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Chapter 215 The Wild Gunner
Horses, revolvers, arrest warrants.

The essentials of a no-cattle western cowboy.

The difference is that some cowboys held wanted warrants and became escorts, while others were printed with wanted warrants and became gangsters.

Wild Miller is the kind whose profile picture is printed on the wanted notice and who in turn hunts down escorts.

When Xiong Hua was panning for gold in the small town of Auburn, he saw the wanted notice of the Nevada legend, Wild Miller, posted on the bulletin board.

The bounty is six thousand dollars.

Wild Miller lived from 1860 to 1867 with such a huge bounty, and countless so-called wilder escorts fell under his gun.

It is said that the reason why Miller created the Fangmeadow Massacre in 1859, killing all the men, women, old people, and children in the Europa immigrant convoy, was for a sacrificial sacrifice, for making him a member of an unknown sect. The worship of the believers...

There are many such sects in the west, and they all claim that if you serve "my lord" sincerely, you will be blessed by "my lord"...

Most of it was just swagger, but apparently Wild Miller wasn't one of them.

At this time, like a nimble wild cat, he leaped onto a tall wooden stake lightly, holding the brim of Stetson's wide-brimmed felt hat with his left hand, his squinting eyes glowed with a strange black light...

Xiong Hua, who was stared at by his eyes, only felt as if he was entwined by a slippery python, and as if he had been thrown into an ice bank. His limbs were frozen and he couldn't move at all. Xiong Hua remembered the legend,

Miller is no ordinary shooter...

【Wild Gunner】

The firelight in the camp cast Miller's shadow thinly, as if a dark blade fell from the sky...

The man squinted his eyes, pressed his thumb on the trigger of the revolver, raised his right hand slightly, and condescendingly aimed at Xiong Hua, who was unobstructed and immobile.

His white teeth were exposed, and his eyes were full of the oily forehead of the bearded Chinese man.

A desperado was hired as a shooter, and the target should have been resolved as soon as possible. For example, after Xiong Hua left the wooden house and the protection of the deer god [Masatel], Miller should have shot him dead on the road. That would be good. Go to the tavern and enjoy those white bodies.

At that time, the generous employer was also urging, but when he saw the short-haired young man next to Xiong Hua from the photo, he immediately hid under a tent next to the wooden house.

The beast-like intuition made him wait until now, after the short-haired young man disappeared, and at this moment, no matter how courageous he is, he will be a little annoyed, son of a bitch!he
The cruelty in the eyes is strong!

Time seems to be infinitely elongated at this moment, the noise like boiling water is silent for an instant...

Xiding Artai's braids were coiled away from his neck, and he turned his head desperately to look at the muzzle above the tall pillar in horror, his figure tended to retract, and he screamed in horror,

"boss?!"

A Kui held the fist of the blond man in front of him, and he didn't have time to look back, but the blond man looked up in amazement,

"Miller?!"

Xiong Hua's eyes were wide open, the eyeballs were densely bloodshot, a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face was ashen, like an old bear who had fallen into a trap, unable to return to heaven and even the struggle of trapped beasts - in his mind Already started to take a look at the flowers...

On the high platform, Miller's eyes were murderous, but he was dazzled by the unexpected cold arc light.

The cold white light was unstoppable, like a shooting star from the thick night, it slammed into Miller's palm viciously.

bang~
It wasn't the gunshot, but the palm of Miller's gun, which was broken everywhere, blood flying, and the fragments of the handle of the revolver in his hand collapsed and flew.

The screams fell to the high platform, and the white light hovered, a bead emitting moonlight like a gauze.

【moon bead】

Everyone stared dumbfounded at Miller who fell from the tall pillar. The cowboy hat fell off, but his body was still twisting in mid-air, as if a black cat was about to exert its agility, but was immediately caught by a long silver bull. The spear pierced through the chest abruptly, and was nailed to the wooden post. The swallowing blade protruded from the wooden post by more than one meter long!There was a complete silence around for a while, and even the shouting and fighting were forgotten.

Miller is not out of breath yet, but he is close to death. His chest cavity has been shattered, and crimson blood oozes from the wound on his chest...

A pitch-black figure covered in raucous flames stepped on the tail of the big gun. While the silver gun was trembling, his figure landed on the wooden pillar where Miller was standing, his light golden eyes were condescending.

Several of Xiding and the others had escaped and rushed to Xiong Hua's side, and surrounded Xiong Hua. Xiong Hua, who had escaped from the "fixation technique" and the cold, turned pale, fearing the hopelessness of life and death, and the surprise of escaping after the catastrophe. In the intertwining of the two emotions, I only feel the figure looking up...

The silver gun is brilliant, the rose flame is loud, and the golden eyes are powerful...

It's like a god reaching the sky!

Xiong Hua, who has spent half his life in the rivers and lakes, trembled his lips, and finally hesitated for a moment, but bent down respectfully and kneeled down, smashing his knees into the soil, but heard a playful tone,

"Boss Xiong, is this enough to manifest the spirit?"

Xiong Hua was still a little confused when he heard it at first, and raised his head slightly in surprise, but the voice only made a half-circle in his ears, and his slightly raised head immediately buried it down again.

Only Xi Ding, who has been watching him all the time, can see the surprise, annoyance, embarrassment, and many other emotions in Xiong Hua's eyes from this quick lifting and burying, and finally the reverence of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, muttering road,
"Wu Sheng???!"

Xi Ding opened his mouth and eyes wide, and wanted to see the figure himself, but was dragged down by Xiong Hua, his braids were so painful that he couldn't believe it.

But it was Wu Qing who didn't go far after bidding farewell to Xiong Hua, just waiting for a shooter who hesitated because of his existence.

He used to wait and see in the crowd before, and he was using Jie Jie Sheng to obtain information. He lived up to expectations, and he saw a cold figure in the corner of the crowd.

【Miller】

【Wild Gunner】

Nicknamed Wild Miller.

Became a believer of the Sacred Bones Cult through massacres, and because of the variety and freshness of the corpse sacrifices offered at one time, he obtained the ruler of the ancients, the god of the burial place, and the king of ghouls, Mordiggian Attention, gained a mysterious power.

Mordiggian is one of the few old gods who respond to humans among the Old Ones, and he bestowed upon Miller magical powers.

[Ramat Revolver · Hidden Skeleton]: This is a pistol that can kill an elephant with one bullet.

[Deep Cold Imprisonment]: Creatures watched by Miller's eyes will fall into the deep cold and cannot move. Even a powerful steam soldier, if there are fewer parts to be transformed, and steel and fire do not account for the majority of his body, he will not be able to move. Imprisoned by the cold, and then killed by [Ramat revolver · hidden skeleton type], a shot blasted off the steel heart.

Strength evaluation: Level [-] Sanjie (Qi training level [-] to [-])

Note: [Wild Gunner] is not a profession, but a common name agreed by the people in the west, used to mark the gunners who are better than sharpshooters and fast gunmen... It can be that they have certain abilities, or they can be There is a certain kind of blessing on the gun, such as Ruan Min, he is also a "wild gunman" in this "Steam America", nicknamed Snake Eye Amin.

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Based on the information given by Jie Jiesheng alone, it cannot be concluded that someone will ambush Xiong Hua, but it does not cost Wu Qing a copper to wait. Fortunately, this night did not let him waste his time.

Wu Qing, who came back to his senses, actually saw a trace of fanaticism in Xiong Hua's eyes?
Wu Qing knew that he would have people to drive him to do things in the future, so he lowered his eyebrows and looked at the wild Miller under his feet who was breathing in but not out.

Wild Miller stared at Wu Qing with eyes like dead fish, Wu Qing raised his knee expressionlessly, and stepped on it heavily...

puff...

Wu Qing withdrew the soles of his feet, and the half face under his feet that had been trampled to pieces by him, which no one seemed to have any vitality, suddenly screamed at Wu Qing,
A cold breath climbed onto Wu Qing's body along the rotten red and white slurry, his heart skipped a beat for no reason...

"Please note that because of killing [Mordiggian's] favored person, the holder has been cursed by [Mordiggian], and will continue to emit a rotten smell in the next [-] days, and will be banned by the Skeleton Religion." track……"

"I stepped on shit..."

Feeling unlucky, Wu Qing cursed inwardly, and suddenly the pattern flames on his body shone brightly, bursting into dazzling light, and the cold feeling disappeared in an instant.

"Please note that the curse of [Mordiggian] has been consumed by the Dharma Body [Molich Heaven], and the holder will no longer be affected by it."

The corner of Wu Qing's mouth twitched. After all, no one likes being followed by a group of scavenging hyenas, and he also discovered the new utility of the Dharma Body...

It turns out that the increase in body resistance brought by the law body also includes resistance to curses?

If another ordinary Taoist were here, he would definitely be recruited.

With a sarcasm on Wu Qing's face, she looked at the half face under her feet...

【Miller】

Status: Mordiggian projection occupied.

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It can no longer be called Wild Miller, it should be the projection of Mordiggian, its dark eyes popped out from the eye sockets, hung by a thread of blood, but strangely like the head of a cobra, tilted up, but the hatred His expression has not yet emerged, only stiffness remains,
The hanging eyeballs and the pupils shrink like needles, and the tone is dry,
"Outer God?!"

(Outer God: Outer God)
Xiong Hua's lowered head became more respectful, and he pressed his nephew Xi Ding's big hand more than three points more.

The nearby laborers of various skin colors opened their mouths wide and couldn't believe their ears. Only the idiot Kui who had given up looked up at Wu Qing in a daze, holding a copper plate in his hand, his eyes shining brightly.

Wu Qing dug his ear holes, and with a move of his hand, an arc of moonlight forcibly smashed the remaining half of "Miller"'s head into minced meat, and he could no longer make a hoarse and unpleasant roar.

【moon bead】

A cool feeling immediately permeated the dantian, and it was able to gain karma just like the [Shadow of Chu Tongzi] who killed Ruan Min before, forty quarters.

It has also been counted into the task requirements, and Wu Qing is now required to obtain [fifty ticks] of karma.

Sure enough, Wu Qing was overjoyed.

At the same time, in front of the steam train not far from here, there are several steel figures coming towards the wind, and often when they kick the ground, the figures will appear in a circle in the pupils of Lao Ji who is watching.

Steam Guard!

They finally discovered that this commotion was not a usual commotion.

Wu Qing was not the only one who noticed the arrival of the steam guards. Xiong Hua, who had already got up from the ground, and Lao Ji all cast their anxious eyes on Wu Qing.

Wu Qing didn't seem to notice anything.

As the steam guards leaped closer, the air was filled with sparks flying with the wind, and within a few volts, these steam guards had already fallen into the crowd, and Xiong Hua and Lao Ji could already see the people half-covered in the oil skin. With grinning faces under the cap, their hearts clenched.

Wu Qing sneered, pointed at the group of smoking iron bumps, parted her lips lightly, her tongue burst into spring thunder,
"Bah!"

【Exorcism sound】

Most of the steam guards were far inferior to Wu Qing in strength, so they were overwhelmed by him.

The three leading steam guards in the front row immediately fell into the mud uncontrollably, while the steam guards in the back stopped abruptly, collided with each other in a series of rear-end collisions, looked at Wu Qing with suspicious eyes, and stepped forward. waver……

It was not only them who were surprised, but also the people around them. The rabbits rose and fell too fast, and there were too many things to keep in mind. They were a little numb at first, but now they saw that even three steam guards were planted?It is really planted!There are those who are frightened, and there are those who are delighted.

The eyes of Xiong Hua and Lao Ji were full of excitement...

Wu Qing took one last deep look at Xiong Hua, then bent down and pulled out Doumuzheng's winning spear, and threw it towards the night, and then his whole body seemed to melt into a silver thread, disappearing into the night.

It's not that he can't beat it, but that he has managed to become the beneficiary of order, but kills these expensive steam guards. The Central Pacific Railway Company, which has suffered heavy losses, may be impatient, and the water will be muddied.

And since I came here, I haven't had a good rest to restore my physical strength. It's not that there are steam guards equivalent to [Nine Quantum Heaven] in the Workers' Security Department, and there is also a security office equivalent to the peak of [Nine Quantum Heaven] Director Dicky.

After hitting and hitting, my physical strength is exhausted, and my true colors are revealed... Then it will be a big loss.

It's not that Wu Qing is out of his mind, and these steam guards are definitely not happy to see an "Oriental Demon Warrior" who is out of control in the labor camp. .

Looking at the direction of Wu Qing's departure, Xiong Hua couldn't look back for a long time. He looked at the steam guards who broke into the crowd, glanced at the Billy gang who was still fighting with his men, and the dozen or so people who were still in the corner. The recalcitrant Hua Gong had ferocious eyes, but he didn't give any instructions, and just watched coldly, letting the steam guards separate the fighting crowd...

Lao Ji got through the crowd and came to Xiong Hua's side. The old god's morality was not cultivated in vain, and a little shock had been deeply hidden by him. He glanced at Xiong Hua and said nothing, the old god was there.

A little unnaturalness flashed in Xiong Hua's eyes. It was the first time he clasped his fists at the old man and asked in a slightly respectful tone,

"Dare to ask the gods to hide their names."

But the old man glanced at him, "How dare you say the name of revering God at will."

Xidingbo opened his mouth angrily, "You..."

Snapped!
There was a red palm print on Xiding's face, it was from Xiong Hua.

"To shut up!"

Xi Ding swallowed, but didn't dare to open his mouth.

(End of this chapter)