Hearing the other party's words, Candy's face was as black as a piece of charcoal.

However, his moving body stopped: "What do you want?" ”

"It's simple."

Black Jacket banged on the bar with a pistol: "Since you were beaten in the bar, it proves that this bar is not safe, I thought about it for several days, and I felt that you need protection here." ”

"$1,000 a month is a reasonable price."

"And."

He sneered, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Because of you, I was chased by the strip for several days. ”

"Four thousand dollars is not bad as a mental damage fee."

"Combined, it's five thousand."

The black jacket glanced up and down at the candy, and his eyes burst with greed and resentment: "With the watch you are wearing, I believe it will be perfectly fine for you, and I suggest you cooperate a little." ”

"It's not worth going to the hospital again."

Not to mention anything else, the robbery of the mortgage car alone cost each of them almost $200,000.

Now that so much time has passed, Candy has also bought some small items for himself, not to mention smoking a cigar or something, and he also bought himself a watch for more than 2,000 dollars.

In a small town, it is also a relatively expensive item.

It is precisely this thing that is coveted by the two.

"Hey."

The man in the back walked up to Ethan and said dissatisfiedly: "This guy still thinks he is a tough guy, and he is still drinking here so calmly." ”

"Let me see, what is this?"

With that, he reached for the bottle of whiskey with one hand.

As he spoke, Ethan lowered his hand and silently reached into his coat, when his arm lifted up like lightning, and a silver revolver appeared in front of everyone.

Trigger, pull firmly.

"Bang~"

Blazing bullets, whistling and spewing out.

Spun around and flew forward, slamming into Black Zack's head and rushing out from behind with a trail of blood.

Although I thought Ethan would do it.

But Candy didn't expect it to be so crisp.

Seeing this, he quickly stretched out his hand and wanted to touch under the counter.

"Bang."

The revolver was released, and the glass that had been drunk was gone, allowing Ethan to break the small half.

He also bounced backwards, and pressed the arm of the person behind him, so that the other party's hand holding the handle of the gun could not be withdrawn at all.

"What do you want to do?"

The guy stepped back and yelled, "Do you know who we are? ”

The wrist is held firmly.

The gun he pinned to the waistband of his trousers, struggled several times, but could not move an inch.

"Huh."

Ethan's hand holding the cup stretched out like lightning, and the broken glass instantly stabbed into the other party's throat, making a crunch sound.

Fingers released.

Slap your palm against the bottom of the cup.

"Whew!"

The thick glass, a few more centimeters into it.

Gragging the guy's arm, Ethan's eyes were cold, and he slapped the glass hard until the other party's neck twisted at a strange angle, and then stopped his movements.

"Knock~"

The heavy body fell to the wooden floor with a muffled thud.

The guy's body was still twitching, and with endless horror he looked at the young man standing next to him, looking harmless to humans and animals.

Convulsions, which stop quickly.

The light in his eyes quickly dimmed.

"Garbage."

Spat at the corpse, Ethan moved his shoulders comfortably: "Even if you want to drink my whiskey, it will not be possible in the next life!" ”

"Damn it."

Smelling the faint smell of blood in the air, he looked at the stunned candy energetically: "This is the Banshee Town I am familiar with, not your gang of mothers who have been bullied and don't fight back." ”

"Mamma Mia~"

Candy's thick lips licked, and he looked at Ethan in shock: "What the hell did you go through in Chicago?" ”

Before the gun could be touched, the two men were easily killed.

The most important thing is that one is extremely crisp, the other is extremely cruel, and after the matter is done, there is not a drop of blood on his body, even if Hood is here, he can't do it so cleanly.

"Shet."

The old bartender shook his head and walked out of the bar quickly: "You two bastards are the same, just come to town and kill people, is it fun to bury corpses?" ”

"This kind of weather is very tiring, okay!"

Despite the chatter, the first thing he did was not to be afraid.

Rather, it deals with the scene.

There is also a little tacit understanding between the two.

After going through so much together, Candy didn't have to worry about these things, and even felt relieved in his heart, he walked up to the black jacket who was shot in the head, and kicked it down.

"Bastard, even you dare to hit Candy Daddy."

Two or three times to find the car keys, he walked out quickly: "I'll drive the car to the back, and the people you kill will drag it yourself." ”

Ethan shrugged his shoulders and dragged the two men behind.

No way.

As a good young man who loves environmental hygiene, sometimes he has to work part-time as a cleaner.

Throwing the body into the car of a broken pickup truck and covering it with a tarp, the two men looked at each other before hurrying back to the bar.

The mopping of the mopping.

Those who should clean up the traces cannot be idle.

"You know what?"

Candy fiddled back and forth with a bleach-soaked mop a few times, and then let out a burst of laughter with a wooden stick: "Even though you bastard gave me trouble the first day you came back." ”

"But I have to say, it made my old heart beat again."

"That's a good thing."

Ethan also smiled and pry off the warhead embedded in the wooden board with a knife: "Don't worry, this kind of thing will definitely be indispensable in the future." ”

A simple sentence froze the smile on the old bartender's face.

Fortunately, it didn't cause any damage to the bar.

In a matter of minutes, the two cleaned up the scene and brought a bucket of gasoline with them, Ethan driving the Dodge Challenger to keep up with the candy, and the other to drive the old white supremacist pickup.

skillfully found a three-way area, and even set people and cars on fire.

On the first day he returned, he killed and destroyed his body.

made him a little crying and laughing.

But anyway, it's kind of to get some familiar feeling back.

The Dodge Challenger was speeding down the country road, and after all this, the two quickly regained their old acquaintances, both holding cigarettes and shaking their heads to the music on the car stereo.

"See?"

Candy Point to a sign next to the road: "Our Mayor of Hopewell has started to build momentum." ”

"If you think of anything, just do it!"

Above the road, a large campaign sign was erected, and Gordon gave a standard smile and two thumbs up.

The last thing Candy said just now was Gordon's campaign slogan.

It also includes the phone number of his campaign office, and the words welcome campaign funds, please cast your sacred vote.

"What a stupid slogan this is."

Ethan laughed, and the car whizzed across the intersection. (End of chapter)