The room is not large in size. There is a square table in the center. A tall, thin man wearing glasses is writing calculations in a notebook. Beside it, there is a stack of green banknotes, some leftover wine and meat, and some
There is a small box, and I don't know what is in it.
Beside the bed in the corner, there was a man and a woman making out. The man had a short, rough beard and a pair of small eyes like an eagle. There was no feature that attracted women. The woman was sitting in the man's arms, wearing a red skirt and hair.
She is elegantly combed and looks like a woman from a good family, but what are the chances that the woman who hangs out with these people is from a good family?
There was a man leaning against the anti-theft iron door. He looked drowsy, as if he was taking a nap, but as long as there was the slightest movement outside, he would react immediately to avoid any accidents.
The man wearing glasses pushed up his glasses, closed the book in his hand, and said with satisfaction: "Today's profit is also very good."
The woman was amused by the man holding her and giggled, saying: "Hehehe, it seems that the young men are very capable of doing something."
"With the protection of the police, it is much easier to work," the man wearing glasses pushed up his glasses and said, "However, our footing is still stable at present, and if we want to have a more stable footing, we must deeply penetrate the police system of this town.
, we must make them stand on the same front as us."
"Isn't that deputy police chief a good breakthrough point?" the short-bearded man said with a smile.
"You're right," the man with glasses nodded, "so our next task is to penetrate the police system through every means we can and make all the police in this town become part of our business. When this happens
On the day when the mission is truly completed, even if this town belongs to our O'Drisco gang, there will be no problem."
Everyone laughed. The man with glasses filled a glass of wine for everyone, raised one first and said, "Cheers to a better tomorrow!"
"Cheers!" Everyone picked up the cup and drank it in one gulp.
"In addition to increasing revenue, we must also pay attention to reducing expenditure," at this time, the man beside the door who had not spoken much spoke up, "Don't be like a certain man, who lost all our income for a day in a poker game."
"Didn't your grandpa agree not to mention this matter?" The short-bearded man's face flushed slightly, and his voice unconsciously rose a little higher, "I was just unlucky that day and let that arrogant yellow-haired boy take advantage of me.
.Hmph! If I bump into him again, I will definitely put a gun in his mouth, and then make him spit out all my money bit by bit!"
"Okay, honey, don't be angry." The woman hugged the man's body again, and the two of them began to feel neither shy nor ashamed.
At this time, a heavy knocking sound suddenly sounded on the iron door. The man standing near the door immediately became energetic and asked in a low voice: "Who is it?"
"Yosef Dorian." The voice outside the door was a little vague, and it was impossible to identify his identity based on it.
"Is it him?" the man with glasses asked.
The man near the door looked at it carefully and said, "It depends on your clothes."
"Ask him what he is here for." The man with glasses showed no hesitation on the surface, but his heart started to drum up. Is it possible that this old boy still wants to make more money?
"Your Excellency Deputy Sheriff, what do you want here?" asked the man near the door.
"I need to discuss important matters with you in person." The "deputy police chief" outside the door lowered his head, leaving only his smooth chin visible.
Several people in the room exchanged glances with each other, and the man with glasses finally made up his mind: "Open the door, I want to see what he has to say."
The man near the door nodded and opened the door. The next second his head was hit hard on the iron door. He almost lost consciousness in an instant and collapsed on the ground, unconscious.
Others in the room were stunned for a moment, but at this moment, the man who subdued a person with thunderous methods had already stepped forward. The hand that had just pressed a head came out like lightning and pressed on the head of the man with glasses.
.
There was a click, the glasses shattered, and the man with glasses fell to the ground, with blood from his forehead remaining on the corner of the table.
Only then did the short-bearded man clearly see the appearance of the visitor, and he was shocked and angry: "It's you?!"
"Oh, it's you," the man in deputy sheriff's clothes raised his head. It was Brandi who had already changed his disguise. He looked at the man in front of him who had lost fifty dollars to him before, and the corner of his mouth once again raised a sarcastic smile.
, "I asked you why I haven't seen you in the pub in the past two days. It turns out that you are hiding here to lose your temper with women."
"Huh, you little brat, I haven't even gone to find you yet, but you came to my door yourself. Remember, today is the day you die!" The short-bearded man cursed viciously, pulled out the revolver from his waist and fired.
To shoot.
And Brandy was faster than him. Brandy touched the handle of the gun a little slower than the short-bearded man, but before the short-bearded man could completely pull out the gun, Brandi had already taken aim.
Actions.
A dull gunshot sounded, and a bullet flew out of the gun barrel with a scream, piercing the right hand of the short-bearded man who had drawn the gun.
"Uh-huh -" the short-bearded man screamed, covering his bleeding hand and fell to the ground. Brandi stepped forward in two steps and kicked the short-bearded man on the head mercilessly.
The man's screams suddenly stopped immediately, and his own consciousness stopped suddenly with it. If Brandy didn't mean to kill him, his breathing might have stopped suddenly at the foot just now.
end.
Brandi lifted his foot, and there was even some blood stains on the heel of his shoe. He turned his gaze to the shivering woman hiding in the corner, slightly bent over and saluted, and said: "Next is you, madam,
Do you want to be like them, or do you want me to be gentler?"
"I...I..." the woman was so frightened that she could not speak incoherently, "gentle...gentle...!"
"Understood," Brandy nodded, walked back to the table, put the pile of banknotes on the table into his pocket, and said, "You should know the password for the safe over there, right?"
The woman nodded quickly.
"Then could you please open it?"
The woman immediately ran to the safe and started to unlock it.
Brandy opened the small box on the table. Inside the box was an exquisite Schofield revolver. Brandy picked it up, played with it and inspected it. After confirming that it was brand new, he put it away.
In the bag.
At this time, the iron door leading to the clinic was opened, and a timid head poked in. Seeing the scene inside, he almost sat down on the ground.
"Don't be afraid, doctor," Brandy held up the brim of her hat, then walked to the safe and started collecting the money inside, saying, "Go call the police quickly. It's time for them to appear."
"Okay, okay, I'll go right away, right away." The doctor nodded like a fool and ran out in a hurry.
After a while, Sheriff Malloy's voice sounded outside the house: "Where is the shooting? Where is the shooting?"
Immediately afterwards, Sheriff Malloy appeared at the door, holding a revolver in his hand, followed by two policemen. The other iron door was also guarded by two policemen at this time to prevent relevant personnel from escaping.
on site.
Sheriff Malloy was a little stunned when he saw the mess in the room. Then, he noticed a familiar person sitting on the bed in the house and saying hello to him: "Hey, Sheriff, you are very efficient."
Sheriff Malloy looked at this person for a while, and then determined that the person wearing Yusef's clothes was Brandy. To be honest, he knew Brandy, and he knew Yusef's clothes better, but the combination of the two
, he really didn’t react.
"Brandy? You...why are you wearing Yusef's clothes and using his things?" Sheriff Malloy asked.
"Well," Brandi looked at herself and smiled, "it's a long story."
"Haha, I can't say, 'Since you want to pursue excitement, then follow through to the end.'" Brandy thought to herself.
"So, what's going on?" Sheriff Malloy pointed his gun around.
"They," Brandy kicked the short-bearded man lying aside, said, "let your people take them all back. Don't forget the account book on the table, it is important physical evidence."
Chief Malloy glanced at the two policemen following behind him and said, "Didn't you hear that? Why are you standing still? Get these bastards away quickly!"
After receiving the order, the police did not dare to neglect and immediately began to move people.
"Oh, by the way," Brandi seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and said in Chief Malloy's ear, "You can either go and see your dear brother-in-law now? If you go later,
I guess he could have a litter with that pen of pigs."
Sheriff Malloy was stunned for a moment, then said "fuck", and immediately ran out of the house and ran towards the pig pen where Yusef was.
Inside the Valentine Sheriff's Office.
Sheriff Malloy sat behind the desk with a gloomy expression; Brandi sat on a chair with his legs crossed, observing with interest the expressions of the row of people kneeling in front of him; those Odriss
The members of the branch gang have also woken up from the coma. They were tied up, all of them were crestfallen and silent. Yusef was also kneeling among those people. He had now washed his body and changed a set of clothes, and was with those people.
Compared with O'Drisco, his treatment is much better, at least he is not tied up now.
Brandy struck a match, lit a cigar, and stood up. Sheriff Malloy stood up as well.
Brandi looked at Sheriff Malloy and said, "That's it. It's up to you how to deal with it, Sheriff."
Sheriff Malloy smiled and said: "You can rest assured, Brother Brandi, I will not let these bastards run amok in my town."
"Including Yusef?" Brandi's eyes became sharp.
Chief Malloy was still smiling and saw nothing unusual: "I have always enforced the law impartially, and everyone can see this."
"I believe you, Mr. Sheriff," Brandy stretched out her right hand, and Sheriff Malloy also stretched out his right hand. The two shook hands briefly, which was not only polite but also a handover of the law enforcement process. "After all, we are all related to
Evil is irreconcilable, isn't it?"
"You're right, Brother Brandy," Sheriff Malloy nodded, "We are inseparable from evil."
After Brandi left, the four members of the O'Drisco Gang were also thrown into the jail. Sheriff Malloy looked at his unlucky brother-in-law and said: "Stop kneeling, get up, let's get up."
Lou said."
Valentine Sheriff's Office, second floor.
"I know your character well, and I'm not ignorant of what you do," Sheriff Malloy sat on the double bed in the room, looking at Yosef who was standing at the door, his words full of hatred.
Bu Chenggang said, "Why didn't I tell you clearly and stop you? Because I thought you were measured and you knew what to do when. What happened? Now that it's like this, how do you want me to end it?"
"No, brother-in-law, it's all that Brandi's fault, he..." Yousef tried his best to defend himself.
"Blame him?" Sheriff Malloy raised his voice, "Brandy has keen observation and enforces the law impartially. What can he blame? It's you, knowing that there are outsiders in the town, but you still go your own way. You don't know.
convergence!"
Yousef immediately lowered his head: "I was wrong, brother-in-law, I won't dare to do it next time."
"Do you still want a next time?" Sheriff Malloy wanted to shoot his brother-in-law's head off, but he still resisted doing so.
He pondered for a moment, then said: "What you can do now is to leave your police badge, pack your things immediately, and go find your sister."
"Why, brother-in-law? You can't just drive me away!" Yousef became anxious.
"When things have reached this point, do you still have the nerve to say such things?" Chief Malloy stood up, furious, "I tell you, it's easy to kick you out of the police force.
If this thing gets bigger, I won’t be able to protect myself! By then, our whole family will have to drink the northwest wind! I’m trying to protect you, you idiot!"
Sheriff Malloy turned around and left the house angrily. Before closing the door, he saw Yusef still stunned and couldn't help but cursed: "What are you doing standing there? Get out of here! Get out of this town today."
, how I deal with those gang members, I will deal with you! It’s a thing that fails to accomplish anything but fails to accomplish enough..."
As night fell, a fast horse carrying a pile of luggage and a lost man left Valentine and ran towards the prairie outside the town.
On the rooftop of the Valentine Hotel, Brandy held up her binoculars and looked at the figure riding away. She didn't put away the binoculars until she could no longer see clearly.
He walked slowly, came to the other side of the rooftop, leaned on the railing, looked at the two-story building with the words "Valentine Sheriff's Office" next to the brightly lit tavern, and sneered for a long time.
"Fuck justice."
He pushed open the door to the rooftop and slowly turned into his room.
The town is still lively and the tavern is still bustling with joy. Not many people know that there is a missing person here who was once respected. This chapter has been completed!