I Have 48 Hours a Day

"Sergeant, I saw his accomplice, shouldn't he shoot?" Jonathan on the rock wall strained his throat nervously.

"Of course not, you idiot, she is only 12 years old. Do you want to get on the gallows, put away the gun and roll it down for me." The old cowboy said.

"Yes, sheriff." Jonathan breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried down.

Zhang Heng did not remove the knife on the neck of the old cowboy.

"Give them your gun." The old cowboy snorted again.

So Jonathan gave Wendy his rifle.

"Are you satisfied now?" The old cowboy said coldly.

Zhang Heng nodded. "But you might not be satisfied with what I'm going to do next."

The old cowboy seemed to think of something, his face changed, "Do you dare?"

However, as soon as he said this, the gunfire sounded, and then the old cowboy saw his beloved white horse lying in a pool of blood.

"Sorry, I have to make sure you won't catch up, after all, I don't really want to go to the police station for coffee." Zhang Heng didn't stop and killed Jonathan's horse.

The old cowboy's face hurt, "Why don't you kill your old horse and ride away my good horse?"

"Because ... I'm willing?" After the brutal murder of two hard-working poor animals, Zhang Heng searched the old cowboy and Jonathan again, and then put away the revolver in his hand.

He first picked up the gun that he had fallen to the ground, and then took the rifle from Wendy.

Wendy saw Zhang Heng still reaching out, oh, he reluctantly returned the revolver that someone had given her before.

"Then can you give me the sheriff's?" Wendy whispered.

"No, I don't want to be shot on my back by myself." Zhang Hengdao, "You have never learned to shoot, why do you want a gun?"

"I've seen Dad hunting, I know how to use a gun, and I just subdued a deputy sheriff."

"He's not going to be the deputy sheriff anymore." The old cowboy apparently was quite dissatisfied with his deputy being pinched by a little girl who was just twelve years old.

"You shouldn't blame him, sheriff, that's not his fault, he just picked the wrong opponent."

Wendy's gesture of a victor, Zhang Hengdao was eager to finish, "The boy named Joseph also has a horse, shall we go back and kill it?"

"Don't worry about it so much. They only dare to catch up if there is only one horse. Am I right, sheriff?" Zhang Hengdao.

"It's not about horses, boy," the old cowboy warned. "I may not be able to take you to court, but I'm not the only one."

"Really, but I can take you to court." Zhang Hengdao.

"........."

"Either that, you tell me what secrets you and the child's father have. I can give you a gun to protect you, and it's quite a long walk back to Glentown from here."

"For your own good, you should listen to me and take this kid back home," said the old cowboy. "They will not hurt Matthew, but you may not."

"They, who are they?" Zhang Heng asked.

"I can only tell you so much." The old cowboy closed his mouth after speaking, making it clear that he didn't want to say one more word.

"I hate people who speak only half of the time." Wendy frowned.

"Me too, but it is undeniable that he revealed some useful information. At least now we know that your father's disappearance is related to a group of people. They obviously know each other. Your father ran to see them, and it is likely that he will voluntarily follow up with him later. They went, and this group should be dangerous. He was right, you might not have run out to find your father in the first place. "

"You can't be 100% sure of this," Wendy said.

"Yes."

"This means that my father may still be in danger, and you also said that the group is not a good person, they may be able to do everything."

"Maybe." Zhang Heng also admitted that Wendy's guess was not unreasonable.

"Then I'll find it," Wendy insisted, and then asked Zhang Heng, "Are you afraid?"

"I haven't felt fear for a long time." Zhang Heng replied.

"So you want to take the opportunity to increase your pay?"

"No, just now I had a reason to follow up. Now whether you pay me or not, I won't give up on this matter." Zhang Heng shook his head.

"why?"

It was difficult for Zhang Heng to explain to Wendy the main task. He just accidentally got a clue about a lucky horseshoe. In this way, Wendy's commission was equivalent to his main task.

"Just think I'm idle."

"Then I can't go back, I can help you with my side." Wendy said ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I doubt it. Zhang Hengdao, but having said that, he ca n’t deny that Wendy is actually a bit useful. Although her combat power is negligible, but Zhang Heng has never seen Matthew before, and she can take her by her side. It's easy to find people, not to mention that depending on the relationship between Wendy and Matthew, it may reduce some dangers.

But Wendy's ability to cause trouble is also very strong. She is not a bear. In fact, compared with other bear children of the same age, Wendy is too precocious, but this child's temper is also the most stubborn.

The two haven't been together for long, but her ability to "get into trouble" has given Zhang Heng a headache.

However, Zhang Heng did not force Wendy to go back. He is different from the old cowboy. Zhang Heng is very clear that even if Wendy is sent home by force, she will definitely find a way to run again, and she will even start thinking about it halfway. This thing.

It ’s better to take her by her side, at least look a little, lest she cause something serious

So Zhang Heng didn't say anything, just said to Wendy, "Let's go, it's been so long, we have to get the time back on the road."

Then he handed his revolver with the bullet out to the old cowboy, and in the latter's poor eyes, he took out a box of bullets and threw it behind a rock wall.

"you are welcome."

After speaking, he rode on the radish that was eating grass on the side. The radish didn't know because Zhang Heng's riding was not good enough. He had just escaped. Seeing Zhang Heng holding his belly with his legs, he could not help but reluctantly. He glanced at the grass in front of him again, and his head embarked on a journey.

Wendy followed behind Zhang Heng obediently on a lightning ride.

"Tell me more about your father." Zhang Heng watched the rock walls on both sides, carefully guarding against the ambush, without looking back.

"Okay, Mr. Zhang Heng."