"Get down!"

The yellow cowboy hat roared angrily, the muzzle of his gun trembling.

Teresa was awakened by the roar, she opened her eyes and asked her husband, who was still reading the newspaper next to her, "Honey, what's wrong?" ”

Danny didn't even take his eyes off the newspaper: "Robbery, you go back to sleep." ”

Teresa looked at the cowboy hat at the door, rolled her eyes, gathered the clothes covering her body, and continued to close her eyes.

Holmes held the notebook in his hand, looking at the humanskin map, discussing something with the birds next to him.

Isn't it just robbery, during this time, he lived a life of bullets flying in his head, and he was tied up several times just kidnapping, robbery? Then grab it, anyway, I am now the original spiritual shareholder of the team, penniless.

Asuka and Sean looked calm, and their boss didn't say anything. If he really wants to do something, Chen Jianqiu will move first, if not, it must be that he has already made a decision.

There was a burst of snoring from the back of the carriage, and only the sound of it was heard, but no one was seen.

The people next to Adam got out of the car with their hands raised, he occupied the whole chair, sleeping soundly, the sound of gunshots, roars, had nothing to do with him.

And Chen Jianqiu was leaning against the window, chatting with Mark Twain across Sean.

"I've written it before, but of course I can't compare it with you, and I think the western themes are still a bit interesting, such as cowboys, gunmen, and train robbery."

The writer listened to it with a mouthful.

Grab a train? Aren't I taking local materials now?

"Look, I'll take the train robbery as an example, these people obviously haven't done research and investigation in advance, and they come up to grab the ordinary carriages, regardless of the luxury carriages behind." Chen Jianqiu spoke eloquently to the writer, "If you count the cost of explosives and bullets, the wear and tear of guns, the fodder for horses, etc., you may not be able to get it back." ”

The yellow cowboy hat's sallow face was full of blood and red, the gun in his hand was pointed at Chen Jianqiu and did not move, he turned around and whispered to one of his subordinates behind him: "Take the others to the back carriage and have a look." ”

The man hurriedly got out of the car and went to greet the brothers who were still robbing the "poor ghosts" in a carriage.

Then, his gaze stopped on the bulging bag beside Chen Jianqiu.

"Cowboy, hand over that bag." He tried to take back the initiative in communication.

But Chen Jianqiu didn't seem to pay attention to him, he continued to say to the writer:

"When the gang surrounded the front of the car, they didn't seem to notice that the car was not on the police, which means that many of the passengers in the car were armed, and they didn't disarm them at the first time. Luckily, however, there was no resistance in the first carriage. ”

The hairs on the back of his yellow cowboy hat stood on end, and he realized as if he had overlooked something.

Chen Jianqiu's words did not stop: "In addition, it is too muddy to do things, and when robbing, you can still let the robbed person say so many irrelevant things at gunpoint, which is really not professional enough." ”

The cowboy hat couldn't hold back any longer, and he pulled the trigger of the revolver in his hand.

But a gunshot rang out in the carriage before he could fire it.

Almost between the lightning and flint, Chen Jianqiu had an extra Colt in his right hand, and the muzzle of the gun was still smoking.

The yellow cowboy hat clutched his hand and wailed, two of his fingers were knocked off, the wound was blurred, and the revolver fell to the floor.

The Colt in Chen Jianqiu's hand turned around twice and returned to the holster on his waist.

He glanced at the revolver on the ground and shook his head: "Finally, the Lemat revolver has one more barrel than other revolvers, is heavier than other revolvers, and the center of gravity is forward, the accuracy is not easy to control, and it needs to be practiced." ”

Mark Twain's eyes widened, he didn't see clearly how Chen Jianqiu pulled out his gun, and how he hit the hand of the yellow cowboy hat in an instant.

What was even more surprising was that several other people in the carriage seemed to be accustomed to it and did not react much.

Danny was still looking at his newspaper, and Asuka and Sean each had a gun in their hands, looking with interest at the cowboy hat that was missing two fingers.

The snoring in the back of the carriage was even louder.

The horses behind the yellow cowboy hat saw that their boss was injured, one supported him and pulled him back, and the other rushed to the front with a "whoop" and raised his gun to shoot.

"Bang!"

There was a large hole in his chest, and the whole man flew backwards, and fell hard at the junction of the carriage under the gaze of the yellow cowboy hat and another man, and then did not move.

Dead.

Teresa, who was still asleep, sat up, and the coat draped over her fell to the ground.

She held Chen Jianqiu's pump-action shotgun in her hand, her eyes were red, and she was angry.

"Get out! Don't let people sleep! ”

Two more shots, as if to vent, hit the horseboy's corpse, which quickly turned into a lump of rotten flesh.

This shotgun was originally Chen Jianqiu's disgust and was placed under Danny's seat, who knew that the old woman was so angry when she got up after being woken up, and she directly picked up the gun is a troll.

"Yes, dear, this man does deserve to die" Danny put down the newspaper in his hand, stood up cautiously, and took the shotgun from his wife's hand,

But Teresa didn't seem to be relieved, and pulled out the revolver from Danny's waist and shot it at the door of the carriage again.

The yellow cowboy hat and the horse boy ran backwards with a rolling belt.

But before he could take a few steps, he was shot in the shin again.

It was a bearded man in the back compartment who fired the shot, and he and a young entourage trotted over.

It's Hanif and Donnie.

With rope in his hand, Donnie tied the yellow cowboy hat to his pony.

At this time, the subordinates of the yellow cowboy hat had already run to the rear luxury carriage under the leadership of a horse boy, and no one could save him.

Donnetty slipped the cowboy into the car through the front door, but saw Chen Jianqiu waving to him through the window, so he ran over and threw the two under the window.

"Boss, what to do with these two people? It's a matter of words. Hanif rubbed his hands.

"While these two are still alive, you can just get them to a nearby town and sell them, I guess there should be their bounty order there, but I don't know how much."

"Anyway, this train won't move for a while, you can go directly, I don't want your bounty, just pay ten tithes."

Hanif happily carried the two men on his shoulders, who were probably his first prey to receive the bounty in a few months.

Chen Jianqiu looked back at the carriage again.

"Dear, dear, let's get rid of our anger." Danny retrieved Teresa's gun as he comforted the woman who was still angry.

Except for Adam, who was still asleep, everyone else chose to shut up, and they began to feel a little sympathy for the big man in the south.

Alas, poor Danny, what a day has been spent in the past few decades.

Chen Jianqiu sighed, spread his hands to Mark Twain, who was still in shock, and said softly: "Mr. Writer, I'm sorry, I let someone interrupt our chat just now, and we continue to talk about robbing the train?" ”

Mark Twain shook his head, he was now interested in the Chinese in front of him:

"Shall I write you a biography?"

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