Becky was holding a pistol and walking forward on the uneven roadbed. He was cursing Tang Mo and everything he encountered today.
Becky felt very uncomfortable on such a rugged road but not being able to ride a horse. He was used to being pampered, so naturally he was not willing to walk such a long distance. That's why he hated Tang Mo and those bastard patrols who discovered his horse.
"If you let me go back, you will all die! Die! Die!" He held the pistol and muttered full of rage.
He felt that his tactics were perfect. Being separated from his trusted entourage would give him more chances to escape anyway.
If that follower is exposed, the other party will shift more of their attention to the north to encircle and suppress him, so that he will have a better chance of escaping.
And if the follower is not exposed, even if he is caught, a messenger will return to the royal city. This will cause the opponent to throw a rat weapon, which will increase his chance of survival. In short, he was very satisfied with his arrangement, and even his steps became much lighter.
Because she no longer worried about being caught, Becky even had the mood to observe the surrounding terrain. The terrain here was very good and very conducive to interception.
There was no force arranged to intercept here, which showed that the young guy named Tang Mo had no real ability at all.
He just happened to get the information, and then hurriedly led people to encircle and suppress him. So that was just a foolhardy young man, a fool who was very easy to deal with!
"Ha! Haha!" He even laughed disdainfully twice to express his contempt - as long as the opponent arranges manpower to intercept here, he will probably be unable to fly!
Thinking of this, he once again felt sorry for his horse. If he had retreated more decisively, it seemed that he would not have to walk on the bumpy roadbed in such an awkward manner now.
The infrastructure of this damn kingdom! What bastard embezzled money to build a road? How could the roadbed of a perfectly good road be repaired in such a bad way!
Just as he was cursing the minister in charge of road construction in the kingdom, a gunshot suddenly rang out. A man stood on the road that Becky must pass, raised a pistol, and fired a shot into the sky.
The gunshot echoed in the sky, startling the surrounding birds. Only then did Becky realize one thing, that is, the three-way intersection from the Vicious Forest to Bunas seemed a little too quiet.
All the caravans coming and going seemed to have been intercepted, and now there was only him and a man he had never met on this stretch of road.
"Who are you?" Becky frowned and stared at the man in civilian clothes holding a pistol.
"My name is Tiger." Tiger raised his pistol, stared at the man named Becky in front of him, and confirmed, "Becky? Cyric's mercenary?"
"I've never seen you! You'd better get out of the way!" Becky did not deny his identity, because he knew that the reason why the other party was blocked here was probably because he was waiting for him.
"I'm sorry, I was ordered to take you back... If you resist, I will take your body back!" Tiger flattened his arm holding the musket, pointed the muzzle at Becky, and said firmly.
Before he came here, he was already ready to kill. As a mid-level commander of the Northridge Corps, he was not the kind of rookie who had never killed anyone.
Becky was stunned for a moment, and then a disdainful smile appeared on his face. He didn't even pick up the flintlock musket in his hand, but kindly reminded Tiger: "I said, have you forgotten, you just... …Fired a shot into the sky?”
Tiger made a recalling expression, then stared at Becky again, and replied seriously: "I didn't forget, I just fired a shot."
"Point a pistol without bullets at me? Are you kidding me?" Becky's expression turned cold. He had no mercy. He killed a fool and stepped on his body to continue on his way. For him, He said he didn't have any burden on his mind.
However, at the moment when he was about to pick up the weapon in his hand and calmly shoot the opponent, he remembered what the beggar said in Guise's room.
"As a result, the man in the carriage fired continuously. First he shot three times with a long gun, and then he took out a pistol!"
"A young man fired five consecutive shots with that pistol! I could see clearly that he did not reload or change his pistol!"
"I, I really saw it with my own eyes! That young man shot five times in one breath! Although the lights next to the carriage were not that bright, I could see it very clearly!"
"The boss of our group was shot twice to death by that young man beside the carriage! It's true! I promise!"
Each sentence was like a battering ram, hitting Becky's heart. The flintlock gun in his hand was as heavy as a stone, making it impossible for him to lift it.
At this moment, he took a serious and detailed look at the weapon in Tiger's hand for the first time. He saw the black muzzle of the weapon, and also saw the strange barrel of the weapon.
The strange gun body of the weapon had covered bullet chambers on both sides. This thing was a device that could not be seen on the Cyric flintlock gun.
It wasn't until this moment that he realized that maybe what the beggar said was true, or maybe the man in front of him was holding a terrifying weapon that could fire five times in a row!
And in the next second, he suddenly became excited - if, if he could kill the man in front of him and seize this brand-new weapon, would he... become famous?
So he seemed to see a glittering golden avenue. At the end of this golden avenue was the other shore filled with gold.
The only thing standing on this road, preventing him from going to the end of this road, was a demon in front of him.
As long as this monster is eradicated, all the glittering gold at the end of the road will be within reach and belong to him!
He longed for these things, so he fantasized about reaching out his own hand and taking them into his pocket.
"Bang!" A gunshot echoed in his ears, slowing down his entire movements. He was in a trance for a moment, unable to determine whether the gunshot was his imagination or whether it really existed.
Then, he came back to his senses, and the golden avenue in front of him suddenly disappeared, leaving only a man holding a gun, looking at him with indifferent eyes.
Becky found that his vision was tilting, and everything in his eyes was falling rapidly to one side. Then, he felt as if his body had hit something, and a heartbreaking pain followed.
He reached out to touch his chest and felt warm liquid. He stretched out his hand in front of his face and saw a bright red color.
He saw a pair of leather boots coming from the side, and kicked the Cyric flintlock he had left beside him into the distance.
Then he saw a familiar face and moved closer to his face, as if to confirm his identity.
"You made me admire you. Tiger." Wes stood up and looked at Tiger. The smile on his face was full of fun: "You really shot without hesitation."
"I owe Mr. Tang Mo." Tiger felt a little distressed for the two bullets he had just knocked out. Looking at Becky who was lying on the ground bleeding, he asked: "Killing him like this will not let Sirik." Be vigilant, right?"
"It all depends on your next steps." Wes pointed at Becky, who was on the ground with only one breath left: "Anyway, your order to me is to shut this guy up forever."
"He must not be able to speak." Tiger looked at Becky whose lungs were punctured and could not be treated in this era. He shook his head and said, "But we should wait until he is completely rested before leaving."
"You're right." Wes pulled out the pistol from his waist and pointed it at Becky, who was still breathing on the ground: "You have shown your loyalty. I haven't completed my mission yet."
After saying that, he pulled the trigger: "Bang!"
"Does this count as boarding a pirate ship?" Tiger asked knowingly as he looked at Weiss who had taken another shot.
"Watch your wording. What is a pirate ship? I have found the master, okay?" Weiss put the gun back into his waist and made a gesture of invitation: "Come to help me?"
"Damn it, what if you made the body so disgusting and soiled my pants?" Tiger said as he stepped forward and picked up Becky's feet.
Wes carefully grabbed Becky's shoulders and dragged his heavy body to the large hole that had been dug in the bushes.
"One, two, three!" The two counted softly together, then let go at the same time and threw Becky's body into the pit.
Then each of them grabbed a shovel inserted next to the big hole, and each started filling the big hole with soil.
On the other side, at the southern end of the Vicious Forest, on the edge of a piece of wasteland that Tang Mo had just purchased, a man covered in dust was digging a big hole with a shovel.
Behind him, Tang Mo was looking at a land deed in his hand. This was the proof of the land he had purchased from the mayor. With this document, he finally connected his land with the Vicious Forest.
From now on, there will be only one master south of the Malicious Forest and all the way to the northern suburbs of Bunas.
The guardian knight Tang Mo is the legal owner of this land, the master of this land.
"I don't have time to waste on boring things like watching executions." After confirming that the terms of the document were as he expected, Tang Mo rolled up the land deed and said to Roger beside him: "Give him two more minutes... …”
After hearing what Tang Mo said, Redman pulled out the pistol from his waist and pointed it at the man digging the hole.
"It's not rude to come back without reciprocating..." Tang Mo muttered in a low voice, turning around and ignoring the idiot in the pit: "We must also find some trouble for Cyric...otherwise they will definitely come. They’re looking for trouble for us!”
