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

When John saw both of them riding away, he came to a hillside by himself.

This is the only way to Ewing Basin. From here you can see the dilapidated buildings below, which was once the camp of the O'Drisco Gang.

The last time he passed by here, Arthur once said that they were the O'Drisco gang who raided from here.

John went below first and found some intact wooden boards and other tools, all of which were blocked on the narrow mountain road.

Then he led the horse and hid on a hillside not far away. From here, he could see everything here clearly. As long as he stayed here, no one could get past here.

He was worried about Arthur, and also worried about Zhou Zheng and Charles who were out searching. Their lives had just started to get better, but something like this happened, which made him blame Dutch a little.

And Bill, that idiot succeeded in making himself half dead. John was a little confused about what they wanted?

Looking at the darkening sky, he sighed helplessly and continued to squat here. He could only pray silently in his heart, hoping that Zhou Zheng and Charles would go well and successfully find Arthur.

Beartooth Creek is between two mountains. It is a long and slender valley with the stream flowing through the bottom of the valley. The surrounding terrain is complex and both sides of the stream are steep rocks. Coupled with the year-round snow, it is extremely difficult to travel here.

Charles was a master of surviving in the wild, but in such an environment, he had no choice but to get off his horse and lead the horse forward slowly.

It would definitely be impossible to increase the speed at this rate. Looking at the increasingly dark sky, Charles had no choice but to find a place to camp. In such weather, it was really not suitable for activities at night.

Charles found a sheltered place nearby, and then quickly lit a fire. He dug a small pit next to the bonfire and let the smoke slowly drain out of the pit, so as to cover up the smoke as much as possible. Don't let others discover your whereabouts.

Although the weather was cold, the stream water here had not yet frozen. Charles used the kettle he brought with him to get some clean water and put it on the bonfire. It was definitely impossible to drink the stream water directly in such weather. It would simply be difficult for his body. .

Charles ate something, sat in his small tent, looked at the clear night sky outside, and had many thoughts in his mind.

But he didn't have much time to lament the fickleness of fate or anything else. A slight noise alerted him.

He picked up the spray gun and pistol beside him and looked outside through the small hole in the tent. A man wearing a brown coat and holding a weapon was slowly approaching the tent with his waist down.

Charles looked at this guy carefully. He was dressed as a standard registered bounty hunter. It seemed that Zhou Zheng's idea was right. Arthur ran into the snowy mountains as expected.

These people would not go to this ungrateful place for no reason. It seems that they must have discovered something.

I just don't know where Arthur is now, but judging from his appearance, he should think that he is Arthur.

Charles thought calmly, and he was considering whether to take action directly. This is a valley, so it doesn't matter if it attracts other people's attention. As long as you choose a few good places, you won't be afraid no matter how many people there are.

But this doesn't make much sense. My goal is to find Arthur, not to fight these people.

Charles decided to take a gamble. He wanted to see if he could sneak into the pursuers and maybe get some information.

Thinking of this, Charles rushed out of the tent, pointed his gun at the man, and shouted: "Stop, or I will shoot."

The man was startled. He thought he had been careful enough, but he didn't expect to be discovered.

"Are you bounty hunters? Are you here to chase the fugitive?" Charles asked in a cold tone.

"Yeah?" The man grasped the key point: "Are you here to chase someone too? Why are you so fast? I thought I was fast enough."

Only then did the guy discover that Charles was a black man, and his nervous heart suddenly relaxed a little. The wanted notice said that there were only white and yellow people, but it did not say that there were black people.

"This is not what you should care about." Charles' tone was still cold: "You should not get close to my camp."

"Hey, man, don't be nervous." The man said with a smile: "We are all here to make a fortune, there is no need to be so nervous."

"Honestly, I thought I was lucky enough to find that guy?" The man then sighed and said in a frustrated tone: "I didn't expect you to be so far ahead of me, but I didn't find him by the look of you. It seems that Guys didn’t go that route.”

"Brother, are you alone? Me too, there's no need for us to be nervous, just relax." The man said carelessly: "My name is Johnny, Johnny James, what about you."

"Just call me Tacitus." Charles gave a false name they often used.

"Okay, Mr. Tacitus." Johnny said slowly with a smile on his face: "Maybe I should go, I was offended. I wish you a happy hunting."

Charles wanted to see if he could find something to say. He slowly put down the gun and softened his tone a little: "I've searched around here and found nothing."

Seeing that Charles was willing to talk, Johnny followed the words and said, "Who isn't? You know? I've been wandering around this damn valley for a day and a night, and I haven't found anything. I thought I found a big fish." , I didn’t expect to meet my colleagues.”

"It seems that we all made the wrong move." Charles said with a pretended regretful tone: "Maybe it's still too late for us to turn back."

Johnny said with some regret: "I don't know if it's too late. Many people have gone another way. But that guy is very powerful. Many people have died in his hands. Although he was injured , but it’s not easy to deal with.”

Hearing the news that Arthur was injured, Charles felt nervous, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he asked calmly: "Since you know that he is difficult to deal with, why did you come here alone?"

"Hey, my daughter is sick and needs money, so I can only take risks." Johnny sighed and said: "In fact, I have stopped working for a long time, but there is no way, everything in this damn world requires money. .”

Charles observed the guy's expression, and then looked at the equipment he was wearing. Whether it was the weapons or the bounty hunter fur coat he was wearing, they were all very old and didn't look like he was lying.

"Don't think about making a fortune from this kind of thing, your own life is the most important thing." Charles gradually let down his guard, realizing that the guy in front of him was a real person.

"Who doesn't know, but there is no way, it will cost a lot of money to operate on my daughter..."