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Chapter 157 Cowboys Are Busy
The endless yellow land and the lush green plants are like a few hairs on the bald head of a middle-aged uncle, so rare and precious.

A horse... a gray donkey walked slowly on the barren land, leaving a series of clear hoofprints. The town of Ersel was very close, and the outline gradually became clear.

The cowboy on the gray donkey came outside a bar, tied the donkey to a post, and then strode into the bar with the sound of "clinking" bullet belts hitting their belts.

The strange visitor made all the cowboys drinking at the bar look over. Their eyes were fixed on this young man, and they looked at his clothes.

Under the black cowboy hat is a confident face. The tight cowhide windbreaker makes the young man's not outstanding height look tall and straight. Under the black leather chaps that are not hurt by thorns and keep out the cold are a pair of common cowhide high boots. Yes, it doesn't make sense that there are no spurs on the back of the boot.

The young man didn't pay attention to the sight in the bar, he let the cowboys look at him, took out a chopstick from the pocket of the windbreaker and put a cigar with a thin thumb in his mouth, stroked the match lightly on the leather chaps, and after burning The cigar was lit, but after taking a puff, the young man coughed violently.

Seeing this, the cowboys in the bar roared with laughter.

They already understood that this young man was just a baby.

"Hey, buddy, bring me a glass of milk." Fan Liang sat on the high chair, flicked the brim of his hat without blushing and panting, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his smile was bright and charming.

After several days of running around, his face was full of tired charm.

"Hahaha..." A scarred cowboy laughed while holding a large glass of whiskey, "little brother, why don't you go home and go to your mother's arms to breastfeed, I think she won't refuse you, Because you are so young, hahaha..."

There was another burst of happy laughter in the bar, and even the boss who bought the wine laughed softly.

Seeing this, the scarred cowboy was very proud. Just when he was about to drink the whiskey in his glass, there was a gunshot, and the glass in his hand was broken, and the wine spilled all over him.

Fan Liang was holding a gun in his hand, and the muzzle was still emitting green smoke. The smile on the corner of his mouth was a little bit wider, and he didn't care about the terrible revenge that was about to come.

"asshole!"

The scarred cowboy stood up abruptly, staggered and drew his gun, but there was another shot, and the revolver in his hand was knocked out.

"You can't even hold a gun steadily, do you still have the face to call yourself a cowboy?" Fan Liang sneered, his eyes full of disdain for his opponent.

No.

How could a drunken alcoholic be his opponent?
"Bond!"

There were companions behind the scarred cowboy. They stood up in fright, and stared at Fan Liang murderously after seeing that their friends were not in danger.

one second.

two seconds.

The atmosphere in the bar was extremely dignified, and the silent needle drop could be heard.

Fan Liang was still sitting on the high chair, smiling unabated.

In an instant, the three cowboys confronting Fan Liang moved. Their hands reached for the revolvers on their waists at the same time and pulled them out. But before they could shoot, the bullets shot from the revolvers in Fan Liang's hands hit the guns in their hands first. .

When the gun fell to the ground, the cowboys covered their bloody hands with pain on their faces.

Fan Liang put down his hand holding down the hammer, slowly inserted the revolver back into the holster, raised his chin at the bar owner, and smiled: "Hey, buddy, is my milk still ready?

Even going to the farm to find a cow to milk should be on my desk. "

"Okay, okay, come right away."

The boss came out of the bar in a hurry, ran up to the second floor three steps at a time, and came back with a glass of milk after a while.

"It belongs to my youngest son. He must drink a glass of milk before going to bed." The bar owner said out of breath.

Who buys milk in a bar to drink?

Therefore, all he sells is wine.

but.

As long as you show enough strength, you can buy what you want.

Osser is such a magical town.

"Oh, that's really bad. Tonight, your little son is destined to have a sleepless night." Fan Liang shrugged and finished, then suddenly drew his gun, and the bar owner raised his hand in fright. Both hands, but pointing at the muzzle of his gun quickly moved away, Fan Liang shot back without looking back.

With a bang, Bond fell to the ground.

A blood hole appeared between his eyebrows, and dark red blood trickled out.

And the gun he was holding in his left hand fell to the ground and slipped to the bottom of the table. When Fan Liang was chatting with the bar owner, the scarred cowboy who had experienced countless lives and deaths wanted to sneak up on Fan Liang from behind. He did this more than once. Well, many cowboys who didn't bother to kill him died under his gun like this, so he is called the insidious Bond, an extremely difficult guy.

But now, Mr. Bond paid for his insidiousness with his life, and he didn't have to die.

"Hey, three friends, I think I have to trouble you with something." Fan Liang turned the high chair to face Bond's companion, and the revolver spun around on his index finger. The yellow bullets in the belt were loaded into the cartridges.

"What...what's the matter? Just... just give orders." Fan Liang's actions made the three people terrified. They were afraid that Fan Liang would shoot them suddenly. The powerful cowboy has changeable emotions and often makes unexpected decisions. .

"Don't be nervous, my friend." Fan Liang said with a smile, "I just want you to drag this Mr. Bond out, and you'd better clean up the floor. I don't like the smell of blood , I think, you shouldn’t bother the boss, he was already my friend when he gave me the milk of the youngest son.”

Hearing this, the three of them were as if they had received an amnesty, and said ecstatically: "Yes! Yes! It will be done immediately, and there will never be any fishy smell in the bar, we swear!"

"I trust you." The revolver spun on Fan Liang's index finger again, and then swished it into the holster.

Fan Liang suppressed his smile and said with a serious expression: "Action, my friends."

The three cowboys immediately started to move. When they moved Bond's body, they kicked and complained that it was as heavy as a fat pig.

Cowboy friendship is sometimes so realistic.

"Are you here for the cowboy convention?"

The bar owner's voice came from behind his head, Fan Liang turned his body back and said, "Of course."

"Come here for Miss Vittoria?" the bar owner asked again.

Fan Liang grabbed the milk on the table, gulped down half a glass, then wiped the milk stains from his lips with his thumb, and asked, "Is there any other reason?
Miss Vittoria is so beautiful, if it weren't for her, who would travel all the way to attend the cowboy convention? "

After entering the [Cowboys Are Busy] instance, Fan Liang triggered the main task and won the championship of the Cowboys Championship. Those who win the championship will be able to personally protect Miss Vittoria of the Henry family.

(End of this chapter)