The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1008 Smith: "I didn't see anything!"

The manor was filled with thick smoke, and the fire seemed to dye the sky red.
After dealing with the guards who were still alive, Tristan led the cowboys to replenish their guns along the way.
As professionally trained people, they now understand that some people's hearts are not necessarily on the left side.

So two shots to the chest and one to the head have become a habit,
Don’t be afraid when you meet someone who is seriously injured. Just give him a bullet between the eyebrows and all your worries will be gone!
When Tristan arrived at the second floor, he was about to go up, but he suddenly squatted down.
"Oh!"

When the gunshots rang out, Tristan immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
Because Grant was still alive, hiding in the corner and shooting him, almost taking him away.

"Fuck you, bastards, I'm going to kill you!"

Grant roared angrily, his eyes were full of bloodshot.
Because he didn't expect Zhang Cheng's revenge to come so quickly, without even a moment's reaction.
Fortunately, good luck did not come, otherwise Grant would not even have the chance to return home.

Zhang Cheng: If you offend me, you will be punished!
Grant:
"This guy is so lucky!"

Hearing Grant's roar, Tristan couldn't help but complain.
But just then, a cowboy stepped forward and said, "We caught his son!"

"Oh my God? How can you be so cruel? You actually threatened him, why don't you just strap a bomb to him!"

Looking at the cowboy behind him, Tristan was still saying something, and the next second he had someone take action.
Staring at Tristan in a daze, the cowboy couldn't help but ask, "Is this really necessary?"

"Look at me. If you can't kill him, go back and the boss will kill you. Do you understand?"

Looking at the cowboy seriously, Tristan couldn't help but become serious.

"Understood!"

Nodding to Tristan, the cowboy quickly tied the explosives to the boy.

Watching this scene in horror, the boy begged, "Don't do this, please, let me go, okay?"

"We let you go? Then who let us go? God?"

The cowboy sneered at the boy, lit the fuse, and kicked him out.
After the boy left, everyone pointed their guns at him. If he dared to turn around, they would immediately shoot him to pieces.
"Oh my god, why are you here?"

Grant was shocked when he saw his son appear.
But at this moment, he discovered a horrifying scene: his son's body was covered with bombs.
"Father!"

Looking at Grant in horror, the boy stretched out his hand in despair.

"boom!"

With the violent explosion, the entire two-story building was blown to pieces.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Grant wailed in despair, his eyes filled with anger.

Hiding behind the bunker, Tristan couldn't help but ask: "Fuck, who made the fuse so short?"

But before Tristan could finish his scolding, a cowboy yelled, "Damn it, Grant ran away!"

"What? Hurry up and catch up, or we will all die!"

Hearing the cowboy's words, everyone immediately panicked.

After all, if Grant escapes, they will have a lot of fun.
As their boss, Zhang Cheng would never allow such a mistake to happen!
Grant ran away desperately. When he saw the sheriff who came running after hearing the noise, he immediately yelled, "Help, help, someone is trying to kill me!"

Sheriff Smith rode forward quickly, looked at Grant, and immediately said in astonishment: "Mr. Grant, why is it you!"

"Those guys from Kansas are crazy. They blew up my house and destroyed everything I own!"

Speaking to Smith in front of him, Grant seemed to have finally found a savior.
However, before Grant could finish his words, Tristan and others who had caught up on horseback confronted Smith.
Looking at the cowboys armed with guns, Smith was panicking.

Because he also saw that Grant had met a ruthless person.

"Smith, do you see anything?"

With a smile on his face, Tristan spoke to Smith, rode up on his horse, and looked at him.
"Me!" Looking at Grant, Smith wanted to say what he saw, but when he thought of Zhang Cheng's generosity and this group of ruthless cowboys, Smith dared not speak.
Because he knew that if he said something wrong, everyone would suffer!
"Sheriff, we should go on patrol!"

Pulling Smith's reins, the police officer beside him shook his head obscurely, signaling him not to meddle in other people's business.

Because everyone has received money from Tristan recently and doesn’t want to disobey the “financial sponsor” at all!

As for something like conscience, can't you just cover it up with two more pictures of Franklin?
After all, if people lose their conscience, they can earn more!

"I did not see anything!"

After saying this awkwardly, Smith pried open the hand that was tightly holding him.
"My boss sends his regards to you!"

Looking at Smith with a smile on his face, Tristan took off his hat to salute him, because this guy is a smart man, otherwise they would have to dig a few more holes tonight.

"Smith, bastard, you can't do this!"

Looking at Smith angrily, Grant roared,
However, before he could finish his words, Tristan pulled out his gun and pulled the trigger.
"Bang bang bang!"

Gunshots continued to ring out, and Grant fell in a pool of blood in despair.

Hearing the sound of frying beans coming from behind, Smith swallowed his saliva and said, "These guys from Kansas are so cruel!"

After the Grant family was murdered, the people of San Francisco were outraged and vowed to severely punish the murderer.
But no matter how much they quarreled or made a fuss, everyone knew in their hearts who had done this.
But does anyone dare to go to Zhang Cheng’s manor and cause trouble?
In Chinatown, in the Guild Hall,

Zhang Cheng looked at Bai Xuanling again and said, "My people are about to become mayors. As a result of the last negotiation, I need you to help me recruit workers!"

“What does your factory do?”

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Bai Xuanling asked,
"Arsenals, and cars, and more!"

Looking at Bai Xuanling with a smile on his face, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but narrow his eyes and explain,

"You have so much money?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng suspiciously, Bai Xuanling became puzzled.
"Of course, I own a mine in Kansas and even have connections with the local Indian tribe!"

In response to Bai Xuanling's question, Zhang Cheng explained,

Because he knew that Bai Xuanling was worried that he would become a "guest leader" and sell out his compatriots.
But would Zhang Cheng do such a thing? Of course not!

"no problem!"

Standing up, Bai Xuanling came to Zhang Cheng, then stretched out his hand and said, "You did a great job with Grant!"

"Of course, I'm always very steady!"

Looking at Bai Xuanling with a smile on his face, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

A few days later, the new mayor took the stage to give a speech.

When the original anti-Chinese sentiment was put aside, many people were deeply disturbed.
It is because of the lack of jobs that they envy the hardworking people in the Far East!

However, Xiao Enhua said, "As mayor, I will open more factories in San Francisco to ensure everyone's interests. Now, please invite the president of Far East Group, Zhang, to come up and give us a speech!"

As people were astonished, Zhang Cheng slowly walked onto the stage and said, "Nice to meet you all. My name is Zhang Cheng, and Cheng means honesty!"

(End of this chapter)