The entire audience was silent. Even Arthur, who had experienced countless gunfights and duels, had never seen such a showy move, and the cigarette in his mouth dropped.
Victor opened his mouth slightly, and kept touching his holster with his hand. His other hand suddenly pointed at the opponent, and cursed angrily: "No...what do you mean? Is there anyone who can duel like you?"
Pierce deliberately patted the iron pot on his chest, laughed loudly, and said very confidently: "Victor Damon! You don't understand the rules of the cowboys at all. From the beginning to the end, no one has stipulated that you cannot wear an iron pot!" p>
Victor was stunned for a moment, turned to look at Arthur, and saw that the other man shrugged, seeming to acquiesce.
No!
Arthur then replied: "The rules of duels are different in different places, but they do not stipulate what both sides must wear. But to be honest, many sharpshooters have died in my hands, and they are not greedy for life.
This is the first time I have seen such a shameless guy opposite."
Being called shameless, Pierce has no shame at all. This is his only chance to make a comeback. What is shame?
He continued to threaten: "Victor Damon, don't say that I bullied you, I asked you to shoot twice first, and then I fought back!"
The rules were all messed up, and Pierce felt that he was sure to win. Even if Victor went to prepare the same iron pot body armor as him now, it would not be possible in a short time.
The onlookers around were all scolding Pierce, but this kid turned a deaf ear.
Victor's eyelids jumped, knowing what the other person was thinking.
"You want to make me bow my head without any bloodshed, why are you so naive?"
Of course Victor would not follow his wish, he would just shoot him if he raised his hand.
Bang!
A bullet hit the iron pan directly on Pierce's head, knocking the pan away.
Pierce screamed and backed away sharply.
Bang!
Victor fired the second shot, and Pierce retracted his head behind the iron pot on his chest like a turtle. The bullet collided with the pan and was bounced away with a crisp sound.
Victor frowned, and both shots failed to hit Pierce because of the obstruction of the iron pot.
Pierce's forehead was covered with cold sweat. In order to show off, he asked Victor to fire two shots, thinking that the opponent's shooting skills would definitely miss him. Who knew that Victor's shooting skills would become so accurate? If it were not for the protection of the pan, he would have been shot long ago.
Died.
"Huh~~! Okay... you... you've finished shooting two shots. Let's start the official duel! Three countdowns!"
After testing the defensive power of the iron pot, Pierce was shocked and his confidence surged. He felt that he was sure to win.
The opponent has no defense. As long as he can shoot any part of Victor's body, it will be enough to kill him.
Observing Victor's hesitant expression, Pierce sneered inwardly and started counting!
Three!
Victor held his breath, gritted his teeth, and stared at Pierce's neck and lower waist that were not protected by the iron pot.
Two!
……
Suddenly, there was a violent neighing from the other end of the road, and a running carriage rushed out of control into the crowd, scaring people into running away, and rushed to the edge of the duel in less than three seconds!
Pierce didn't shout for the last time. When he heard the voice, he turned around and immediately saw a group of black horses, charging toward him crazily.
In full view of everyone, Pierce's body wrapped in white bandages flew out, and the carriage also crashed into the wooden house next to it. The black horse let out a long roar and fainted.
People ran away in panic at first, and then gathered back when the scene calmed down.
The carriage stopped, and a swaying young man got down from the top. His face was full of fear and guilt, and he kept apologizing to everyone.
It turned out that he was a clerk at a grocery store in the town. He had just returned from hauling goods. He heard gunshots at the intersection of the town. The dark horse hauling goods was relatively young. After being frightened, he rushed towards the crowd uncontrollably.
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Victor's gun was still held in his hand, looking at the dramatic scene in front of him, he couldn't even laugh or cry.
The unlucky position calculated by the divination operator turned out to be so interesting.
Who would have expected that Pierce would be hit by a carriage?
People turned their attention to the bandaged man lying on the ground. The guy probably had several broken bones. It was a good fortune if he didn't die.
"Vic... Victor... you... you... I hate you!"
Pierce used all his strength to pull out the gun and aimed it in Victor's direction.
Bang!
There was another gunshot, and the revolver in Pierce's hand was knocked away.
Not far ahead, Victor raised the muzzle of his gun and blew into the smoke.
The weapon was knocked away, and unbearable pain came from his body. Pierce couldn't help but groan.
Victor turned the revolver and whistled as he slowly approached him.
Pierce was frightened. He had no power to resist now. He thought Victor was going to kill him, so he quickly started crying and wailing.
"Victor...listen to me Victor...I never thought about killing you. I was forced to do this duel. Let me go...don't kill me, can you..."
Just now he was grinning and couldn't get off the stage, and now he's begging like this again. He really deserves to be a comedian.
Victor squatted down and looked at the opponent's almost broken leg. It was indeed pitiful.
"You want me to let you go?"
"Uh...ah...yes...ah...let me go!" Pierce's face was so painful that he was deformed.
Victor sighed hypocritically, and then asked: "Tell me first, who told you what treasures are hidden in my house?"
Pierce's tangled and painful expressions were mixed together, and he was indescribably embarrassed.
He felt uncomfortable for a long time before he relaxed and said: "It's... a lame man. He calls himself... um... calls himself Johnny..."
Johnny?
Victor was confused. Isn't this the name of his gardener?
Coincidence or not?
Johnny's body was burned beyond recognition, but Victor could still recognize him. Although the person Pierce mentioned had the same name, he couldn't be the gardener of the Damon family.
"How do you know that guy?" Victor asked next.
Pierce gritted his teeth and shook his head crazily, saying that he didn't know that person. The other person suddenly came to him and wanted to buy the relic statue from him.
The only thing that can be confirmed is that the person has a special identity, a good background, and is wearing a very formal top hat and suit.
Saying this, Victor felt even less like his gardener, because that person had never worn a formal suit in his life.
"Let me...let me go! Victor...well, I know you will be merciful..."
Pierce's pleadings kept ringing in his ears, and Victor stood up and raised his chin to the group of people next to him.
"I won't waste bullets, but I can't control how those bounty hunters deal with you. After all, you agreed and they have to pay."
After saying that, Victor put away the gun and left the scene without looking back.
Then, the bounty hunters came around and surrounded Pierce. The guy immediately changed the target of his pleas.
