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

Early the next morning, Charles and Arthur walked out of Michelle's house.

The two of them split up, with Charles riding directly towards Clothier Castle, while Arthur also wandered to the tavern in Tumbleweed Town.

As soon as he entered, he saw Johnny sitting on the seat by the door. He was eating breakfast. When he saw Arthur coming, he hurriedly waved to greet him.

Seeing this, Arthur walked towards Johnny and asked the waiter at the bar to bring him a breakfast.

Michelle naturally provided them with a sumptuous breakfast, but he couldn't stand the pretentiousness of eating in rich people's homes. Even the servants were well-behaved and didn't look like they were eating at all, so he ran out directly.

"How's it going? Is there any useful news?" Arthur sat down opposite Johnny, picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip of it for himself.

"I found a friend I met when I was a bounty hunter. He is the owner of a small grocery store here. He told me that something is not right recently. The Howling Wolf Gang is causing trouble everywhere like crazy. He also heard that , a group of Pinkerton detectives will come to Tumbleweed Town, and they will arrive in just two days. But I don’t know why they are here.”

"Pinkerton? What are they doing here?" Arthur was very surprised. How could these people who would never move without money come to such a barren country place?

"I don't know, but I feel like it's a good thing. If Pinkerton really comes, then our operation will probably be smoother." Johnny didn't seem to care.

He looked up and looked around, and after confirming that no one was paying attention to them, he whispered: "I know you are all on the list at Pinkerton, but as far as I know. When they have a mission, it is I won’t cause any trouble to cause trouble for you.”

"Are you sure?" Arthur was a little worried. He whispered in Johnny's ear and asked: "John and we, our bounty is..."

"Don't worry, instead of arresting fugitives who are uncertain, it's better to complete the existing tasks safely. They are only out to do things for money. Don't cause trouble for yourself." Johnny said plausibly.

The waiter served them the food, and the two immediately shut up. The supplies here are poor, so naturally there is nothing delicious. The breakfast here is just two slices of coarse grain bread, a plate of peanut butter, a cup of black coffee, a few slices of pickles and a fried egg.

Arthur was sleeping outdoors from Xiaofeng Dinner, so he naturally didn't dislike it. He grabbed the bread and spread all the peanut butter on the bread, sandwiched eggs and cucumbers and ate it.

"By the way." Arthur muttered as he ate, "What did the factory say? Is there any news?"

"I heard that there were a few people from the Howling Wolf Gang guarding there, as if they were looking for something. I guessed it was those blueprints." Johnny picked up his portion of bread on the table, took a bite, and continued. : "It seems that although Green was caught, he hasn't spoken yet. Maybe those people wanted to take advantage of him, so they didn't kill him."

"It must be true. If we really want to torture him, he won't be able to hold on for long. People like him who stole his boss's drawings and ran away are not hard-core." Arthur said firmly: "Eat quickly, eat After that, let’s go to the Pucid factory to have a look.”

The two of them finished their breakfast in a hurry. Arthur threw two pieces of money on the table and walked straight out of the tavern.

"That factory is just to the south. We can get there in half a day on horseback." Johnny had already found out the location of the factory. He pulled the reins and walked in front to lead Arthur: "It will be easier if we take the main road. A lot, but I think we should take the smaller route.”

"Then let's take the small road, we have to be careful." Arthur looked at the people coming and going on the street. Most of these people were miners nearby and they looked dirty.

"Follow me." Johnny clamped his legs under the horse's belly and ran towards the southwest with Arthur.

There is desert everywhere here, and the wind blowing in the face when riding a horse carries a lot of sand, and the rough gravel hits people's faces painfully.

Fortunately, both of them have lived in the wild all year round and are experienced in this. The two of them were lying on the back of the horse, with the hats on their heads lowered as much as possible, and the masks around their necks were pulled up, revealing only a pair of eyes.

Because it is a small road, it is difficult to walk on it. The sand on the ground is dented step by step, which makes the horse very uncomfortable. It keeps neighing and shaking its head, hoping to get out of here.

Arthur kept patting the remaining beloved horse with his hands, trying to comfort it as much as possible. The Fox Trotter he and Zhou Zheng had captured at the Emerald Ranch before was lost in the snowy mountains due to that chase. Arthur also went back to look for it, but could not find it, which made him very regretful.

The horse he is riding now is a fine war horse that William selected from his own pasture and was specially given to Arthur.

This is a dark brown Turkmen war horse. He was majestic, mighty, and top notch in terms of endurance and speed, which made Arthur like him very much.

Such a horse is worth thousands of gold. Zhou Zheng even asked William in private why he was willing to give such a good horse to Arthur.

William smiled and said that compared to people like Dutch, he still admires simple and strong people like Arthur.

The two rode horses and galloped all the way, and soon came to a station, which was Benedict Station.

The two did not enter the station, but carefully walked around the platform and continued south. After a while, they saw a small factory standing on the roadside not far away.

Arthur reined in the horse with both hands and stopped, taking Johnny to the back of a hill. The two hid their horses behind the hillside, and then quietly approached the factory.

"Look, those are the people from the Howling Wolf Gang." The two leaned quietly behind a large pile of cacti, and Johnny pointed at a person patrolling inside the factory and said.

I don’t know how the cacti grow here. They are all huge. Arthur carefully hid behind them. The thorns of these cacti are longer than the last. It would not be fun if they were stung.

Arthur slowly took out the binoculars and said, "This member of the Howling Wolf Gang doesn't look very good either."

Isn't it? With the tattered clothes and old weapons, it doesn't look as powerful as the legend says at first glance. It looks far different from the Ma Zai under Zhou Zheng and the others.

"Are we comparing ourselves to you?" Johnny said speechlessly: "Do you think everyone is the same as you, that everyone is a master?"

Johnny has been with everyone for three years, so he naturally knows how powerful these people are.

But the more this happened, the more he sighed, how powerful the famous Vanderlinde Gang must have been when all the members were in full force.