Hanif and Donnie were afraid of running into the younger brother of the Bane brothers, so they made a big detour to get around the town.

It was getting late, and the wind was blowing comfortably Hanif, and he saw a farm at the foot of the mountain not far away.

"You can talk to the farmer to get some good food, and maybe a shower, we can pay them, I've had enough of the past two days." Hanif felt that he was unlucky, and he had to change his luck.

"Boss! Look ahead, that farm looks like it's on fire! Donnie shouted.

Hanif had an ominous premonition.

They continued their march towards the farm, when suddenly, four horses appeared on the road in the distance, galloping in their direction.

The four horses were so fast that before they could react, they were already in front of them, passing them.

Hanif didn't see the faces of the four men clearly, as three of them were lying on their horses, and only one was shooting backwards.

Wait, how does that horse look so familiar, how does that horse's shabby saddle look so familiar.

"It's those three!" Hanif understood.

As he pondered, the four horses had already run away, and he turned his head and yelled at Donnie, "Chase!" ”

He drew his spear from his horse and aimed it in front of him, his horse shot was known as a must, and the bullets of his spear had been modified by himself to be faster and more lethal.

Whether it's a bear hunter in Wyoming or a serial murderer in Utah, they have all died at the hands of his guns.

"Die. Bastards. ”

Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a gunshot rang out from behind.

"Boss, someone is shooting at us from behind!" Donnie shouted from behind.

"Then you fight back, idiot! Just scare him away. Hanif was so annoyed that he turned his head, and when he looked further, the four horses had already turned into the mountains.

A few gunshots rang out from behind, and then there was silence.

"They retreated?" Hanif asked, but he saw Donnie's embarrassed face.

"Boss, we seem to be killing again."

Hanif was stunned, and he looked behind him, and saw an old man lying under his horse, and beside him two men dressed as peasants rode horses, watching them from afar, and did not dare to go any further.

He felt a sullen rush up his chest.

……

A few days later, several uniformed state agents arrived in Montrose, where they received reports of egregious homicides.

Originally, the law and order in Monteros was lax, and they had heard of it, and it was normal for a few people to die in the west.

But the notorious "Grim Reaper", Adam Granger, appeared here a few days ago, along with three thugs who have recently wandered in Wyoming and Utah: "The Devil of Chambering", "The Dark-skinned Maniac" and "The Indian Thug".

Strangely, they asked the bartender of the tavern in the town, the owner of the gun shop, and they all said that they had nothing to do with these three men, they just came in a hurry, went in a hurry, patronized a few shops and left.

"No, I've never seen them, or I would have brought them to justice." The local sheriff, Sigmund, swore by it.

When they found the victim, the farmer's daughter, the poor girl who had lost her husband and now her father, could not ask anything but cry.

Instead, when they saw the wounds on the farmer's corpse, an image of an upturned beard came to the mind of an experienced agent, and he said a name - the bounty hunter Hanif, who was the only one who used this broken flowering bullet.

So, after another ten days, new bounty notices were posted all over Colorado, including their capital city - Denver.

"Death" Adam, his bounty was increased by 100 from the original $1,000, and the three people, each of whom increased from $150 to $250; And the famous bounty hunter Hanif also made the list with them, $250.

……

"Boss, is our nickname so ugly now?" Approaching a railroad junction in Denver, Sean glanced at the bounty notice posted at the station door, and he couldn't help but press his hat even lower.

At the midpoint in the early morning, there was not a single living person.

"Adam, so you're so valuable?" Chen Jianqiu looked at the photo on the notice, the state police in Colorado, I don't know where to find a frontal photo of him, it seems that he was taken when he was arrested in Shiquan, and Adam next to him is obviously much more handsome than he is now.

At this time, Adam was still a little sluggish, and in the past ten days in the mountains, he was awake for at least half of the time, but whenever he encountered a caravan carrying sundries or a traveler carrying wine on the mountain road, he hinted at Chen Jianqiu in various ways.

Every now and then he would have two more bottles of rum, gin, or some unknown bulk distilled spirit, in his saddle bag.

"Why don't you tie me up and exchange me for a bounty, and I'll pay you back the money for your drink." Adam said in a daze.

Chen Jianqiu looked at him with a loveless look, a little speechless, when this thing was conscious, he would teach Chen Jianqiu to use both hands from time to time.

"I'll only say it once, and I'll only demonstrate it once." He took out the Colt M1873 gun on his waist, nicknamed the "Peacemaker", pulled out the gun at a speed that Chen Jianqiu couldn't see at all, and fired.

Six unlucky birds in the sky fell, and they had one more dinner.

Adam lay back under the tree, covered his face with his hat, and fell asleep.

But fortunately, this adult is very forgetful, and whenever he gets drunk again, he will forget what he said before and demonstrate it to Chen Jianqiu again.

When Chen Jianqiu was in the mountains, he would try to practice, most of the time he practiced aiming at still lifes, and the object of practice was stones, or the empty wine bottle that Adam drank leftover.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he would only practice far away from the camp, and who knows which bull ghosts and snake gods they were following behind them now.

Chen Jianqiu also told Adam their purpose without reservation.

"We're looking for a treasure, would you be interested in joining us?"

Adam sat by the campfire with his hat over his head, not knowing if he was asleep or awake.

After a long moment, his deep voice came from under his hat.

"I'm dying."

Chen Jianqiu thought he was joking that night, just telling his sweetheart, but Adam took off his hat and looked at him with extremely clear eyes.

"I was very sick, and there were no doctors willing to treat me, and they all said I was hopeless."

He pointed to his heart, his eyes darkening.

"I was going to die when I saw Elizabeth, but since you said so, I'll go with you."

Chen Jianqiu didn't understand his logic for a while.

"Because I want to keep drinking." Adam's reasoning seemed a bit sloppy, "You can just bring my ashes back to New Mexico when the time comes, and scatter them wherever you want." ”

"What did you do there? So memorable? ”

"Robbing a bank."

"Where's the money?"

"It's all spent."

……

Chen Jianqiu didn't know how many sentences in Adam's ghost talk that night were true and how many were false, and his thoughts returned to the present.

Just as he was looking at the notice, an old man with a hat tore off the bounty notice, walked to Chen Jianqiu's horse, and grabbed his reins:

"Come with me."

This is a Chinese saying.

The old man raised his head, and a yellow-skinned face appeared under the hat.