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

There was a loud "Bang!" and the door of the house was kicked open from the inside. The thick wooden door fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a large amount of dust.

Zhou Zheng, with a pale face, led Charles and John out of the house. Hosea staggered behind and shouted in a tragic voice: "Zhou, Charles, John..."

The three of them turned to look at Hosea. He was holding on to the door frame with one hand, and his whole body was swaying, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

Hosea's eyes were red and his mouth opened and closed several times, but he couldn't say a word. He waited for a long time before saying word by word: "You...must bring him back, I...I Can’t lose him again.”

Zhou Zheng looked at Hosea, who was almost unsteady on his feet, and his tone softened slightly. This was not Hosea's fault. He cared about Arthur just like himself.

"I understand, I will bring him back." Zhou Zheng got on his horse, put on his hat, and said categorically to Hosea: "I will definitely bring him back, I will."

"By the way, Javier." Zhou Zheng looked at Javier who came out with Xiang Hosea, and said in a cold tone: "If those pursuers really follow Arthur up the snowy mountains, no matter what the situation is, there will definitely be someone these days. They are coming down one after another from the snow-capped mountains, and I want you to kill them all, leaving no one behind."

Looking at the murderous Zhou Zheng, Javier couldn't help but shudder. He looked at Zhou Zheng's cold eyes and nodded decisively: "I understand, I will keep them all."

"Kieran, inform Wei Xin and ask him to take all the people who can fight and follow Javier." After Zhou Zheng finished speaking, without waiting for Kieran's reply, he turned his horse and ran towards the Ewing Basin.

"The snow-capped mountains are so big, how can we find Arthur?" John's tone was a little impatient: "Are we just waiting at Lake Isabella?"

"We split into three groups. John, you stay by Lake Isabella and wait to prevent Arthur from running back by himself." Zhou Zheng said calmly: "Charles, you go east along Beartooth Creek, and I'll go north. A little bit of Barrow Lagoon.”

"Judging from where Arthur and I were when we separated, if he wants to come back, there are only two roads he can take." John took out the map and looked at it: "How about I go, Zhou, you stay in Yi Lake Sabella.”

"Maybe someone among the pursuers has seen you. You should stay in Lake Isabella. Once one of us finds Arthur, we will retreat to you. You have to be prepared." Zhou Zheng looked at John seriously. said.

"Don't worry, I will always be ready." John agreed immediately.

"Charles, the situation over Bear Tooth Creek is complicated, you have to be careful." Zhou Zheng looked back at Charles beside him and said, "You must come back safely."

"Yes." Charles nodded heavily: "You too, you are our head now."

Yes, now that Zhou Zheng is the head of the brotherhood, he should calm down.

Zhou Zheng gritted his teeth and took a few deep breaths. The cold air flowed through his lungs, taking away the anxiety and uneasiness in his heart and allowing Zhou Zheng to slowly calm down.

Looking at Lake Isabella, which was still calm in front of him, Zhou Zheng's heart also calmed down. He said to the two people behind him: "Everyone be careful. Regardless of whether there is news or not, you must come back in three days."

"John, in order to prevent anyone from going to the ranch from here and discovering something that shouldn't be discovered, I will kill anyone who wants to pass by here."

"Yes, I understand." John nodded in agreement with a serious expression. There are too many sensitive things on the ranch now, not to mention Dutch and Javier Bill. Moonshine and the ranch are all fat sheep in the eyes of bounty hunters.

Don't think that bounty hunters are good people. The only thing that's better about those guys than the original Van der Linde Gang is that they avoid people when they rob.

Zhou Zheng took a deep look at his two brothers, then turned his horse's head and ran towards the Barrow Lagoon in the northeast.

"Damn it, you lunatics, go to hell!" Arthur shot off a bold guy's head, and then cursed at the guy hiding behind the stone.

"You can't run away. We've surrounded us here." Although the man was afraid of Arthur's superb marksmanship, he was brave to death and starved to death of timid. Thinking of the fragrant knife music, he still raised his voice and said to shouted Arthur.

"Look, you've been killed all the way, and you've suffered so many injuries. You can't hold on anymore." The man looked at his dead companions. They were four people together, and now he is the only one left. One already.

But he doesn't care. If there are fewer people, there is no need to split the money. Isn't this a good thing?

As for Arthur? He had been fighting for a long time along the way. Just now he clearly saw that one of his companions shot him in the chest. This guy was at the end of his strength.

Arthur sat slumped behind a big stone, his right hand hanging weakly by his side, his left hand holding the pistol Zhou Zheng gave him, breathing heavily.

"Hiss." Arthur moved his body slightly, but accidentally pulled the wound, making him gasp.

He had killed more than a dozen pursuers along the way, but these guys were still chasing after him. He had never seen those bounty hunters so desperate as they were now.

He had to kill this guy quickly and then stop the bleeding himself. In such ice and snow, if he lost too much blood, he would basically be dead.

"You are really here for money... haha." Arthur smiled and said in a mocking tone: "How much money did those police pay to make you so crazy? Just like a dog, those police gave How much did it cost you?"

"Haha, whatever you say." The man said disdainfully: "Believe me, your value is beyond your imagination."

"I'm really curious, can't you tell me? Let me know how much I'm worth." Arthur continued to move his body carefully. He needed a chance, a chance to kill the enemy with one shot.

"What's the point of stalling for time like this? Your injury won't last long. Your accomplices have abandoned you and left you to wait for death alone." The man was also moving slowly, and he continued to talk. He was calm and wanted to distract Arthur.

"Haha, that's right. Maybe he is behind you right now." Arthur said in a pretending to be relaxed tone.

Hearing this, the man was startled and subconsciously looked back. When he saw nothing behind him, he realized that he had been fooled.

But he had no chance. Arthur stood up suddenly, and a precise bullet passed directly through the back of his head.

The man fell weakly on the snow, and the bright red blood spread on the white snow. The great contrast was strangely beautiful.

Seeing that the man was dead, Arthur finally breathed a sigh of relief, but the dizziness that followed made his vision darken. Then he could no longer control his body and fell heavily on the snow.