Charles was right, because at present, he, Javier and Brandy had either solved their opponents or had the upper hand, but when he said this, he ignored Bill who was being beaten by a group.
At this time, Bill's situation was not optimistic. Although he was not a vegetarian, he managed to knock down one person when he was surrounded by four people, but in the end, it was difficult for him to defeat four people with two fists. Now he was dragged to the corner by three other people, two of them held him tightly, and the other began to punch him hard in the abdomen and head.
Brandi, who had just been idle on the side, couldn't stand it anymore. She picked up a wine bottle and walked over, patting the shoulder of the man who was beating Bill in the stomach.
As soon as the man turned around, a wine bottle hit him head-on. The bottle shattered, and his consciousness was shattered. He immediately fell to the ground, unconscious.
When Bill got help, he immediately got up and broke free from the restraints of one person. With his free hand, he firmly controlled the other person. His big head with few hairs left hit the other person's nose hard and hit the other person's eye. Risking stars, nosebleeds.
Brandi and the others were having a lively fight here, and the bartender in charge was in a panic. Originally, the defense war caused a lot of losses to the tavern's business, and I heard that it also frightened his employer and caused additional financial losses. Although bar fights are nothing new in today's world, the losses were It's still him.
The two parties fighting at this time were Mr. Munny and his friends who played a major role in the recent defense of Valentine, and the other was a group of hooligans who often hang out in Valentine and surrounding areas. These people had wandered off to do mischief some time ago, and had only appeared here again in the past week or two. But no matter which party, from the perspective of the bartender, they could not be dissuaded or offended.
But there was nothing he could do. Even if he couldn't persuade or offend him, since he was now in charge of this store, he had to do nothing. Therefore, he could only hide under the bar to avoid whoever might fly at him. Wine bottles, chairs and even tables came over, shouting: "Stop fighting, stop fighting, my God, stop it." In this way, although it is absolutely useless, at least he has done his duty.
At this time, a rough roar came from the second floor: "What the hell is going on down there?"
The bartender's heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly got out from under the bar and looked towards the second floor.
I saw a fat man with sparse hair, a sloppy mustache, and a drunken man walking down the stairs step by step. He was just over two meters tall, with extremely strong arms and a big belly that trembled with each step. The belly has unimaginable deterrent power.
When the bartender saw the man, he immediately shouted, "No, Tommy, don't interfere!" There was even a hint of despair in his voice.
Unfortunately, it was already too late. When Tommy saw the current situation, the remaining sanity in his mind disappeared in an instant.
As soon as he came off the field, he immediately locked eyes with Javier, who had just defeated his opponent and was eager to try, and said: "Come here, you little bastard!"
Javier was worried that no one would help him stretch his muscles. Just then, a stupid guy like him who had no brains came to the door. He did not hesitate, strode forward, and punched Tang directly like a poisonous snake. Mi's face.
Tommy didn't make any dodge or defensive moves at all. He just took one punch and immediately grasped Javier's shoulder with his left hand like a vise. Then he hit Javier's abdomen with two heavy punches in a row. The final uppercut knocked Javier onto the bar, smashing several glasses and a bottle.
"You punch like a little girl, Mexican." Tommy said contemptuously, stepped forward, grabbed Javier's shoulders like a child, and threw him to the side. It flew out and knocked over a table. The sound of splintering wood was deafening.
When Tommy came downstairs, Brandy was supposed to go up to help him, but before he could take a few steps, a drinker behind him who had just recovered suddenly got into trouble and pounced on him and strangled his neck from behind. This made him unable to face strong enemies with Javier.
After Brandy spent some effort to deal with the sneak attacker, Javier was being pressed against a table by Tommy and beaten hard.
"We can take care of our opponent, Brandi, go and help Javier!" Bill slapped his opponent back a few steps with a big slap in the ear and shouted over his shoulder.
Brandi knows that he is not good at fighting. It's just that after traveling to this world, he has seen more blood and dead people, and he is more daring to fight than before. The only thing about him that is better than everyone present is, Maybe it’s just flexibility.
Therefore, he did not go up and punch the big guy recklessly, because he knew that even if he did this, he would be just like Javier, tickling this guy.
He looked around, picked up a chair, paused briefly, and picked up another chair.
He walked up behind Tommy in a few steps, and without saying a word, picked up a chair and hit Tommy hard on the back of the head.
The chair shattered, Tommy stopped in pain, and just as he turned his head, a chair hit him head-on. Even with his quality, it was so hard that his eyes were filled with stars.
"Javier, can you still fight?" Brandy asked.
"I can't die." Javier struggled to get up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said.
"Okay, let's give this stupid guy a hard slap." Brandy said, already rushing forward and hugging one of Tommy's arms.
Javier had received a heavy beating and was worried that he had nowhere to vent his anger. When he heard this, he didn't answer and rushed up to hug Tommy's other arm.
Tommy was restrained by the two of them, how could he not struggle, but no matter how much he struggled, he could not withstand the combined efforts of Brandi and Javier.
With a "crash", one of the windows of the tavern facing Main Street Valentine was smashed by Tommy's huge body. Tommy rolled three times on the muddy road on Main Street, covered in mud, and extremely embarrassed.
"uybien! (Good job!)" Javier was so angry that he couldn't help shouting. Seeing Tommy outside trying to get up, he said to Brandy beside him, "Let's go on and beat him." !」
"That's right, but I'll just go. You have to take a good rest." Brandy glanced at Javier, whose face was almost deformed. She didn't say anything more, just turned around and walked into the bar, carrying the bag from the bar. He picked up an unopened bottle of whiskey, poured it into his mouth, and walked out of the tavern.
At this time, the sky was overcast and a rare drizzle began. People were shocked when they saw Tommy, a big man who was famous in Valentine, suddenly flying out of the tavern. However, the crowd immediately realized that Tommy If there is a good show to watch, people will immediately gather around and wait to see the good show.
Brandi looked at Tommy, who had blood oozing from his forehead, with a provocative look on his face, and said, "Big guy, you're not that good. Come on, let's continue practicing."
"You...you attacked me secretly, and...you hit me with a stool..." Tommy was so angry that he couldn't speak clearly.
"I'm a young man, of course I don't have to talk about martial arts," Brandi's expression really looked like he couldn't be beaten at this time. As he said that, he picked up the bottle and smashed it on Tommy's head, saying, "Try again. this!"
But this time, he was not so lucky. Tommy, who was fully prepared, could not sneak up on him with half-heartedness.
The bottle shattered on Tommy's head, but it didn't seem to cause any substantial damage at all. The next second, Brandi's arm was clamped tightly by Tommy, followed by a heavy punch, evenly, It hit Brandy right where she was injured.
Brandi was hit hard and a mouthful of blood spurted out immediately, but Tommy didn't give him a chance to react. He punched him in the cheek and knocked him to the ground.
The crowd first sighed in sympathy, and then cheered. After all, they could see that the two punches from Tommy really hurt, and Tommy's punch was really good.
"It seems you don't have any real skills, sissy," Tommy smiled happily at this time, "Come on, keep fighting, or are you just such a coward who will fall down after just two punches?"
"Stand up, Brandi! Fuck this stupid guy!" Bill, who was already crowded in the crowd, shouted to cheer Brandi up.
Javier and Charles were not as stupid as Bill. When they saw Brandy constantly vomiting blood, they immediately understood the punch that had just hit his abdomen.
They touched his wounds that had not yet healed, and wanted to go through the crowd to help, but the people watching the excitement surrounded the place three floors inside and three floors outside. They spent a long time, but they couldn't squeeze in at all.
Brandy finally stopped vomiting blood. He took two slow breaths and adjusted his breathing. At this time, his wound was very painful and his head was dizzy, but he had no intention of flinching. On the contrary, his heart was at this moment. It ignited a fighting spirit that had never been seen before.
He shook his head slightly, and blood, rain, and mud covered him all over. His pale golden hair covered his forehead, somewhat blocking his vision.
Brandy wiped her face casually, pushed her hair to the top of her head, and stood up slowly.
He faced Tommy, who looked like a giant beast, put on a simple boxing stance, and said, "I can spend all day with you."
"stop fighting!"
At this time, a girl's voice suddenly sounded.
A little girl with dark chestnut hair and a pair of braids squeezed out of the crowd and stretched out her arms to stop in front of Brandi. She yelled at Tommy, "Stop! Tommy! Don't you see he's hurt?"
At this time, Brandi's blue shirt had some blood seeping out. Although he was still holding on, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he did have serious injuries that had not healed.
But the drunken big man Tommy didn't care about this. He looked at the familiar but unfamiliar little girl and said: "Get away, little girl, this is a battle between men. Go home."
"The big guy is right, this is a battle between men," Brandi gently held the little girl's shoulders and said, "Mattie, step aside, I can handle it here."
"I don't!" Mattie turned around angrily, her bright blue eyes flashing with anger, "Didn't I tell you to go home immediately after shopping and not to run around, especially not to drink? What did you do? You didn’t buy anything, you didn’t say anything, and you went to drink. Not only did you drink, but you also got into a fight with someone. Don’t you know your current physical condition?”
"It was my fault, Mattie, and I apologize to you," Brandy put her hands on Mattie's shoulders and said, "But now is not the time to talk about this. There are still things that must be resolved between adults. Once I finish this, you can scold me as much as you want, okay?"
At this point, Brandi gently leaned into Mattie's ear and whispered, "Believe me, I can handle it."
Although Maddie was angry and worried now, looking at Brandy's firm eyes, she subconsciously chose to believe the man she had taken care of for more than a month.
"Hey, hey, hey," Tommy said impatiently at this time, "let me ask, have you finished talking to your little lover?"
"I can't tell, you're quite humorous as a big guy." Brandy smiled coldly as she gently pushed Mattie away.
"But it's really no fun to bully a wounded person," Tommy said, looking at Brandy who was struggling to stand still, "Either way, you kneel down and get under my crotch, and let's forget about it. Okay, how's it going?"
"Stop talking nonsense." After Brandy finished speaking, she punched Tommy, but at this time his fist was weak and weak. Even the little girl Maddie, who had never fought before, could catch his punch path, and even more so. Stop talking about Tommy.
Tommy didn't try to defend against the punch at all, because he knew the punch wouldn't touch his face at all, so he simply slapped Brandi with his backhand and knocked Brandy to the ground.
"You kid, you're good at sneak attacks, but you're actually a coward," Tommy flexed his knuckles casually and said, "Stand up, didn't you say you could spend a whole day with me? What you just said Where has the energy gone?"
"Hey! Big guy!"
At this moment, a magnetic Texas accent suddenly sounded behind Tommy.
"Arthur!" Bill, Javier, and Charles in the crowd exclaimed. They didn't even notice when Arthur appeared in the scene.
"Little girl, take Brandy to a doctor quickly. Leave this big guy to me." Arthur spoke to the little girl not far away while looking at Tommy with provocative eyes.
Tommy turned around, having just won a game, he now
Full of letters, he looked up and down at the sturdy cowboy in front of him, examined his smoothly shaved chin and neat clothes, and said, "You seem to be able to fight much better than that kid, but you are still a girl." Tune."
"Hmph, you're bullying someone who has suffered a gunshot wound and hasn't recovered yet. Your face is not only large in area, but also thick in thickness." Arthur smiled coldly and said, "Come on, do it, let me see your fists." Can we just smash cotton?"
"Looking for death!" Tommy's eyes flashed, and he got angry and punched the man in front of him who was slightly smaller than him.
But the punch landed in the air. Before Tommy could feel the empty touch of his fist, a heavy uppercut hit his chin accurately, causing him to take two steps back and almost fell down. on the ground.
He managed to stabilize his body and looked intently at his opponent, only to see him assuming exactly the same posture as Brandi before.
Arthur sneered and slowly made a provocative gesture towards Tommy, indicating that he should follow.
Tommy had a bad temper and could not bear the grievance. He roared and rushed towards Arthur.
Arthur dodged to the left, dodged the attack, and kicked Tommy in the ribs, knocking him staggering.
Tommy subconsciously raised his hand to hold on to the hitching post next to him, and then managed to steady himself. He turned his head, and Arthur was still holding a provocative boxing stance, and continued to taunt him.
Although Tommy was larger than ordinary people and more durable than ordinary people, the impact of being hit by two chairs on the back of the head and face was much greater than he imagined. In addition, his physical strength was exhausted, and he was hit by Ya. Arthur was playing tricks one after another. At this time, his actual situation was actually not as good as he thought. In addition, his temper was too violent and he could not stand any form of provocation. Therefore, when he saw Arthur acting like always The provocation made him even angrier, and he punched Arthur again on the head.
But then, he felt that the fist he punched was firmly restrained, and then there was a lot of spinning. When he reacted, he was already lying on the ground that was even muddy because of the rain, and the man he had been before was The scorned little man was riding on him.
The crowd burst into cheers. The scene of pretending to be slapped in the face seems to be popular everywhere. In the cheers, familiar voices from Bill, Javier, and Charles could be heard from time to time. They shouted: "Kill this guy* Damn it!" He cheered and cheered for Arthur.
Arthur grabbed Tommy by the collar with one hand, and punched him in the face hard with one hand, one punch after another, harder than the last. The people around him were cheering, and Tommy would never say anything. He asked for mercy, and the one-sided beating continued like this.
Until a voice that Arthur was all too familiar with appeared behind him: "Arthur, that's enough, he's unconscious." It was Dutch.
When Arthur heard this, he loosened his grip on Tommy's clothes.
He stood up and said loudly and forcefully to the unfamiliar faces around him: "Do you know that the person the *** just hit was the hero who defended this town not long ago? Although I know that all your actions are... It's human nature, but I don't think a man who can be called a hero by some should be treated like this."
"Okay, Arthur," Dutch patted Arthur on the shoulder and said, "I know you feel bad for Brandi, but we've spent enough time here, haven't we?"
"Compared to this, I think what I'm about to tell you guys is more important, Arthur." Josiah Trelawney, who had been following Dutch, said.
"You're right, Dutch, and Trelawney," Arthur nodded and shouted to Bill, Javier and Charles in the crowd, "You guys, stop watching the fun and come here quickly, especially Mr. Lelawney has brought news from an old friend of ours."
