"I'll take you horses!"

He held Dutch in one hand and pressed Arthur with the other hand. Zhou Li vividly interpreted the four words "arrogant and domineering". He stepped on John's chest and shouted loudly: "Are you humans? Can humans think of sneaking into the ranch from the excretion of feces?! What are you? Are you still humans?!"

Dutch's face was left with embarrassment, and there was no dissatisfaction with Zhou Li lifting his neck up. Arthur lay flat on his face and let Zhou Li press him on the table.

As for John, he wished Zhou Li could step on his face. In fact, when Dudge proposed this plan, John wanted to kick the Western Idea King to death before Zhou Li.

"Actually, my idea is really scientifically based."

Even if he was raised, Dutch chose to defend himself, "Jinggui doesn't need excretion, and they like to use heat sources to observe the enemy. You know, toilet."

"Shut up the fuck!"

Zhou Li pressed Dutch's face to the floor with a pale face, directly preventing the idea from continuing to express his ideas. Zhou Li looked at Arthur and John, who were not concerned about his affairs, and a suspicious expression appeared on his face.

When he first saw three people, John seemed to have a strange smell. He thought about the things that Dutch said that could not pass the review in the novel, and his face changed drastically.

"You won't."

Zhou Li narrowed his eyes and a fierce light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"never mind."

John sighed helplessly, walked forward with his fate, explaining to Zhou Li what had happened before.

To be honest, John really doesn't want to talk about these things. Even in novels, there is only dirty and odor left, and it will not bring any happiness to readers. But in the West, a place more magical than novels, this kind of thing is not that serious. After all, no one is dead.

After listening to John's description, Zhou Li's suspicion finally decreased a lot. He breathed a sigh of relief and then said to Dutch: "You can choose to change your ideas or shut up."

"The Vanderlin family can't learn to shut up."

Duqi was inexplicably stubborn at this point. His look of "You can kill me, but you can't shut me up" gave Zhou Li a headache. He threw Duqi aside and then asked the remaining two people: "I hope you two can make me not so desperate about this West, give me some normal advice."

"Actually, I've always had an idea."

Arthur, who was biting the cigarette butt, raised his chin and said to Zhou Li: "I see that your legion has a knight army. I think we can rush down from the top of the mountain, run away after a round, and then the rest of the people rushed in while those crystal snares were chasing us. We attacked each other forward and backward. What do you think?"

"It's okay, there's just a little omission."

Zhou Li nodded and admitted that Arthur still had some good ideas. Then, a mysterious smile appeared on his face, "You ignored it a little."

"Boy, times have changed."

"Okay, get ready."

Zhou Li threw a brand new pistol to Arthur, then threw a brand new Tarik Level II magic lever rifle to Dudge, and another gun that looked more like a small hand cannon to John.

"I have been patronized, and there are a total of two thousand gold coins."

Daqi, who was originally excited to get a new gun, suddenly withered when he heard the two thousand gold coins and began to mutter some money-making ideas that made people speechless when they heard it. Arthur looked indifferent. Anyway, he sold himself to the brave. The two thousand gold coins are too many lice and are not afraid of biting them. John fell into deep thought and began to think about whether Daqi could be worth one thousand gold coins.

"Don't worry, you can give this little gold coins anytime."

Zhou Li was generous. After all, Darqi, the weakest of these three, also had platinum-level combat ability, and Arthur was infinitely close to the existence of a demigod. After all, he used a revolver that almost broke his head and smashed the three crystals into pieces, which was enough to prove Arthur's ability.

John and Ducky are not weak either. One of them is good at throwing ropes and setting traps, and the other is good at pouring out the firepower of leverage rifles. If you follow the normal talent market, the price of these three people will be at least 800 gold coins for a month.

But who is Zhou Li? He will never leave any hair when he can peel off his skin. This time, Zhou Li not only did not give money, but also made these three people owe him money.

"Thank you."

Looking at Daqi's sincere expression, Zhou Li smiled happily.

There is no shame in lying to fool the fool.

"By the way, what do you mean by the times changing?"

At this time, Arthur realized Zhou Li's meaning. He seemed to know something, shook his head and said, "Don't expect the mage, Jinggui has a great saving throw from magic, unless you bring the entire Tarik magician together, otherwise you won't hurt them."

"Master?"

Zhou Li raised his eyebrows, patted his shoulder with a smile, and said meaningfully: "The mage is already outdated."

"ah?"

This time it was not only Arthur, but even John, who had been cold-faced, was surprised. They looked at Zhou Li with a look of confusion on their faces.

Now even the mage is behind?

"You are ready at nine o'clock tomorrow."

Zhou Li waved his hand and said to the three of them: "Don't ride a horse, just follow us."

Speaking of this, Zhou Li thought of something and asked the three of them: "There is no building to be preserved in the ranch, right?"

"No."

Arthur shook his head, "That place has been almost destroyed by Jingqiu. If you do it casually, your thoughts will be gone long ago."

"That's good."

Zhou Li's smile was a little weird, which made Arthur and others feel a little cold. Looking at Zhou Li's back, Dutch rubbed his chin and muttered to himself.

"Why does it feel like he is a little awakened in martial spirit?"

"This is called abundant martial ethics."

John on the side said with hoarse voice, "Boss, if you really know how to say idioms, you can't say it."

"I've received your advice."

Dutch patted John on the shoulder with a heavy expression, "But I don't listen."

John looked at Dudge who was leaving without hesitation, looked at Arthur beside him, and sighed at the same time. They didn't know whether it was good or bad when they were such a boss.

The next day.

"Ready?"

Zhou Li, who had a hearty breakfast, leaned against the stone pillar, turned his little helper in his hand and looked at the three people walking towards him.

"Um."

Dutch nodded, wearing leather jackets and leather pants, and thorn boots, he held a lever rifle in his hand, and was dressed in a standard Western denim. Arthur and John were the same. The only difference was that Arthur had always had a cigarette in his mouth.

"I'm ready here too."

Zhou Li nodded, he looked at the mountain, and at this time, Arthur found that Zhou Li's legion was missing.

"What are you preparing?"

Facing John's inquiry, Zhou Li's kind smile made everyone feel a little chilled.

"Of course, the truth is ready."

One hundred mortars are ready to go.
Chapter completed!