America 1881: They Call Me Legend

36 Grim Reaper
Pinkerton's agents were anxiously guarding outside the cave. They felt that their gun-carrying boss was unreliable, so they jumped up and sent the two of them away. They didn't know how long they would have to wait here now.

Suddenly, there were bursts of noise in the cave. It was like thunder at the beginning, and then it became louder and louder, and then there were gunshots.

"Boss, there seems to be something going on inside." An agent said to Rost, who was carrying a gun, "Should we go in and take a look."

Compared with his subordinates, Rost was more irritable. In Pinkerton, he was famous for being brave and brainless, and he followed the code of conduct of the powerful bricks. As for being brainless, he never considered it a shame.

What annoys him most now is not being blocked at the door and being unable to get in, but that someone is more violent than him, killing two people with three shots in two seconds.

"Rush in, I'm going to skin them alive."

Rost took the lead in the charge this time, got into the hole with his gun on his shoulder, and everyone followed behind him.

They soon came to the cave with the murals, and happened to see Sean and Asuka standing there in full battle, and of course, Uncle Holmes, who was powerless.

This time, Pinkerton's detectives showed their tactical literacy. While maintaining fire suppression, they spread out along the direction of the cave entrance, and quickly surrounded the opposite side from three directions.

Sean and Asuka returned fire with their rifles, and Asuka hit an agent who was hiding behind a pillar, and the agent was dragged behind.Sean was not so lucky, and his shoulder was also pierced by a bullet, leaving blood gurgling outwards.

This shot was fired by Rost. If it wasn't for the dim light, the bullet should have exploded Sean's head.

"Where's the one with the shotgun? I'm going to kill him." Rost yelled.

Sean leaned against the back of the box in pain. He pointed to his small bag and said to Holmes, "Uncle, help me get it. I have gauze and healing medicine in this bag."

The uncle looked at the sweaty black man in front of him. He had never had a good impression of black men. At most, he kept a certain distance from them, but he still bandaged his wound. Who let this man in front of him save his life? .

"On the opposite side! My name is William Holmes! I am a geologist, please stop shooting." Holmes shouted to the opposite side.

"Mr. Holmes, don't panic! We will rescue you, please stay calm." Rost took Holmes as a kidnapped hostage and immediately ordered to stop shooting.

The agents were also stunned, why is there a hostage on the other side?But this is also their basic business scope.

If Sean didn't have the pain in his shoulder right now, he would have slapped his thigh violently.

If I knew the hostage was useful, I would discuss with this uncle and send him out to change my life.

However, he obviously overestimated Mr. Rost's character. Some detectives in Pinkerton would respectfully consider the safety of the hostages, but the premise of those was that the employer asked them to ensure the safety of the hostages.

What's more, among these people, Rost, who was from a gang, was not included.

"Please put Mr. Holmes here, and I can allow you to leave one," Roster said, aiming at the edge of the box.

"Your people withdraw first!"

"You send the hostages out first!"

After two rounds of verbal confrontation, they fell into the dilemma of "the chicken lays the egg, the egg lays the chicken".

Rost used up his little patience.

"Mr. Holmes, please protect yourself, we will rescue you as soon as possible."

After all, he continued to pull his trigger.

Mr. Holmes was furious that he thought he was a respectable person, and that he was being treated like this, and there was nothing he could do about it.

The attacks became more and more intensive, and Pinkerton's people were getting closer and closer, and only Asuka was struggling to support it.

"Hey, buddy, we have to confess here." Sean said

Asuka ignored him, staring intently at the surrounding agents, and he knocked off the hat of one of them with a single shot.

The unhealed gunshot wound on his shoulder began to ooze blood, so he had to lean his back against the bunker and gasp for breath.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure appearing at the entrance of the cave. He seemed to have seen this figure before somewhere.

Gray blue jacket, light gray cowboy hat.

No one seemed to be aware of this man's arrival except him.

"Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack."

Asuka didn't see clearly the man's action of drawing his gun, but heard six consecutive gunshots.
Time seemed to stand still, the backs of the six detectives who were facing the man were sprayed with blood almost at the same time, and the rest of Rost reacted, just as he turned his gun, he was shot through by another gun that the man pulled out in an instant chest.

Seven kills.

Rost turned over and saw the man's face clearly.

The man's expression at this time was completely different from that in the tavern, his unshaven face was stern and serious.

Rost's voice became trembling, as if someone had awakened the fear deep in his heart. Regardless of the blood flowing from his chest, he yelled in horror:

"Adam Granger! Death Adam Granger!"

……

On the other side of the cavern, the Bane Brothers had lit a homemade torch, and they were a little bit caught between a rock and a hard place.

In the dark, they have no advantage.

That person didn't have a gun in his hand, but like a ghost, he would emerge from the dark corners from time to time, passing by them like the wind, leaving wounds on their bodies.

There are openings on their hands and faces, and bones can be seen in the deepest part, and the next place may be the neck.

So they decided to light the torches, back to back, watching every corner vigilantly where the light could shine.

They could hear a steady stream of gunfire from the other side of the cave.

"The people from Pinkerton are fighting with them." The younger brother said calmly, "I don't think we can take advantage of it if we encounter it."

He's already thinking about quitting.

Their original plan was to take advantage of the fisherman's profit at the entrance of the cave after Pinkerton and the three men exchanged fire.But I didn't expect it to be so difficult.

Timidity is easy to be seen, and hunting is often aimed at those who are shaken in heart.

Shaken inside, his gun will be slow.

The shadow appeared again, and the murderous intent reappeared.

I saw Chen Jianqiu reappeared from the shadow at the corner of the corridor, this time he was faster, taking two steps in three steps, he was already in front of his younger brother.

"Here." The younger brother's voice rang out together with the elder brother's gun, but Chen Jianqiu had already leaped high and high, holding the dagger upside down, and the blade went up from his chest, slashing his younger brother's throat.

In the shadows, within ten steps, everything is dead.

The elder brother didn't care about his younger brother either, he threw away the torch and ran towards the entrance of the cave while shooting into the darkness.

He fled to the door in a hurry, mounted his own horse, and fled into the woods as fast as he could.

This is the fear he has never felt since he was in this business, suffocation, powerlessness, obviously the opponent doesn't even have a gun.

"Damn it." He pinched the horse's belly with his legs, and only wanted to escape from this place as soon as possible.

Just when he was in a daze, his horse tripped over something suddenly, and he flew out from the horse, hitting his head on a big tree in front of him.

His body was limp on the tree roots, the blood from his head streaming down his cheeks.

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