On the banks of the Dakota River, Brandy rode his big horse, reading the wanted notice in his hand over and over again, listening to the sound of the waves of the Dakota River lapping the shore, flipping through the contents of his memory, and confirming the location.
Yesterday, Brandi and a black man named Django made an appointment for a bounty duel. The content was also very bounty hunter-style. They were both arresting the same prisoner. Whoever caught the prisoner first would send him to prison. Whoever goes to the Sheriff's Office is the winner, and the winner will receive 50% of the prisoner's reward as an additional reward, while the loser needs to pay this part of the reward for the winner out of his own pocket.
For the sake of fairness, the two need to collect relevant intelligence in their own way. They are not allowed to turn to the middleman Sheriff Malloy who has the latest movements of the prisoner. At the same time, they need to strictly abide by the rules not to harm the opponent's personal safety. In addition, any means All can be used.
The prisoner who is the subject of the competition this time, or can be said to be the bet, is named Benedict Albright. He is a self-proclaimed miracle doctor, but in fact he is a scumbag who sells medicines containing harmful substances through fraud. , this person often operates in and around Valentine, Annesburg, and makes money by selling fake medicines to ordinary people who are ultimately too naive by relying on deceptions that are full of flaws in Brandy's opinion. His behavior made many married ladies in Valentine become widows. Therefore, at the strong request of these married women, the wanted order required that he must be brought back to the town alive to face trial in order to quell public anger.
The content and process of the game seemed fine to everyone, but in fact, this game was unfair to Django, who was unfamiliar with Valentine, or to put it another way, this game It's heavily biased towards Brandi.
As for the reason, it is very simple, but only Brandy himself can understand its meaning, that is, this person is the first bounty target in the story mode of the game, and Brandy still remembers this task.
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Django," Brandy put away the wanted poster and thought to herself, "While you were still collecting clues little by little, I was already here, and when you got the relevant information , I should have brought the prisoner back to Valentine.”
Brandy looked ahead, and saw that the road continued forward. The forest path gradually connected with the canyon mountain road. From a distance, it became increasingly rugged and difficult to navigate.
"Okay, Mr. Benedict Albright, let's see how lucky you are." Brandi murmured, clamping his legs under the horse's belly, and the big horse neighed and moved along the horse's belly. The road goes quickly in small steps.
When Dali's thick black horse's hooves stepped on the hard rocky path, Brandy held Dali's strength to move forward, dismounted and walked cautiously along the road.
This rugged road is a cul-de-sac. At the end of the road, the mountains can provide shelter from the wind and rain. It is indeed a good hiding place for those who are homeless or cannot show their faces in the town for some reason.
Although the path was actually quite wide, Brandi still carefully walked slowly and closely against the mountain next to it. After making a small bend along the road, Brandi saw a gray-striped Hungarian mixed-blood horse. The horse was munching on the grass growing out of the cracks in the rocks, and a guy dressed like a dog was warming himself by the fire.
"Aha, it seems that luck is on my side today." Brandy thought like this and asked, "Are you Mr. Benedict Albright?"
Benedict Albright looks quite old. He wears a top hat, a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, and a somewhat outdated blue tuxedo suit. When he heard the question coming from behind him, his body couldn't help but tremble violently. He stood up and looked at the strange young man behind him. He subconsciously raised his hands and said, "No, I'm not."
"Oh? Really?" Brandi questioned, "You look a bit like him, and someone told me he would appear in this area."
"No, not me, sir." Benedict Albright denied.
"Don't be nervous, sir," Brandi said as he slowly moved his body, forcing Benedict Albright to lean against the mountain wall without leaving a trace, to prevent him from escaping or committing suicide. "I'm looking for him. The reason is, I want to buy some medicine, sir."
"Buying medicine?" Benedict Albright asked suspiciously.
"Yes, and I heard that the medicine is very effective," Brandy expertly staged a painful drama, "You have to know, sir, my mother... She is very ill and has taken a lot of medicine before. None of the medicines worked, and then I heard about Mr. Benedict Albright, saying that he was a well-known pharmacist who could cure diseases from medicine to medicine, so I went everywhere to look for him."
After Brandy finished speaking, she naturally added some anxious emotions and said: "Listen, sir, I will pay. I have a lot of money, as long as you can help me find Benedict Albright." Sir, I will repay you well."
Benedict Albright carefully examined the young man's expression. He felt that this kind of anxiety and panic was not something that a young man of his age could perform. In addition, this young man was well-dressed. He also said that he had a lot of money, and this kind of door-to-door business would be nothing if not done.
So he lowered his guard, showed the smile he often used when deceiving others, and used the high-spirited tone he usually used when performing deception: "Okay, okay, young gentleman, don't be too anxious. In that case, I I am willing to help you, my dear sir, oh, by the way, let me introduce myself, I am Benedict Albright."
"Is it really you? Mr. Benedict Albright?" Brandy said happily, "Oh, my God, I mean, you don't know how long I've been looking for you, that's great. Yes, my mother is finally saved!"
"Oh, okay, kid, relax, your mother will be fine as long as I'm here," Benedict Albright's tone was like a truly kind doctor, "You know, kid , I am a healer, a true medical practitioner, and I have the highest quality and best medicines in the state."
As he spoke, he took out a small bottle filled with an unknown liquid from his travel bag and handed it to Brandi, introducing: "This is the fruit of my most lifetime medical research. It can truly cure all diseases." It uses the fat of the mysterious giant anaconda in Lemoyne State as raw material, and selects wild old mountain ginseng in the snowy mountains of Ambarino State, thousand-year-old purple snow lotus hidden in the mountains near the Indian Territory as excipients, and other precious medicinal materials. After the most advanced extraction technology, the essence was obtained, and finally the best pharmacist, that is, myself, mixed it according to the golden ratio. It took nearly two months to get such a small bottle. As long as you take such a bottle of medicine , no matter what kind of difficult and complicated disease it is, it can be easily solved.”
When Benedict Albright said this, he showed a deep expression reminiscing about the past and said: "The prototype of this bottle of medicine comes from the medicine formula passed down by my family. I originally didn't want to make it public, you know. , My child, everyone has selfish motives, but in order to save the world from illness, I thought about it for a month, and finally made a decision that went against my ancestors, which was to perfect it and sell it at the lowest price - a Bottles are sold to the general public for $20 each..."
While Brandi was listening to Benedict Albright's nonsense, she opened the bottle of "miracle medicine" and sniffed the smell of the liquid in the bottle, which came from kerosene and crude oil. The pungent smell made him understand almost immediately why people who took this medicine died.
Benedict Albright was still chattering away, displaying his outstanding eloquence, but now, the sound was like the buzzing of mosquitoes, causing Brandy to gradually lose patience.
But Brandi still didn't take action. He guided Benedict Albright's direction and guided Benedict Albright to the side close to the mountain.
Benedict Albright did not realize that he was falling into the trap of others step by step. He was still talking about some barbaric mixture of science and metaphysics. Brandi, who had the basic common sense of modern society, It sounds like completely illogical nonsense.
"Oh, sir, I can't listen to you anymore."
Seeing that the position was almost there, Brandy couldn't stand the nonsense anymore, so she threw the "magic medicine" in her hand off the cliff.
"Eh?! What are you doing!" When Benedict Albright saw this, he was so anxious that he almost jumped off the cliff to get his "miracle medicine" back, but the next second, his body Don't dare to move an inch.
"Well, the game is over, Mr. Albright," Brandy said with a big yawn as she pointed her gun at the lying fake drug liar. "Honestly, your performance was very poor. As funny as an African orangutan doing a mating dance.”
"Sir, you...what do you mean?" Benedict Albright said tremblingly.
"As long as you stay calm and follow me, I won't hurt you," Brandy said. "I'm here to seek justice for the widows whose husbands were killed by your poison."
"Don't let those damn bitches fool you, sir," Benedict Albright said with a cry in his voice, "I am a decent doctor, I am a healer, I can communicate with the gods ! There can be no problem with my treatment!"
"Have you lied to others for so long that you finally deceived yourself?" Brandi smiled helplessly and said, "Your tricks can fool others, but you can't fool me."
As he said that, he pointed to the place where he dropped the medicine bottle and said: "Just the bottle of petroleum and kerosene or something else that is a mixture of other things. You dare to use it to deceive people, and you can deceive people. You are really far away." The great spectrum of the world.”
Benedict Albright saw that his rhetoric was not working, so he turned to the bitterness card. He tried hard to squeeze out a tear and said: "Sir, sir, I beg you to let me go. Sir, what I do in this business is just a living. I still have a family to support. I have a boss and a boss." Xiao, a family of more than ten people is counting on me, sir, you can't just destroy a family like this."
"You have ruined many more families than I have," Brandy mocked. "What's more, people like you may have concubines, but they will never have a family. With your little ability, you will never have a family." Showing off in front of me is of no use, just go back with me and try to get leniency - if those poor women agree."
"No, sir, please don't take me back, I beg you, sir." Benedict Albright cried bitterly.
"Either this," Brandy suddenly thought of a fun idea. He snatched the revolver from the counterfeit drug dealer's waist, stuffed it into his hand, and said, "I'll give you a chance, and I'll count to three. , if you can kill me with one shot, you will be free, what do you think?"
"Sir, I...I have never killed anyone, sir." Benedict Albright felt a little broken.
"Have you killed too many people?" Brandy's voice was mixed with a little anger. He put the gun in Benedict Albright's hand against his head and said, "Here, my head Right here, with the trigger of the gun, my life is yours."
"No, sir, don't do this..."
"three."
"Sir, please don't force me."
"two."
"me……"
"one."
Almost as soon as Brandi said "one", he took the gun back again, threw it off the cliff, slapped the counterfeit drug dealer's hat off his head, and cursed: "You won't give me a chance." It works, huh? I gave you a chance but you didn’t.”
"Sir, sir, please stop playing tricks on me. Why don't you let me go with you?" Benedict Albright almost knelt down.
"Huh, you know what's going on," Brandy said, putting the gun back into its holster and saying, "I'm warning you, although I was commissioned to capture you alive, if you do anything excessive, I will still do it. Shoot, do you understand?”
"I understand, I understand." When Benedict Albright saw Brandy put the gun back into the holster, he immediately had a wrong idea. He suddenly got angry and pushed Brandi hard. Randy was caught off guard and was almost pushed off the cliff. When he finally stood up, 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 now he had no other choice but to blow the whistle immediately and call 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 control of his horse and began chasing Benedict Albright.
Benedict Albright seized the right moment to escape. When Brandi chased him out of the canyon, he was already a hundred yards away. Under normal circumstances, you can actually sit back and relax after escaping to such a far distance, because although the effective range of a repeating rifle is now a hundred yards away, few people can achieve a hundred yards away with only machine sights. He hit the enemy, not to mention that now, he was riding a horse at high speed on the forest path hidden by the woods.
But unfortunately, he was really unlucky today, because Brandy was one of the few people who could hit a high-speed moving target 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 also frightened and ran away in panic, abandoning his master.
Brandi calmly rode up to Benedict Albright, who was hunched over like a dying maggot on the ground, 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's back, and prepared to return. Valentine crosses over.
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."
