The words fell, and the gunfire inside also stopped.

Hurried footsteps sounded, and Siobhan's nervous voice came: "Ethan? ”

"That's right."

Ethan turned around and beckoned Bunker over, and with the help of the two of them, slowly pushed the filing cabinet that had collapsed in the gap open.

As soon as he bent down to get into the gap, Siobhan hugged him excitedly.

Ethan helped her wipe the dust off her face, looked at the delicate red lips, and kissed her deeply.

While Ethan was checking on Siobhan, Bunker ran to Emmett, who was sitting slumped against the wall.

Emmett had a ten-centimeter-long abrasion on her arm, and blood was still oozing from the wound.

His lips were white, and he just looked at Bunker and smiled reluctantly.

Bunker quickly found the cable tie from Emmet's service belt and tied him to his arm with his hands and feet, and the bleeding rate slowed significantly.

"Thank you."

Emmett struggled to raise her hand.

"I should do it."

Bunker and Emmett flicked their fists and sat down against the wall.

He already had a shoulder injury, and he had been kicked in the chest by Cheton just now, and now he felt pain everywhere on his body.

"Please."

After waiting for a while, and no one paid attention to him, Brock cried out in pain, "Come and help me, old man." ”

Ethan let go of Siobhan, grinned, slapped his ass, and strode inside.

"Thank God."

Brock lay on the ground, sweating profusely: "Come a little later, you can help us collect the body." ”

In his chest, the uniform was broken with several small holes.

Ethan tore the uniform to shreds, and there were three bullets embedded in the body armor, this guy is also fatal, and if it is two centimeters away, one of the bullets will avoid the range of the bulletproof insert.

Soft body armor alone can't stop the firepower of AK and military M4.

Helping him take off his body armor, Brock finally breathed a big sigh of relief and gasped for breath.

He pulled open his tight tank top again, and his chest was blue and purple, and in two places it was sunken down, and it was obvious that the sternum had been broken.

"You'd better lie down honestly."

Ethan patted him on the shoulder: "Wait a minute, go straight to the hospital, don't move now." ”

Confirming that Brock was okay, he stood up and walked over to the detention chamber.

Pull out your phone and point it at Procott.

"Click."

The image in front of you freezes on the screen of your phone.

It's a photograph worth almost two million dollars a year, and it was supposed to be obtained by sweeping the characters behind Procott and the wings around him.

With the divine assistance of Hood and the Red Bone Gang, he was easily captured.

The corners of Ethan's mouth turned up, his fingers quickly dialed, and he sent the photo to Nora, with the word "done".

Soon, the phone vibrated violently.

He pressed it casually, took another photo at the police station and sent it to her, with the word "busy." ”

The police station now has a lot of work to clean up, just like the ruins after the war.

Now that Proctor is dead, Cheton is dead, and even the backbone of the Red Bone Gang has been wiped out, and the remaining Red Bone Gang members can no longer afford to make waves.

swept away the two major forces in one fell swoop, although several people in the police station were injured, but their faces were more like a heavy burden.

Three days later.

In the morning, while on patrol, Ethan got into a police car and came to Davis's Bar.

It is closed in the morning, usually during the candy break, and he usually uses the morning time to go fishing and take a walk.

Now, however, there are several cars parked outside.

He pulled the police car over next to Hood's blue pickup truck, and on the co-pilot inside, placed a small travel bag.

Next to the pickup truck, is Jaber's yellow convertible and a silver Volvo.

Push open the wooden door and walk into the bar.

As usual, Hood, Jaber, and Carly, the few of them sat in a row at the bar.

Candy, as always, wears a bucket hat and holds a bottle of whiskey in his hand.

"It's finally here."

Candy lifted the bottle and greeted Ethan.

The others also turned around, with different expressions on their faces, some relieved and some reluctant.

Ethan took off his sunglasses and sat down on a barstool:

"Guys, sheriff."

"Don't call me Sheriff." Hood's face was complicated, and he shook his head and smiled: "I'm no longer a sheriff anymore." ”

Just yesterday, Hood resigned from his post as sheriff.

Now he wears only jeans and a blue T-shirt, and the sheriff's badge is nowhere to be seen.

Ethan took the cup handed by Candy, drained the whiskey inside, and asked in a deep voice, "Where are you going?" ”

"I don't know." Hood spread his palms with a hint of a smile on his face:

"It's not decided yet, all the way north, maybe go to Canada to see, where to go."

Ethan nodded and put down his glass: "Have a good trip." ”

"Thank you."

Hood looked at the uniform and badge on his body, his eyes a little dazed.

"Bang bang."

Candy knocked on the table, raised the wine glass in his hand and took a sip: "It's time for you to move forward and enjoy life." ”

"Sorry, Candy." Hood took a sip of wine and said apologetically:

"Didn't bring more to you."

"Hey, don't say that." Candy took off his fisherman's hat and said with a serious face:

"I'm not a mom who doesn't know how to be grateful, but you brought me three friends, a wonderful journey, and almost two hundred thousand dollars."

"It's a great experience, and a lot of money, and I couldn't have asked for more."

Although the plan to rob the Genoa base was declared bankrupt, the money that had been robbed was not a small amount, especially for the candy that lived in the town.

This is unplanned money, enough for him to live comfortably in the future, of course, it is impossible to live a luxurious life.

"That's good."

Hood pursed his lips and nodded, he had already said goodbye to Jabber and Carly, and turned to look at Ethan.

"Don't say anything."

Ethan picked up the wine glass and touched it with him: "Call if you have something." ”

"Of course."

Hood drank it all and lowered his glass heavily.

He paused as he stood in the doorway of the bar, then strode out into the sunlight without hesitation.

The sound of the car engine sounded and faded away.

Candy looked at the empty barstool and silently picked up the bottle.

"Thanks, no need."

Ethan blocked the cup with his hand: "I'm still on duty, let's go first." ”

After pulling out a ten dollar knife and placing it on the table, Ethan tapped Jaber on the shoulder, took his sunglasses, and walked out of the bar.

After a while, Jaber and Carly also left.

Candy grabbed his gray beard, buttoned his bucket hat to his head, and locked the door of the bar.

The sound of the wooden door clattering, he stepped on heavy steps and walked inside, and when he passed the pool table, he stroked the flannel cloth of the table with his hand and stopped.

I remembered how happy everyone was when I used to divide the money here.

A smile appeared on Candy's face, and he wiped the moist corners of his eyes before turning and walking into the utility room.

(End of chapter)