He's in the west, he's a cowboy

It was already late at night when we returned to the camp, and the women in the gang were still awake. When they saw them returning one after another with large and small bags, they cheered loudly with joy and hurried over to welcome everyone in triumph.

Zhou Zheng was already very sleepy. What happened today made him very tired and wanted to go back to sleep, but everyone had already opened the seized wine and started celebrating.

The uncle took the wine and started singing Xiao Huang songs, and Javier took a guitar and started to accompany him. Lenny and others started dancing around the fire. Zhou Zheng was not disappointed and sat aside with a bottle of beer and drank slowly.

"Hey, why don't you join them?" A person was sitting next to him. When he turned around, he saw that it was Mary Beth, a young and artistic woman.

"What about you, why didn't you go? I see Karen and the others are having a lot of fun." Zhou Zheng pointed at the people who were jumping and dancing. Among them, a blond girl with blue eyes was playing the craziest, holding a bottle of whiskey in one hand. He makes bold words to drive men down.

"Well, those activities they do are not suitable for me... I won't talk about it anymore. I see you are in a bad mood. Did something happen?"

After telling Mary what happened in the car, the eyes of this emotional woman were red. They were all poor people, struggling in this cannibalistic society, blacks, Indians, Irish, Mexicans, There are all kinds of people in the gang. Except for villains like Micah, it is naturally difficult for others to have any discriminatory ideas. In their eyes, they are all pitiable people just like themselves.

"Sorry, I...but don't worry, Dutch will help you, everyone will help you. Oh, my God, those damn capitalists..."

"Okay, it's okay. People always have to look forward. Being sad won't help." Zhou Zheng smiled freely: "Come on, drink." Zhou Zheng rarely blew on the bottle, while Marybeth drank in small sips. Drinking wine.

"Do you like your life now? I mean, what do you think of being with us?" Marybeth asked.

Zhou Zheng thought for a while and said seriously: "I like it very much. I think it's great to be with you."

This is not a lie. The Vanderlinde Gang does not have the bad habits of some other gangs, such as bullying newcomers and abusing the weak. What's more, in addition to gunmen, their gang also brings many women and children. For this alone, Zhou Zheng has to give Da Qi a thumbs up.

"That's good, I thought you wouldn't be used to this kind of life." Mary Beth said with a smile.

"Why? Do I look so unlike a cowboy?" Zhou Zheng asked curiously.

Mary Beth smiled and said: "I have seen some people in your country. They are more like farmers or businessmen than cowboys. Sorry, this is not a stereotype, but..."

"Haha, maybe I'm an anomaly." Zhou Zheng said.

Micah drank some wine and felt a little hot. He took off his coat and couldn't help but feel a little itchy. Looking at the women in the gang, he couldn't help it, but thinking of Dutch and Arthur, these two people He couldn't afford to provoke her, so he could only resist his body's impulse.

He took a swig of wine, but the cold wine did not dispel his inner impulse. Instead, it was like pouring a bucket of oil on dry wood, which could explode with just one spark.

He looked back at Mary Beth, the most beautiful girl in the gang, and found that this beauty was talking and laughing with Zhou Zheng, which suddenly made him full of desire and anger. He stood up and shook his head. With the help of alcohol, he felt that his current condition was particularly good, so he walked towards Zhou Zheng.

"Hey, beauty, why are you talking to an eggless boy here? Why not spend a nice night with a real man?" Micah walked up to Marybeth and squinted. Looking at Zhou Zheng, he said arrogantly.

Does this guy have itchy skin after drinking too much? Zhou Zheng looked at the mouse in front of him. He didn't want to talk to this kind of person, but he knew that not speaking at this time would make people think you are afraid.

Zhou Zheng patted Mary Beth on the shoulder, smiled at her, then stood up and looked into Micah's eyes: "If you have the ability, say what you just said again."

Micah shook his disgusting head and said word by word: "I said, you are just..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Zheng opened his big hand, pressed his head down, raised his knees, hit him on the head, and then knocked him away with a palm.

This also shocked everyone. Everyone stopped and stared blankly at Zhou Zheng standing in the field and Micah lying on the ground.

Dutch put down the wine glass in his hand and looked at the two of them quietly without speaking.

Micah struggled to get up from the ground, rubbed his forehead, stared at Zhou Zheng with his slender eyes, and said viciously: "Good boy, you are looking for death."

Zhou Zheng looked at Micah in surprise. This rat was quite resistant to being beaten, but a normal person might not be able to get up if he got close to it.

Micah flexed his muscles and assumed a boxing stance. He was careless just now and now he wanted to teach this guy a lesson.

Zhou Zheng put his hands behind his back and looked at Micah carefully. This guy was far worse than Arthur in terms of fists and kicks. He shook his head, thinking that he probably had no chance of killing him in front of everyone, so he had to let him fall a few more times. .

Seeing that Zhou Zheng remained motionless, Micah shouted provocatively: "What, come here, don't you have the guts to rush over?"

"It's better you do it, I'm afraid if I rush over, you'll die." Zhou Zheng smiled disdainfully, lowered his head and clapped his hands: "After all, it's not a good idea to kill you as a gang member."

Seeing that Zhou Zheng didn't take him seriously at all, Micah couldn't bear it anymore. He yelled and rushed over, raised his right leg and kicked Zhou Zheng.

Seeing this, Zhou Zheng turned his body slightly to the right, held down the right leg that Micah had kicked with his left hand, and slapped Micah's stomach with his left hand. Everyone's eyes were stunned, and they felt that Micah rushed over, and Micah flew back again. .

What Zhou Zheng was doing was called knee-locking. He used one hand to defend and the other to strike forward. Using his strength, he knocked Micah away again. ,

This caused everyone to cheer, and some people who had drunk too much jumped up and shouted Zhou Zheng's name over and over again, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became heated. Mary Beth screamed and applauded Zhou Zheng, and Lenny thrust a bottle of beer into Zhou Zheng's hand, and then took his own bottle to toast.

Zhou Zheng actually held back his hand. This palm could have given Micah a fatal blow, but as he said, it was not good to kill him in public, so he hit him in the stomach.

But even if he kept his hand, Micah would not feel comfortable. The snow in the middle of the camp had been cleared away by everyone, and some remaining moisture on the ground had frozen the ground solidly. The hardness was not much worse than the cement road.

Micah felt like his whole body was about to fall apart. This kid's whole body revealed evil qualities, just like magic. Micah staggered up from the ground again and stared at Zhou Zheng, as if he wanted to eat him. The cheers of the people around him were like knives piercing his heart. He felt that they were all laughing at him.

"What, are you still planning to come? I won't hold back next time." Zhou Zheng picked up the beer and took a sip, said with a smile, and took two steps in the direction of Micah.

Micah laughed twice, straightened up and moved his body, and said slowly: "I admit that you are very good at fighting, but... what about this!"

Zhou Zheng had noticed his movements a long time ago. When this guy moved his arms, his right hand kept shaking abnormally at his waist. After learning from Arthur for a while, Zhou Zheng naturally knew that this was a precursor to drawing out his gun. Besides, Mai Isn't it normal for people like Ka to not be able to play dirty tricks?

At the moment Micah moved, Zhou Zheng stepped forward, pressed his right hand against Micah's hand that had drawn the gun, and pressed back the half-drawn pistol. In Micah's surprised eyes, he raised his left hand A punch hit Micah right in the jaw.

Micah wanted to pull out his gun. Naturally, Zhou Zheng was not the only one to notice it. Dutch, who had been staring at it, also noticed it. He just stood up and was about to stop the fight between the two, but he didn't expect Zhou Zheng to be so fast.

This hit completely stunned Micah. The human jaw is very fragile, not to mention that the punch from the bottom directly knocked out several of Micah's front teeth. What was even worse was that his jaw was directly dislocated.

Micah was lying on the ground, covering his chin, but he couldn't move his mouth, he could only scream.

"That's enough, Zhou, this matter is over." Dutch hurriedly came out to stop Zhou Zheng. He figured out that if this continued, Micah would be beaten to death. The distance between them was too close. No matter how fast Ka was, he still wouldn't have time to draw his gun. Without a gun in his hand, he was definitely no match for Zhou.

"Beyond seven steps, the gun is fast. Within seven steps, you can't tell." Zhou Zheng said with a smile.

Of course, this is just Zhou Zheng's bragging. In fact, within seven steps, the gun is very accurate and fast...

These arrogant words made everyone even more excited. This is America, a gang. They only respect the strong.

Seeing Micah's painful look, Dutch shouted: "Swanson, stop drinking, come here quickly."

"His jaw is dislocated. I don't think Pastor Swanson can do anything about it. Besides, if it is not reattached for a long time, it will cause necrosis." Zhou Zheng deliberately exaggerated to scare Micah.

After hearing Zhou Zheng's words, Daqi was silent for a while and asked, "Is there anything you can do?"

Seeing Da Qi's serious look, Zhou Zheng decided not to offend the new boss. After all, he had just joined not long ago. Zhou Zheng stepped forward helplessly, grabbed Micah's head with one hand, grabbed his chin with the other, and pushed it hard, helping him press it down. Went back.

"Don't have a bad mouth next time, or your chin will disappear next time." Zhou Zheng said with a cold face. Micah looked at Dutch and saw that Dutch looked very bad, so he didn't dare to say anything.

Waving to Mary Beth, Zhou was about to go back to sleep. He was a little drunk and groggy. As soon as he lay down, he found that he couldn't sleep. All sorts of things were running around in his mind. His future plans were very important to Zhou Xing. hatred, sympathy for other suffering Chinese workers, and nostalgia for the previous life.

He got up and went outside the camp, lit a cigarette and sat quietly alone. The pollution in this era was not serious. The night on the snow-capped mountains was very beautiful. The bright moonlight shone on the white ice and snow, and it didn't feel very dark. The sky was filled with stars that I had never seen before.

Zhou Zheng smoked a cigarette and gradually cleared his mind. The beautiful scenery always made people relax. Gradually, he felt less irritable. After finishing a cigarette, he went back to sleep.

I slept until dawn. People who had drunk too much last night were lying everywhere. Zhou Zheng struggled to get up, his head was still a little dizzy. Someone was talking and noisy outside. Zhou Zheng shook his head. Shaking his head, he opened the door.

Ms. Grimshaw was leading a few girls who were not drunk to pack their things and load them into the car. Dutch and Hosea stood aside and said something. Seeing Zhou Zheng coming out, Hosea smiled and said, "My child, you made a big splash last night."

"Haha, normally, I never stir up trouble, but others don't mess with me." Zhou Zheng took out the cigarettes he collected, gave one to each of them, lit the cigarette, and took a deep breath, smelling the spicy tobacco smell. It flows in the lungs and is slowly exhaled, taking away the last trace of fatigue from the body.

"Are we ready to leave?" Zhou Zheng asked curiously. They had just robbed a train and should evacuate quickly.

"Yes, we are going to go southeast. There is a livestock town there called Valentine. Hosea said there is a place there called Horseshoe Lookout, and we are going to stay there."

"We can hide out there and it won't be a problem, as long as we stay safe," Hosea added.

Dutch explained to Zhou Zheng: "Let's go there to see the situation. If the situation there is good, we will settle there first, and then find an opportunity to go to Annesburg to help you find that scumbag."

"Thank you, boss," Zhou Zheng expressed his gratitude.

Dutch patted Zhou Zheng on the shoulder with a smile, and Hosea also said at the side: "Yes, all this will have to wait until we settle down. We can't cause trouble recently and keep a low profile. We just robbed Cornwall. Train, don’t be too showy in a short period of time.”

"I know, I can wait. Everyone's safety is the first step in everything. I can't put everyone in danger because of my affairs." Zhou Zheng also followed the two people's words and was polite.

"Go and wake everyone up. We will leave after dinner later. We have to move quickly. Cornwall must be furious now." Hosea was still a little worried. He always felt that Cornwall was not the one to be provoked now. It's a good time, but since I've been provoked, I can only run faster.

"This kid is a good kid." Hosea looked at Zhou Zheng's back and said, "Just like Arthur and John back then."

"He is much more ruthless than Arthur back then." The two looked at each other, as if they were back in those days.

Zhou Zheng returned to the house and woke everyone up one by one. It must be said that these people were really heavy drinkers. They drank so much last night. After getting up, they all felt refreshed after washing their faces and packed up their things.

He didn't have anything, so he naturally had nothing to pack, so he just stuffed the sleeping blanket and spear on the horse's back. But Zhou Zheng was embarrassed to be so idle. When he saw Marybeth dragging a heavy box, he hurried over to help.

After working so hard that he was sweating profusely, Marybeth took out another silk scarf to wipe his sweat. The girls around her were laughing in an exaggerated way. Ms. Grimshaw used the Hedong Lion Roar on the girls and glanced at Zhou Zheng. Zhou Zheng smiled coquettishly and said he should do more work.

I turned around and walked two steps before I remembered that I hadn't returned the scarf to Marybeth. I turned around quickly, only to find that she was already busy. Forget it, I'd better wash it and return it to her next time.

John's injury hadn't healed yet. Everyone packed up a carriage, laid a blanket on the carriage, and lifted John onto the carriage. Arthur said with a look of disgust: "Damn it, I'm almost becoming your caregiver."

John said angrily: "Fortunately it was Zhou who changed my dressing recently and not you, otherwise I guess I could have been dragged out and buried."

"After all, you are made of wood, so you should be buried upright, not lying on a carriage like a princess."

It's really interesting to see these two bickering. Arthur has always been eccentric. Although John is usually silent and looks like he can't speak, sometimes he can be very sarcastic when he is sarcastic.

Zhou Zheng checked John's wound again, and he was recovering well. It seemed that the recent sumptuous food and the medicine had taken effect.

Bill dragged his prisoner, and poor Kieran came to Dutch: "Boss, what should I do with this little guy from the O'Drisco gang?"

Kieran shouted in pain: "How many times do I have to say it, I am really not O'Drisco's gang, I am just the groom who captured the horses."

"Oh, we will know that you are the groom, Bill. Leave him to you and take him with us. We will need him." Dutch ignored him lazily and handed him directly to Bill.

Bill happily tied Kieran to his horse. It seemed that they had been getting close to each other in the past few days.

After a while, several caravans were fully loaded, and everyone got on the carriages and prepared to set off.

"Arthur, you and Hosea sit in the back car. I know you like to talk about the past days and what happened to old Dutch." Dutch said happily.

Zhou Zheng followed behind on horseback, after everything was tidied up. Following Daqi's order, we set off.