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Chapter Fourteen: The Snake Oil Moon(2/2)

"I understand, I understand." When Benedict Albright saw Brandi put the gun back into its holster, he immediately got into trouble. He suddenly got angry and pushed Brandi hard.

Randy was caught off guard and was almost pushed off the cliff. When he finally regained his footing, Benedict Albright had already escaped far away on horseback.

"Ah ha, good-bye, young gentleman," Benedict Albright laughed triumphantly, "I hope that next time we meet, your dear mother will really have an incurable disease. By then, I will

Still happy to lend a helping hand!”

"Damn it!" Brandi regretted that he didn't tie this scum into a pig's head immediately, but he had no other choice now. He could only blow the whistle immediately and call for Da Li to pick him up.

The huge Li heard the familiar whistle and immediately took action. It quickly ran towards the location of the whistle, while Brandi also headed in the direction he came from. After one person and one horse met, Bu

Randy immediately took the horse and started chasing Benedict Albright.

Benedict Albright seized the right opportunity to escape. When Brandi chased him out of the canyon, he was already a hundred yards away. Under normal circumstances, escaping to such a far place would actually be difficult.

You can now sit back and relax, because although the effective range of the repeating rifle is now a hundred yards away, few people can hit the enemy at a hundred yards away with just the machine sight, not to mention that he is riding a horse now.

Running at high speed on a forest path hidden by trees.

But unfortunately, he was really unlucky today, because Brandi was one of the few people who could hit a target moving at high speed a hundred yards away with his machine sight, and he also had the eyes of death.

In Brandi's field of vision, the world was once again covered in scarlet color, and the bloody figure in front of him, representing Benedict Albright, was particularly conspicuous.

Gunfire rang out.

Benedict Albright screamed and fell off his horse. His mount was frightened and ran away in panic, abandoning its master.

Brandi calmly rode up to Benedict Albright, who was hunched over on the ground like a dying maggot, dismounted, kicked him in the face, and cursed.

: "You old bastard, you almost gave me your life. It seems I was too polite to you before, huh?"

"My leg...my leg..." Benedict Albright screamed in pain. The shot just hit his left calf, and the bullet was embedded in his calf muscle and calf bone.

in between, making the wound more painful.

Brandi had no mercy at all at this time. He took off the rope from the saddle, and regardless of how the man screamed like a slaughtering pig, he tied him up tightly, put him on the horse, and prepared to return.

Valentine cross.

At this time, Brandy's body suddenly froze in place. He slowly turned around and saw Django riding a horse, the muzzle of the large-caliber LeMat revolver in his hand staring at him like an eye.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Munny," Django said as he cocked the hammer. "Looks like I came just in time."


Chapter completed!
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