The three suspects died, the trail was broken, and in Wyatt's opinion, the case was closed.

He can't turn Tombstone Town upside down.

This ghost place still needs him to maintain law and order, and the magistrate is a dry eater.

If he had been looking for the lost 25,000 dollars of silver for Wells Fargo, the deputy sheriff would have had to do his job.

As for Wells Fargo, if they are willing to offer a bounty, keep it.

Whether or not someone is willing to help them find the money depends on their creation.

So by noon the next day, Wyatt finally had time to drink coffee and read the newspaper in his office.

The door to the police office was opened, and Holiday entered.

"Hey, old friend, how did I do yesterday?" He sat down in the chair across from Wyatt and asked the sheriff with his legs crossed.

"Do you have to kill someone every time you come to Tombstone Town?" Wyatt looked helplessly at the gunman opposite, "Save me something, old friend." ”

"No way, fame, there are always people who want to challenge me." Holiday spread his hands, and his face was invincible.

"The materials have been submitted to the judge, and they should be handled tomorrow." The sheriff picked up his coffee, took a sip, and returned his gaze to the newspaper.

"So, we can leave tomorrow, right?" Another man walked into the police station.

The sheriff looked up and saw that it was Chen Jianqiu.

"Hey! Let's meet again! Old! Holiday with Erlang's legs crossed greeted Chen Jianqiu enthusiastically.

Chen Jianqiu also had a smile on his face, and he smiled and took out a few cigars from his arms like a trick and threw them to a few people in the office.

The office was enveloped in smoke for a moment.

However, at this time, someone suddenly knocked on the window from the outside.

A human face appeared on the glass of the window of the police station.

The horizontal flesh of this face was attached to the glass, the tip of the nose was flattened, the yellow hair was as messy as straw, and the expression looked a little angry.

"You guys wait a minute, I'll go out for something." Wyatt stood up and walked to the door of the room.

He thought for a moment, opened the door to his room, and stepped out.

The sheriff glanced to the left and right and found the owner of the face on the window pane.

Ike was standing on the corner of the street, staring at him.

Wyatt glanced left and right again, and walked towards Ike.

The yellow-haired cowboy saw the sheriff walking towards him, turned and walked into the alley next to him.

The two came to the back of a secluded courtyard behind Main Street.

"What about my three thousand two hundred dollars?" After confirming that there was no one nearby, Ike confronted the sheriff, "I told you the names of those three people, so you should give me the three thousand two hundred dollars!" ”

Wyatt took a deep breath, and his face sank: "Ike, three thousand two hundred dollars is a bounty, but, the three people you told me were all dead last night!" ”

"But I'm telling you, it's a great risk." Ike's expression grew stiffer.

Although the structure of the "Corinthian Cowboys" is rather loose, and the criminals have never had much credibility to speak of, the rules of the Western Frontier can have devastating consequences if the betrayal is discovered.

"I know, Ike." The sheriff stared into Ike's eyes, "If I get those bounties, I'll give them to you too." But ......"

He paused, "I didn't get the fucking three thousand two hundred dollars either." ”

"That's not my problem." Ike's face began to turn red from the blood gushing.

"That's not mine either." The sheriff folded his hands on his waist.

"And, I told you, what I told you, you shouldn't tell anyone!" Ike's emotions grew up, and his voice began to rise in height.

"I'll tell you again, idiot, I, no, tell, yes, anyone, understand?" Wyatt was tired of the conversation with Aite and turned to leave.

The yellow-haired cowboy's forehead was bruised, and he grabbed the sheriff's arm and yelled, "I told you, don't mess with me!" ”

Wyatt turned around, pulled out the gun from his waist for a moment, and pressed it against Ike's jaw: "I hope you don't impulsively do stupid things, otherwise, I'll put you in a cell to calm down for a few weeks." ”

Ike gasped and glared fiercely at the sheriff.

"Now, get out." Wyatt put away his revolver and headed for the sheriff's office.

Ike stormed into a tavern with a smirk on his face.

Seven or eight of his men were waiting for him there.

"Give me wine!" He shouted.

"What's wrong, boss?" The man handed over a glass of whiskey.

Ike lifted his neck to drain the wine from the glass, then slammed it down on the table.

He felt like he was being tricked.

After learning that the three of them were dead, Ike immediately took his men to their possible treasure location to find them.

If these three people were still alive, the money would not have been touched, and now that they are dead, the money should be their own.

But when he finally found the cabin, he found an empty chest dragged out from under the bed, and a few silver coins were left inside.

"That damn bastard took the money! Pretend not to know! He eats meat and doesn't even want to give me soup! I'm going to kill him. Ike threw away the glass, lifted the bottle and poured it up his neck.

"I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him." Ike's eyes were red, and he pulled his revolver out of the clothes next to him.

He rushed out of the tavern with the bottle in his hand, and his younger brothers followed him.

"I'm going to kill Wyatt! He embezzled the $25,000 in silver from Wells Fargo! ”

"He's a shameless villain!"

"You've all been deceived by his feigned integrity!"

……

Ike drank his wine and shouted loudly in the street.

At first, the townspeople were unimpressed, as drunks were not uncommon on the streets of Tombstone Town, day and night.

But when Ike talked about Wyatt, they all came up.

This sheriff usually gives them the impression of being extremely tough and resolute, so tough that it even makes people feel that some of his methods are a little ruffian.

But because of this, those criminals did not dare to blatantly commit rape within the town.

But I didn't expect that in the mouth of this yellow-haired cowboy, he would be so sanctimonious.

Some of the onlookers believed, some not.

The righteous indignation of the believers is filled with indignation, and the unbelievers wait to eat melons.

Ike saw more and more onlookers, and with the effect of alcohol, he became more and more excited, and his voice became louder and louder.

"Wyatt, I'm going to kill you!" Roaring out of excitement, he fired a shot directly into the sky.

And his subordinates followed suit.

Eight or nine men walked along the only main road in town.

"What sound?" Wyatt, who was chatting in the police station, suddenly heard gunshots outside.

His brother Morgan hurried in from outside the door with a short-barreled shotgun: "Wyatt, it's Ike, he's yelling in the street, saying he's going to kill you." ”

Wyatt's expression didn't make much waves: "Where are they now?" ”

"It's time to go to O&K' Farm."

"Let's go, let's clean up these bunnies." Wyatt stood up and walked out the door.

Anyone who insulted his reputation and challenged his authority in the town, Wyatt would confront them and knock them out.

As soon as he reached the door, he suddenly remembered that there were other people in the office besides their brothers.

The sheriff turned to look at the "doctor" Holiday: "Holiday, my friend, would you like to do me a favor?" We need people. ”

The doctor stood up and put on his hat: "I am happy to serve you, Your Excellency. ”

The sheriff's eyes turned to Chen Jianqiu's body again, but after hesitating, he still didn't invite him.

First, I don't know this person well, and second, this person is really a dead person!

Although he has enough faith in himself, he still has to believe in evil.

Chen Jianqiu smiled and nodded at them, and walked out of the gate of the security station before them.

So, Wyatt, his two older brothers, Morgan and Virgil, and Holiday headed for the "O&K" farm.

The so-called "O&K" farm is actually a small homestead farm at the end of the town's main street, with vegetable patches and cattle and sheep.

And when Wyatt showed up with his enforcers, Ike the Yellow Haired was in front of the sheepfold, and his brothers were loading their guns.

"Put the gun down!" The sheriff issued a warning.

The others around him lined up and stood on either side of the sheriff.

They ripped open their coats, revealing the holsters around their waists.

"Yo, yo, yo, let me see, who's coming?" Drunken-looking, Ike stared at the sheriff viciously like a wild dog, without the slightest hint of fear.

"Wyatt, a hypocrite!"

"Put the gun down, I won't say it again!" The sheriff's hand rested on the gun at his waist.

Morgan raised his shotgun and pointed it at Ike; Virgil also touched his gun, and his thumb put the hammer of his revolver back into place; And Holiday stared at a few cowboys in front of him.

"One, two, three......" he counted.

The atmosphere in the air was scorched to the extreme, and it was about to explode.

And under a tree not far away, there were three people eating melons.

"Boss, where did you get this thing?" Sean craned his neck to look at the farm while knocking on the melon seeds.

"It's everywhere, you don't like to eat this thing, you usually come to squeeze oil, I'll let Uncle Danian help fry it." Chen Jianqiu leaned against the tree and spit out the melon seed shell.

"Boss, which of them do you say wins?" Hanif ate melon seeds for the first time today, and the result was crunchy.

Chen Jianqiu did not answer.

Because, the gun has already gone off over there.

(End of chapter)