This Hero Is Scumbag

2022-07-08

Chapter 333 Golden Joke

What is a cowboy?

Free, unruly, outlaw outlaw of the West, duelist with an ancient sense of honor.

Of course, this is all Dutch’s own description. In Tariq’s official documents, cowboys are defined as “unemployed people who illegally possess weapons, have extremely weak legal awareness, need to improve their moral quality, and have violent tendencies, no ability to work, and no willingness to work.”

Simply put, street scumbag.

“John, do you really think your embroidered cowhide hat is a cowboy?”

A black Allah thoroughbred lurks in the woods, holding The middle-aged man with inferior cigarettes and pungent smoke rings mockingly said to the cowboy beside him: “Oh look, the great Lord John Marston not only has superb Spear Art, but also has a wise brain and an embroidered cuckoo. Lovely hat with flowers, it’s really a model for our cowboy industry.”

“Micah, if you want your mouth and butt to use the same pipe, I don’t mind if you continue to insult this hat and Me.”

In the jungle, the sturdy turkuma under the man’s crotch are bored to beat mosquitoes with their tails. He stared indifferently at the man named Micah with an embroidered hat, and warned in a hoarse voice: “This operation is about my child’s life, Micah, you better not be like the last time. Be reckless like that and screw everything up.”

“That’s better than cowering like a pussy, too.”

Micah, a late entrant to the Van der Lien gang, Micah Always treat people with that disgusting “I’m just kidding” look. Just as he was about to continue mocking the embroidered cowboy hat, Arthur’s voice came from behind him.

“If you want to fight Detective Pinkerton alone, then you should get out.”

Hearing Arthur’s voice, Micah froze. He raised his hands, his face was full of joking frivolity, and joked to Arthur behind him: “I thought your sense of humor was better than this kid who almost died on Snow Mountain, it seems that I think too much. .”

Arthur glanced at Micah and said nothing. He has no sympathy for this extremely abnormal outlaw, a crazy, bitter, mean and shameless person, but has a head full of crazy plans, and these plans are like gambling chips for the Vanderlin gang. A large amount of wealth was made, which also made Micah the favorite of the leader Dutch.

Of course, Arthur didn’t care either. Micah may have to take action to please the leader, Dutch, but Dutch and the entire Vanderlin Gang cannot do without him. After all, Arthur is the only one here who can fight against other professionals of the Demi-God Level. In countless critical moments of life and death, Arthur tried to turn the tides and saved everyone.

“Listen to me, we’re a team, there’s no need for this.”

At this moment, the leader of the gang, Vanderlin Daqi, slowly stepped aside. He was wearing a “two-color tuxedo” that didn’t match the color, and he was full of firearms and ammunition, which looked very nondescript. He seemed satisfied with his gentlemanly manner and said to Micah, “This time we are for little Jack and the whole of Vanderlin, Micah, you’d better keep your mouth shut.”

“Okay. Well, it’s just a joke, everyone should be able to afford it.”

Micah squeezed his hands, laughed indifferently, and stopped talking while holding the reins. John isn’t outgoing like other cowboys, he’s a bit like Arthur Morgan, somber but with a likable demeanor. He pulled the reins, turned his head, and said to Dutch:

“Dutch, I only need medicine for this operation, and I will give the rest to the gang.”

“no no no, my child, you still have a family, Abby and little Jack are both mouths to eat. Our time is a normal looting, you don’t need to have a psychological burden.”

Dutch patted On John’s shoulder, a bold smile appeared on his rough face: “This time my idea is perfect, don’t worry, this will be a new step in the re-emergence of our Vanderlin Gang.”

“As you That said, the Vanderlin gang will rise again.”

Micah on the side had just the right amount of flattery, not annoying, and comforting to Dutch. Dutch laughed, then spread out the scroll map, and said to everyone: “I have calculated, we will rush into the weapon shop at three o’clock. Micah controls the boss of the weapon shop, I will go and punish the black gambling money. Ten minutes later, John and Arthur blasted the walls of the underground casino with black powder on time. We rushed into the convoy of drugs that had just been replenished, took everything we could see, and left separately.”

Passing the black powder to Arthur from his pocket, Dutch asked with a smile: “You used too much black powder last time, can you control it this time?”

“I’m not sure .”

Arthur took the black powder, shrugged, and pointed at John, “But he can.”

“Okay, that’s fine.”

Dutch nodded, he clenched the reins in his hand, took a deep breath, and then let out a low sigh.

“Go!”

Arthur flicked the reins, and the reddish half-breed horse neighed and began to gallop towards Strawberry Town not far away. He leaned over the horse and skillfully pulled the scarf between his neck over his face, covering his face.

Strawberry Township is a remote town in the West Region that was once famous for its strawberries. But a blizzard that was rarely seen in a hundred years destroyed all the farms here, and the once prosperous strawberry town dropped a thousand zhang in one fall. The people in the town could only rely on stealing the carriage or doing some shady business.

There is only one reason why Tariq didn’t give these people relief money.

Western, not part of any country.

This is a world where wildness and chaos coexist. The Tarik people who have lived in the cradle of warmth since childhood cannot understand why some people resist order and a great and civilized country.

Yellow sand, tumbleweed, and boundless wildlife. These rugged yet chic landscapes make the West a unique destination. At the same time, those everywhere, those infected with Oripathy lurking in the shadows stare greedily, continuously looking for their prey.

Cowboys rode their horses through the sand, their long spears on their backs and standard Tariq revolvers in their pistol slides. These pistols can visualize the professional abilities of the cowboys from bullets and then shoot them out. These backward products smuggled from the black market are the means by which these people live.

Soon, under a gloomy sky, four cowboys with face scarves entered the dying town. Facing these uninvited guests, the townspeople whose faces were numb, or who were disabled or sick simply moved their bodies to avoid the horses of these people, and then continued to sit indifferently where they were.

Cowboys are the masters of the West.

“It’s here.”

The horses stopped in front of the luxuriously decorated wood house, Dutch twisted his neck and said to the crowd, “The only rich man in Strawberry Town. , Cam Slater. If I’m right, he’s maintaining that beloved Tarek II pistol right now, and it’s going crazy on the black market.”

“I think This kind of good stuff should still be given to someone who deserves it, like a gang owner.”

Micah’s goatee shivered, he looked at the building savagely, with a smile: “Of course, I still remember this beast hitting me with a stick because I stole his bullets.”

“As planned, not reckless.”

Arthur glanced at Micah indifferently, and dismounted after giving a warning. The horses were tied to the post as usual, and then waited for the others.

After everyone had placed the horse in a specific location, Arthur Morgan walked to the door of the weapon shop. He first took out a stack of thick cloth and put it in his hand, then pushed open the door.

“Welcome…”

The standard pistol under the gun oil has a metallic beauty, which is his son’s tenth birthday present. When he heard the wind chime, the owner of the weapon shop raised his head, and just as he was about to say his usual welcome, he suddenly found that these people’s hands had been leaning against the holsters around their waists.

Bad comers!

Without any hesitation, the westerner’s instinct made Cam directly raise the pistol. However, just as he was about to pull the trigger, he suddenly saw that the blue eyes of the leading tall man were covered by a layer of dark and hot abyssal fire.

Dead Eye.

Everything slows down, and Arthur can clearly see that the Boss’ trigger finger slowly moves backwards. There was horror in his eyes, and the bullet that was shot down slowly fell to the ground. The time of this world seems to have been pressed the delay button, slow and stagnant.

Arthur put the thick cloth in front of the muzzle and raised the pistol wrapped in the thick cloth indifferently. Aim, fire.

dong!

With a muffled sound, Cam’s pistol was hit by a bullet and fell to the ground. Cam didn’t even see Arthur’s movement of raising his gun, and fell to the ground in pain while clutching his wrist, which was broken by the huge momentum, and for a while, his strength to call for help was completely dissipated. Arthur took out the twine, stepped forward, tied Cam’s hands and feet, and put a piece of cotton cloth into his mouth and put it aside.

“Your kindness ruined a perfect pistol, if you hit his right hand…” After that, Arthur’s indifferent and indifferent look made him suddenly lose his voice. He tutted, walked over to Cam and kicked him hard in the chest, then sat carefree on him, drooping the gun, looking all around.

“I’ll go first.”

Arthur didn’t care about Micah, he took out the black powder and threw it at John, and walked into the basement next to him. A pity flashed in Dutch’s eyes as he looked at the damaged pistol. He shrugged and went upstairs to search for something he could loot.

The basement is an unremarkable storage room, except for a pile of vegetables and two hanging bacon. Looking at the dishes with some disordered and in a mess in front of him, John frowned and said with some doubts: “This… there is nothing.”

“The surrounding pickles are like decorations, and the soil under the feet It’s still moist.”

Arthur leaned over and touched the slightly moist soil, he extended the hand, and touched the vegetable shelf next to him, and heavy dust fell down. He looked around, and the fire of the abyss flashed in his eyes. Then he walked under the two hanging bacon and kicked the shelf full of food in front of him.

“Actually, this thing should have a mechanism.”

After being kicked open by Arthur, a huge gaming table and a bunch of scattered chairs came into view. The eyes of the two. John froze for a moment, then nodded, and followed Arthur into the underground casino.

“That’s it.”

In a corner of the underground casino, Arthur found traces of the dome. This kind of dome is usually the original sewer in the old city. Later, Tariq renovated the sewer facilities due to the accumulation of water, and this sewer was abandoned and closed. After that, some people built an underground market in the underground bomb shelter with some connections, and these old sewers lead to those markets.

John began rubbing against the dome, which was sealed with special cement, according to Arthur’s instructions. After accurately measuring the amount, John spread the black powder evenly all around, then stuck the fuze on it and pulled it back slowly.

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“in this world can Besides you, Silver Lord, I can’t think of a second person who established the underground market in Tariq.”

In the Silver Tower, which is the main church of the Merchant Church, Silver Lord squinted and watched The uninvited guest in front of him had a faint smile on his face.

Zhou Li patted the high level leather seat, looked at the surrounding furnishings, and said with emotion: “Damn, the speed at which your church makes money really makes me jealous, or else If you ask me to form a partner, let’s make a fortune in the name of hero, I’m not greedy, I’ll take 30%.”

“Is the reputation of Lord hero worth 30%?”

Yin Jue looked at Zhou Li with a smile, and a magnetic voice sounded in the office,

“Yes, 30% interest. You can’t give me 30% interest to make money on my name?”

Zhou Li shamelessly said this, Yin Jue was not angry and kept that faint smile jokingly said: “You are really a math genius, it seems that you have adapted to this world very well. “

“Mainly rely on the help of others.”

Zhou Li looked at the calm Silver Jue in front of him, said with a laugh: “There are two people who helped me The biggest.”

“Oh, who is it?”

Yin Jue raised his eyebrows and asked curiously.

“It’s not your parents anyway.”

Zhou Li looked at the man in front of him whose father and mother died of gambling, and said such a sentence with a smile.

Yin Jue was stunned for a moment, but when he reacted, he was not embarrassed either. Yin Jue leaned on the back of the chair, looked at Zhou Li, and said lightly: “Master hero, you and I are lacking hatred and enmity, why do you need to provoke confrontation?”

hearing this, Zhou Li’s expression suddenly Seriously, he looked around, leaned closer, and said in a low voice, “To tell you the truth, someone forced me to do this.”

“en?”

Yin Jue was stunned. For a moment, at this moment, countless rumors about those rumors flashed in his mind. He immediately cheered up, looked towards Zhou Li, frowned, and also asked in a low voice, “I don’t know who dared to force Lord Hero to start a dispute?”

Zhou Li pondered for a moment, then raised his head , said sincerely:

“It’s not your parents anyway.”

(End of this chapter)