In the era before Detective Pinkenton appeared and Tariq was not ready to develop the West, the Vanderlyn Gang led by Dutch was the most "powerful" gang in the entire West. The reason why double quotation marks are added is because there is an essential difference between the Vanderlin Gang and those contemporary gangs such as the "Nord Family" and "Alinka Gang" - they are cowboys.
Yes, cowboy. In fact, as early as decades ago, the entire word cowboy was gradually forgotten by the West. After all, it is difficult for even humans to survive in the West, let alone animals. But no one knows why, the Western sharpshooter Dutch Vanderlyn chose to put on a cowboy hat and form a gang as a cowboy.
As the leader of the first gang, Dutch naturally has a unique personality charm and tough methods. He is like a cunning but bold fox, able to maintain the maverick attitude of a cowboy while being tactful at the same time. His Vanderlin Gang never kills women, children, old and young, and does not harm any family. They robbed trains, robbed banks, and robbed prisoners, and used the money they earned to support the adopted women, children, and children.
Back then, gangs were like the vultures of the West, a synonym for disaster. Where other gangs had plundered, only bones and remains remained, as well as the girls who had been kidnapped and plundered. No one thought this was wrong, because in the West, the law of the jungle was the only rule. And Dutch can lead the Vanderlin Gang with a bunch of oil bottles to break out in this environment. There is no doubt about his strength and ability.
However, such a person has a "shortcoming" that I don't know how to describe. Dutch's nickname is the Idea King of the West.
At any given time, Dutch would always have a flash of inspiration and find a new idea that would scare others. During a bank robbery, he once set fire to a septic tank in the area to create momentum for his escape. As a result, all the active people in the next town also hunted them down. When I was robbing the train, I was very imaginative and prepared to pry off a section of the track to see if I could stop the train. As a result, the derailed train almost drifted and killed Arthur who was standing beside him.
Over the years, what Arthur feared most was not the sound of Detective Pinkerton's gunshot, nor the inexplicable pain in his chest. What he fears most is that during a certain mission, Dutch suddenly said those words to him excitedly.
"I have a plan."
"This woman has no abilities and no guns. I have regained some of my strength."
Leaning next to Arthur's ear, Dutch whispered: "I saw our gun, right next to the stone pillar. After a while, I will make a sound to attract her attention. You go directly to get the gun to control her. Let's run first and use This woman trades for John.”
"Is this reliable?"
Arthur frowned and said hesitantly: "Can they trade John for this woman?"
"Sure, trust me."
Dutch glanced at Eluma, and then said firmly: "Although the man just now was merciless in his words, all his little actions behind his back were very intimate, and he unconsciously leaned against her when walking. It feels so natural when holding hands, the relationship between these two people is definitely extraordinary."
"You have used all your observation skills on this."
Arthur complained mercilessly, and then asked in a low voice, as if he was convinced: "When will we take action?"
"Wait, wait while this woman chats with that child, her attention will relax."
"Sister Eluma, what's wrong with you?"
On the stone pier not far away, Qingglai, who had been freed from most of his restraints, sat on the stone and looked curiously at Eluma in front of him. For some reason, Eluma, who was chatting happily with her just now, suddenly looked startled, and the corners of her mouth suddenly raised slightly, as if she was in a better mood.
"Ah, it's okay."
Eluma smiled and pressed her fingers quietly. Not far away, the black fog quietly shifted a little behind Arthur and Dutch, who were standing upright, and nodded towards Eluma in a very anthropomorphic manner.
Forget it, let's beat him unconscious, otherwise Zhou Li might get beaten up like that when he comes back.
The innocent and kind-hearted Eluma made a decision in her heart. She touched Qing Glaze's head, stood up, smiled and said to Qing Glaze: "Xiao Qing Glaze, sister has to deal with something, please wait for me."
"well?"
Qing Glaze was stunned for a moment, then nodded obediently, "Okay, I'll wait for you."
"Did she notice something?"
Seeing Eluma standing up suddenly, Dutch looked shocked. Before Arthur could say anything to stop him, Dutch looked hard, and the temperament of the boss of the Vanderlin Gang emerged spontaneously.
"action!"
A voice full of wisdom sounded, and Dutch turned over with a kite, stepped on his feet, and rushed towards Eluma not far away. Arthur's eyes widened, looking at Dutch's heroic figure flying into the air, and the black mist holding his arms behind him.
well? ?
Black fog? ! ? ? ?
Arthur suddenly realized something was wrong. The next second, he watched in horror as the strange but gentle black mist grabbed the ground and threw Dutch straight up to the ground. Along with the rumbling sound, Dutch kept twitching in a large pit, rolled his eyes, and passed out.
"Well…"
When Eluma cast a kind look at Arthur with a gentle smile, Arthur looked at Dutch who was unconscious not far away, smacked his lips, raised his head and let out a long sigh. He directly picked up a stone from the side that had collapsed after Dutch's violent exercise, lifted it, and dropped it.
Arthur, who was knocked unconscious by the stone, happily collapsed beside John. He was not thrown to the earth, nor was he captured by the strange black fog.
Smashed with stones, faint and undefined mystery.
"This gentleman is very self-conscious."
Looking at the unconscious Arthur, Eluma waved, and the black mist slowly fell on her hand, obediently staying by her side like a guardian spirit. Instead of being frightened by this, Qing Glaze on the side approached the black mist with starry eyes and said excitedly:
"Sister Eluma, what is this? It's so cute."
This sentence shocked Kurogiri. She believed that human beings have freedom in their quirks, but humans who think Kurogiri is cute may be a little too liberal.
"Her name is Xiaobai."
Obviously, although Eluma does not have Qing Glaze's unique quirks, her love of equality for all beings shines brightly all the time. She touched the black mist and said with a chuckle: "She is my partner, she is a very cute child."
Looking at the pitch black mist in front of him, but named Xiaobai, Qing Glaze not only didn't feel anything was wrong, but instead matched Eluma's brainwaves. The two began to have a pleasant conversation under the black mist, but they did not know that at this time, the black mist had already fallen into a state of self-doubt.
How could she find me? !
How did she know I was "her"? ? ?
Kurogiri has never hidden that she is self-intelligent, but the problem is that she has been trying hard to act as a "conscious force". But for some reason, Eluma realized that she had a soul of her own, a gender and a will. But the problem was that she didn't understand how Eluma knew this.
You know, Zhou Li didn't even realize that she was a woman!
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"Need proof?"
After noticing that Arthur and others were awake for less than three minutes, Zhou Li looked at his wrist, then raised his head and said to the uncertain magician in front of him: "I will show you some evidence, such as a child, or a silver I can show you the tickets Jue gave me if you want."
"No."
The magician squeezed out two words through his teeth. He raised his head and said to Zhou Li, "I will verify it in my own way."
"So what if you found it? I mean, what would you do if you found the answer you already had in your mind?"
Facing Zhou Li's inquiry, the always decisive magician hesitated rarely. After a long while, he turned his right hand over, and a white tarot card engraved with a magic circle fell into Zhou Li's hand.
"If it's really what you say, I'll get in touch."
The magician pointed to the tarot card and said to Zhou Li: "Use it, and you can also contact me."
After leaving these words, the magician threw out three tarot cards, and the smoke slowly rose. The magician took a deep look at Zhou Li, and then disappeared into the smoke with the detective and the tower. ,
"Looking forward to your call."
Zhou Li didn't bother too much. He glanced at Yinjue's guards who were playing an imbecile game of one, two, and three, and asked kindly: "Do you need me to issue two invoices to Yinjue?"
"no, I'm fine."
Realizing that he was involved in a shocking conspiracy, the captain of the escort waved his hands repeatedly and said with a pale smile: "We didn't hear anything, so get out of here and won't disturb you anymore."
"What's wrong with this? We're not carrying anyone behind our backs. And who told you that Yin Jue really wants to kill your boss?"
Zhou Li waved his hand angrily and said perfunctorily: "I was the one who lied to that person just now. We can't beat him even if we are tied together. How can he leave without telling these things? You guys are really annoying. Yes, no wonder he is so skilled at playing this low-energy game of one, two, and three."
"You said it, you said it."
The captain of the escort did not refute, nor did he think Zhou Li was arrogant. Although Zhou Li was indeed a bit talkative when he spoke, he didn't put on airs, he just had a bad mouth. Just like a natural conversation between two friends, the captain of the escort team unconsciously lowered his guard. After all, he is a brave man, why do he want to be a platinum man?
"After you go back, if Yin Jue asks, don't forget to explain everything that happened. Otherwise, I will have to explain to him, which will be very troublesome."
Zhou Li looked at Torea and the others on the side, and asked, "How are you doing? Have you recovered?"
"alright."
Torea nodded, and then said to Zhou Li with some shame: "I'm really sorry for causing you trouble."
"Hi."
Zhou Li waved his hand, scratched his head, and said boldly: "It's really a big trouble."
"you…"
Azi on the side was dumbfounded. Tolea also knew Zhou Li's temperament. It would be a big problem if he suddenly became serious and stopped laughing with you. She breathed a sigh of relief, and followed Zhou Li while supporting Don Quixote, who was dodged to the waist by the recoil of the minigun and the helper.
"Zhou Li, is what you just said true?"
On the way, Lin Zi walked up to Zhou Li and asked him curiously.
"What really?"
Zhou Li, who was studying vodka, looked at Lin Zi and said in confusion: "You mean I'm a six-eared macaque?"
"Isn't it already a custom for you to use weird humor to make jokes that none of us understand?"
After calmly complaining about Zhou Li, Lin Zi asked him again: "You just said that Yinjue wants to kill Zimu, is it true?"
"I have no idea."
To Ah Zi's surprise, Zhou Li shook his head and gave this answer.
"well?"
AhZi sighed in surprise, and then asked doubtfully: "How could you not know?"
"I'm not omniscient. How can I know everything?"
Zhou Li stretched out his finger and poked Ah Zi's forehead, "What I just said was almost 99% nonsense. That child doesn't have any Yin Jue mark at all. She is a complete black market child."
"ah?"
Ah Zi was stunned for a moment, and then asked quickly: "Then isn't what you said false? Yin Jue didn't want to kill Zimu at all?"
"Ah."
Zhou Li laughed, and while Lin Zi, Torea and Don Quixote looked puzzled, he said to them: "Do you know why I like to communicate with smart people?"
"Because they know everything?"
"No."
Zhou Li shook his head and said calmly: "Because smart people like to figure out others and make up for everything."
"What smart people like to do most is to use their smart brains to guess smarter people. Just like the magician just now, what I said was obviously vague, but once it got involved with Yin Jue , he began to automatically draw all the clues closer to Yin Jue. Because Yin Jue was smarter than him, he was afraid that Yin Jue was setting a trap, so he overreacted and automatically made up for what I said."
Looking at the people in front of him with their mouths open and shocked expressions, Zhou Li asked in confusion: "The first day you met me?"
"He was a gift from God, and you deceived him like this?"
Feeling the strange power contained in the magician's body, Don Quixote and Torea naturally knew that he was a god-given professional. Don Quixote leaned against Torreya's soft body and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "He is a God-given professional with intelligence, and he was deceived by you like this?"
"Don Quixote-san, watch your words."
Zhou Li's face condensed and he said seriously: "Cheating means that I use things that will never happen to harm others. I did not deceive the magician, nor did I deceive the Silver Lord Guards."
"ah?"
Azi's face paused for a moment. She seemed to have noticed something. She covered her mouth and asked in a low voice in shock: "You can't really..."
"The underground black market's net profit in a year is almost half of Mosk's tax revenue. I'm not greedy, so is that still me?"
Zhou Li smiled, with that familiar smile, the smile that made the God of Death die and the Goddess of Life go crazy.
"Indeed, Yin Jue has nothing to do with that child. I don't know if he wants to kill Zimu. However, if Yin Jue's mark is found on that child, Yin Jue actually sent someone to find out about Zi Mu and me recently. , if his escort starts to look at him with eager eyes..."
"Isn't what I said true?"
