threat of gunsmoke? Why don't you give her this chance to give it a try, John nodded lightly thinking of this.

Next came Stridge and Miller, who naturally joined the team as the core of the gang, and Miller, as John's best brother, threatened to capture Berquette himself before John could speak, and Stridge didn't say anything more, and kept smiling.

When John looked at Mr. Fowler, he began to suffer......

At this time, Fowler sat on the wooden mound, and his body was changed from lean to thin by the years of wear, and when John cast an expectant gaze, his eyes kept dodging, as if to tell John not to ask him to join, but John did not think so, he always believed that Mr. Fowler's heart was not what it seemed.

"Originally, I didn't want to fight for my life, but I promised to protect you kid, and I joined." Liam Fowler took a compromise between the worst-case answer and John's expectations.

"Well done...... Then Gremes, Catherine, please keep this place running while we leave. Thomas, you're in charge of guarding the village, you're the only gunslinger left, and don't let Odrysco's gang take advantage of it. Mr. Kyle, you can continue to do your craft. John suddenly remembered something, a child was not here, this would be he really angry and walked away, "Bibo? Where are the Bibos? ”

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