Fight in narrow and dimly lit places, and most importantly hide your place and find someone else's place.

Firepower? Of course, firepower is important, if you give a cannon, then what else to hide, just blow up the opposite bunker.

Isn't that for nothing?

This is an intuition of Chen Jianqiu, just like his skills, he obviously has no memory, but when he encounters a similar scene, he can always react immediately, and sometimes even the muscles move before the brain.

And now, Tom has revealed his location for the first time, and has no plans to change it for the time being.

So Chen Jianqiu planned to kill this guy who didn't know whether he was alive or dead first.

However, looking at the meaning of this Erwuzai, he plans to kill his titular employer first, Browning.

"Bang"

He fired another shot at the table that lay across the ground, and the bullet hit the table, piercing the table through a hole next to it, a shivering Browning.

Chen Jianqiu tried to aim at the corner where Tom was, but he couldn't see anything but the barrel.

He shook off the revolver in his hand and found that not a single bullet was missing.

This gun was originally Mexican, produced in Remington, with a bullet caliber of 11.17mm, and it has been modified with a high probability, and the caliber is larger than that of ordinary revolvers, and the power is also great, so it is not surprising that half of the bearded head was directly cut off just now.

But the problem is that this also means that the bullet in Chen Jianqiu's hand is useless.

He threw away the revolver and began to search everywhere, his eyes fixed on the direction of Browning, the rifle behind him to be exact.

Chen Jianqiu gestured in the direction of Asuka and Sean, and both of them nodded in understanding.

"Bang."

The gun went off again, this time straight down Browning's scalp, and the hapless gunsmith tried to run, but his legs didn't listen to him.

There was a "click" in the corner behind the stairs.

Tom is changing bullets.

At this moment, Chen Jianqiu rushed out of the bunker, he rolled to the back of Browning, picked up the rifle on the ground, and after he was half-upright, he didn't adjust it at all, and shot it in the direction of the stairs.

There was only a muffled grunt, and a body slumped out from behind the stairs and fell to the ground.

It was Tom, and the bullet tore through his lung lobes and pierced his chest.

At the same time, two gunshots rang out at the same time, and the shotgun hit the place where Chen Jianqiu had rolled before, shattering the floor, leaving a bullet hole and splashing dust.

"Good luck." Chen Jianqiu smacked his lips, just now he was shooting at the position behind the barrel, if the owner of the gun was aiming, that position should be his head. Who knows that the head is still a little worse, crooked to the chest.

But the different paths are the same, the goal is finally achieved, Tom fell, I don't know if he died or not, anyway, he will have no combat power for a while.

The opposite side began to retaliate and fight back frantically, and the fat woman appeared behind the bar, holding a shotgun, ready to shoot at the wooden table, if this shot hit, Browning and Chen Jianqiu were afraid that they would have to pick iron beads on their bodies.

Asuka and Sean's guns rang off, and the fat woman hurriedly fired a shot and hid back in the bar.

"Help, brother, help me." Browning forced his voice to steady, "I can't move my legs. ”

He knew that if he didn't find a better place to hide, he would either be killed by trolls or stray bullets.

Chen Jianqiu originally wanted to tell him: They don't know each other in their lives, and Your Excellency is not a big beauty who is embarrassed by the moon. I just took a fancy to the gun behind you, and I didn't have much interest in you yourself.

But he still didn't say it.

People are hard to dismantle.

He grabbed Browning's back collar, and took advantage of the fat woman and Brinton being temporarily suppressed, and ran directly over the table and under the bar.

It's a real thing to do.

After all, the fire of the revolver was not as fierce as the spear, and Asuka and Sean quickly lost the upper hand and were knocked back into a corner.

When the fat woman poked her head out of the bar with her gun after reloading, she found that the hall in front of her was empty.

"Crumbs! Come out! The fat woman was furious, and in less than ten minutes, there were only two people left on her side, oh no, three, and a Mexican lying half-dead on the ground.

"Ellie! Go and drag Santos back! Brinton's voice came from behind a cabinet leaning against the window, "I'll cover you!" ”

The fat woman hunched over and slowly walked towards the Mexican lying on the ground.

Asuka and Sean poked their heads out to shoot, only to be blocked by Brinton bullets.

The fat woman squirted another shot at the wooden table, she didn't see any blood, and she wasn't sure if the Chinese and Browning were still behind the table.

She came to the edge of the bar, and the Mexicans were only three or four paces away from her.

After a moment's hesitation, she rushed out anyway.

One-step, two-step, three-step......

Just as her hand was about to touch the Mexican, she suddenly felt a chill behind her.

She turned her head and saw Chen Jianqiu squatting on the outside of the bar, as well as the muzzle of his black hole.

"Bang!"

The gun went off, the fat woman was shot in the head, and at this distance, the gods couldn't live.

What a bad habit, didn't the person who taught you how to shoot a gun tell you to search thoroughly?

Chen Jianqiu glanced at the woman's corpse, withdrew the cartridge case, loaded the new bullet into the magazine, and shouted in the direction of Brinton.

"Dude, surrender, four to one, you're out of play."

There was no answer from the cabinet.

Chen Jianqiu set up his gun and aimed at the place where Brinton was hiding, and Asuka and Sean walked out of the corner and headed towards the cabinet.

Suddenly, there was a "bang", as if the glass of the window had been broken, and then, a figure flashed by the window.

The three of them rushed straight to the cabinet.

There was a big hole in the window next to the cabinet, and through the big hole, I saw Brinton running into the heavy rain.

Chen Jianqiu fired several shots from the cave outside, but none of them hit.

He turned back and picked up Browning, who was still sitting on the ground, and straightened his clothes for him.

"Excuse me, Mr. Browning, to frighten you."

As always polite with a gentleman.

This made it impossible for Browning to connect the person in front of him with the devil who had exploded their heads in an instant.

He struggled to keep himself straight: "Uh, what do you call you?" Old? ”

"Yes, just call me Chen."

"Can you escort me to Montrose? I'll pay you accordingly. ”

Chen Jianqiu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Browning with a playful expression: "What if we are really a wanted criminal as the bounty hunter said?" ”

He took a step forward, his eyes fixed on Browning.

Feeling an unprecedented pressure, Browning restrained himself from running away and said, "I'm a designer, but I'm also a businessman, and I'd rather make a deal than wait here to die." ”

He pointed to the corpses of the bodyguards on the ground: "They are dead, if I am alone, I will not be able to get out of this mountain." ”

"You can make an offer, although my family and I are not particularly rich, we can still afford it."

Chen Jianqiu shook his head: "We don't plan to take your money, but when we arrive in Montrose, provide us with a certificate and guarantee, and in addition, we have some gold in our hands, can you help us exchange some of it." ”

Browning nodded.

……

Brinton Patrick ran wildly in the rain in a panic, and did not stop to catch his breath until he was sure that the three men in the hotel behind him had not chased after him.

He hid under a tree in despair, shivering, drenched in the rain, and frightened.

What kind of monsters are they?

His own group carefully planned this robbery for the purpose of Browning's car of guns and the money in the car, and the three people led by the Chinese easily did it to leave him alone.

It doesn't exist, the Patrick Gang doesn't exist anymore.

But fortunately, his life is still alive.

"Head, is that this the person?"

A group of people appeared in front of Brinton on horseback, like ghosts.

"It looks like our 'prey' is killing again." A man with a rifle looked at Brinton with a smile, "Head, this person seems to have a bounty too." ”

"I don't care about goals outside of my employer's mandate. I hope you will do the same when you join Pinkerton. The hooked nose of the leader, with his round-brimmed top hat, dropped only a word, and rode away.

Brinton turned around and ran.

There was a "bang" of gunshot, and half of his head was gone, and he fell to the ground.

The man who fired the gun carried the rifle back to his shoulder, and there was a hint of excitement on his face.

"It's kind of interesting."