Against the backdrop of the dazzling firelight, the night sky in Rhodes Town seemed to be lit up into daylight, and the personnel from both sides were soon fighting each other.

The battle was very tragic.

Several water tanks cracked and made a crisp sound. Even the residents hiding in the surrounding houses covered themselves with quilts, their bodies shaking uncontrollably.

"Keep firing and we must bring these dangerous elements to justice."

"Stop, we are from the Bravest family!"

The coachman who fell to the ground was still trying to explain his identity, but the speaker was intentional and the listener was unintentional.

This seems destined to be a premeditated tragedy.

Sheriff Gray, who was in the front position, said nothing and directly pointed the Mauser pistol at his waist at Gerald Braithwaite behind the curtain.

As death approached, a trace of panic finally appeared on the latter's face. He did not expect that Leigh Gray would dare to kill him in Rhodes Town.

Are you serious?

"Damn it!"

However, I don’t know if it was because of a guilty conscience that the experienced police sergeant failed to kill the target with one shot.

The bullet hit the target's shoulder blade, giving Gerald a chance to escape despite being seriously injured.

As for the coachman who fell from the front room, he was shot in the head by a police officer before he even put down the reins.

Scarlet blood mixed with white brain matter flowed out from the back of the head....

The remaining bodyguards realized that the situation was at a disadvantage and hurriedly hid in the back of the carriage, and the two sides started a more intense gunfire.

If I read it correctly, someone actually took out a bundle of explosives from his pocket, but unfortunately he died before he could light it.

After watching the bloody gunfight with his own eyes, Song Hao, who was lying on top of the farmhouse, couldn't help but exclaimed: "You are really capable of doing things, just try not to push too hard."

"Is this the traditional custom of the West?"

In just a few minutes, in the dense hail of bullets, the originally gorgeously decorated carriage was quickly shot into a sieve, and even the frightened Tennessee Troopers in front burped on the spot.

In a daze, a bodyguard bent down to pick up the unlit explosive in the corpse's hand, lit it up and threw it towards the police station.

"You all die!"

"Watch out for explosives!"

A police officer with quick eyesight and quick hands was just about to kick back the explosive bag that fell at the door, but unexpectedly the fuse burned to the end.

"Fake..."

Before he died, he cursed angrily, and with a loud bang, his limbs were scattered everywhere along with the smoke and dust flying in the sky.

The two police officers who were closer to each other even had their ears buzzing, presumably because they were deaf.

At this time, Gray, who was hiding behind the door of the police station, saw his colleague die and suddenly yelled: "These damn gangsters dare to attack us."

"Whoever throws an incendiary bomb on their carriage, I will burn these bastards alive."

Without thinking too much, the police officer, who had been prepared for a long time, directly brought out a box of glass bottles filled with high-concentration alcohol from the corner.

For a simple incendiary bomb like this, you only need to insert an absorbent cloth strip at the top, and then seal the mouth of the bottle with a cork.

After a few seconds, when the cloth absorbs a certain amount of alcohol liquid, the match lights the special fuse and throws it high up.

What will happen?

Instantly stage a fire party!

Sure enough, the wooden carriage burned almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the bodyguards hiding behind it as a bunker had no choice but to flee.

"Huh?"

However, in such a chaotic scene, Song Hao, as an outsider, discovered that a person quietly jumped off the side of the carriage and wanted to escape.

One hundred percent Gerald!

And there is something hidden in his arms. From this angle, it looks like a small silver box. There may be some treasure inside.

"It seems like a fat duck wants to run away?"

"I'm sorry, you haven't asked me for my opinion yet."

So without any hesitation, Song Hao, who was hiding above the farmhouse, jumped down directly.

Although the chickens, ducks, cows and horses in the farmhouse are all barking, it makes no sense. No one cares about the situation here anyway.

Seeing that Gerald was escaping to the left corner of the hotel, he slowly walked around to the right side of the hotel, not eager to expose himself.

After all, this guy's shoulder blade and thigh were shot. Now he even walks unsteadily, for fear of falling down.

"Brother, you are about to die anyway, so why not just leave this treasure to me."

After muttering a few words, Song Hao followed him slowly and quietly.

In the end, just a second before the opponent was about to get into the woods, as a top hunter, he would never be merciful.

I saw the sharp blade piercing the back of Gerald's head instantly, without making any sound.

The moment Song Hao pulled out the dagger, he decisively snatched the box from the corpse's hand and disappeared into the dark woods.

After all, this is the law of survival in the West...

After Chief Gray finally killed the bodyguards, a few bright lights appeared on the road to the north.

The visitors were none other than the Braithwaite family who heard gunshots at the manor. They had two light machine guns with heavy firepower.

The dark gun body is set up behind the carriage, which is very conspicuous.

"Everyone cease fire, or I will shoot your heads through!"

At this time, Gareth Braithwaite, who was riding on a white horse, fired a shot into the air, which finally silenced the chaotic Rhodes Town.

The people on both sides looked at each other, and the atmosphere was tense to the point of suffocation.

Chief Gray, who calmly stamped out his cigarette, took a deep breath: "If I remember correctly, this is the curfew time announced by the police station."

"I don't know what it means that all the Braithwaite family members came here and were armed with guns and ammunition."

"I can understand that you want to rebel, right?"

This guy actually used his identity as a police officer to bite back, which is really hard to argue with.

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Coincidentally, a few crows suddenly hovered over Rhodes Town, adding a hint of horror to the farce.

Without saying much, Gareth quickly had an ominous thought as his eyes were fixed on the burning carriage and the dead bodies around it.

Where is Gerald?

Because judging from the letter I received the day before yesterday, today should be the day Gerald returns home. I didn’t expect to encounter such a thing.

What does this mean?

A deliberate murder by the Gray family!

So with a gloomy face, he asked all the servants to point their guns at the people in the police station: "Shut the hell up, all of you."

"I will say one thing tonight, if Gerald of our family does not come back alive, our Braithwaite family will definitely make your police department pay the price."

"Especially you!"

While speaking, he stared hard at Chief Gray, who was still drinking, and wanted to shoot him right now.

After many years of accumulation, he is very aware of the secret disputes between the two families, so today's dead game is definitely this guy's masterpiece.

Hearing such a straightforward threat, Gray, who drank whiskey, smiled and said: "You son of a bitch from the Braithwaite family, please make it clear."

"Half a month ago, my brother Jock Gray was assassinated by gangsters. Now someone dares to bravely break into the police office. What do you think I should do?"

"Is it necessary to invite someone to sit down and have a glass of wine?"

After all, the witness is dead, and the deceased cannot speak after all, so as the police chief, he can say whatever he wants.

All you need to make a false accusation is your mouth.
Chapter completed!