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

Pushing open the door of the grocery store, the two of them went to the clothes rack to choose clothes for themselves. The weather was getting hotter and hotter. Zhou Zheng picked out a few shirts for himself, and also picked out a sleeveless denim jacket and jeans. It was better to wear something simple, as it would not be too ostentatious.

Charles looked at the colorful clothes in front of him and fell into deep thought. Zhou Zheng smiled and said, "Why, can't you choose one?"

Charles picked up two pieces and compared them with himself, and said, "That's it, keep it simple."

Zhou Zheng looked at the clothes in Charles's hand with a look of disgust. Why did this black guy have such a strange aesthetic? He put back the colorful clothes in Charles' hands and chose a black jacket for him, paired with a blue shirt. , and each bought shoes, belts, etc.

The two of them took the newly bought clothes and arrived at the hotel opposite. Zhou Zheng asked the boss to go to the hotel to buy food for them and deliver it to his room. Then he got into the bathroom to take a shower. He was so smelly that he was already sick. No more.

Early the next morning, Zhou Zheng still wrote a letter to Isabella, mainly about Annesburg. His father was currently competing in the ring with Cornwall. Zhou Zheng didn't know if this would be of use to his father, but how could he say it? Well, the enemy of my enemy is a friend, and he doesn't have any conflict with William, right?

After finishing their work, the two people sat in Zhou Zheng's room and discussed where to spend the next few days. Suddenly, there was a noise outside. The two people opened the window and saw that a dozen people with guns were gathering on the other side of the street. A man on a horse walked at the front, followed by two people being escorted behind, it was John and Strauss.

Charles and Zhou Zheng looked at each other, wondering what was happening. The two picked up their weapons and wanted to see how to rescue them, but found that there were too many people downstairs. As far as Zhou Zheng could see, there were almost twenty people.

Charles pointed upwards with his finger, then squatted down and stretched out his hands to signal Zhou Zheng to come up. Zhou Zheng stepped on Charles's hand, and Charles pushed Zhou Zheng up to the roof.

"Quick, come up." Zhou Zheng leaned out, stretched out his hand to grab Charles's hand, and pulled Charles up forcefully: "Brother, it's time for you to lose weight." This black guy is too heavy.

"Maybe it's time for you to exercise more."

The two slowly moved to a suitable position on the roof. The man had already asked his men to surround the tavern.

"Dutch Vanderlinde, get out." The white man sat on the horse and said arrogantly: "You don't know me, but you keep robbing me. I am Leviticus Cornwall. I am not you. You can’t afford to offend such a sneaky person.”

It turned out that this person was Cornwall. Zhou Zheng took out his Carcano rifle and clamped it to the edge of the window, with the scope pointed at Cornwall.

"Come out, or I will kill these people." His men brought John and Strauss to the front, kicked their knees from behind, made them kneel on the ground, and faced each other with guns. Holding two people's heads.

"Deal with these people." After saying this, without waiting for a reply from the people inside, Cornwall mounted his horse and prepared to leave. In his opinion, he had brought thirty good men, plus the local police, which was enough. Deal with these lowlife gangsters.

"Charles, do you think we can take Cornwall with a surprise attack?" Zhou Zheng said to Charles excitedly.

This is an opportunity. Although there are several guards around Cornwall, he and Charles may not be able to succeed.

"Zhou, don't worry, look at Dutch and Arthur." Charles said, staring in the direction of John and others. Dutch and Arthur came out of the tavern with their hands raised, and at least seven or eight guns were pointed at them.

"We have to rescue Dutch and the others first, otherwise they will be in danger." Charles said, "Also, look at the upstairs opposite."

Zhou Zheng looked towards the roof of the building opposite, and there were no less than seven or eight snipers. He hesitated for a while, looked at the carriage that was already drifting away, and sighed deeply: "Hey, next time, this time Let me let you go first."

Picking up the gun, he aimed at the man who pointed the gun at John and said to Charles: "Go ahead and do whatever you want. I'll cover them here."

Charles patted Zhou Zheng on the shoulder, wordlessly took out the bow and ax from his back, and went down from the other side of the roof.

Zhou Zheng carefully observed the surrounding situation. There was one balcony on the second floor opposite, and two on the roof of the drugstore... He silently thought about the enemy positions he had discovered. These are serious threats to him, so he must be prepared in advance later. Remove.

These people don't look like police officers or Pinkertons. Judging from their inconsistent clothing, they should be Cornwall's private troops. Their combat effectiveness should not be strong. After all, it only costs one hundred and eighty yuan a month. What are you doing? .

Dutch was still talking nonsense to the other side, and Arthur stood aside. Zhou Zheng could tell that this guy was looking for a chance to save people. He was waiting for an opportunity.

The opportunity has come! When several people on the opposite side were distracted by Dutch, Arthur pulled out the pistol from his waist. The two people behind John and Strauss instantly had a bloody hole in their foreheads.

John reacted quickly, rolled on the spot, grabbed the pistol on the ground, and ran directly behind the pile of debris on the side. After confirming that he was safe, he shot and killed the person who had robbed his equipment.

Zhou Zheng also moved, naming the targets he had just chosen one by one. Those people did not expect someone to shoot from behind, and were caught off guard.

However, such a happy roll call was short-lived. As soon as Zhou Zheng killed three people, his position was covered by fire. Zhou Zheng hurriedly lowered his head, and the dense bullets hit the roof, exploding bursts of sparks.

Zhou Zheng looked downstairs and saw that John and Strauss were safe. However, Strauss was not in good condition. He did not have John's skills. As an accountant, he did not have much fighting ability. He was injured honorably. Hiding aside and wailing very loudly.

Dutch and Arthur were holding double guns and pouring firepower on the enemies on the street. Both of them were ruthless people, and they kept harvesting lives under the continuous firepower from the opposite side.

Dutch hit hard and fast, firing with both hands, knocking down two people instantly. Shouted to Arthur: "Quick, we have to rush out quickly, there will only be more and more people here."

Arthur's style is slightly different from Dutch. Every shot never misses, and almost every shot can kill an enemy. As he fired, he shouted: "There was someone on the roof just now to support us. Do you know what it was?" people?"

"I don't know, I don't remember who from the gang is in town." He said as he rushed forward.