"Sheriff, I saw his accomplice. Should I shoot him?" Jonathan shouted nervously from the rock wall.
"Of course not, you idiot. She is only twelve years old. Do you want to go to the gallows? Put away your gun and get down," the sheriff said.
"Yes, sheriff." Jonathan breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly climbed down.
Zhang Heng did not remove the knife from the sheriff's neck.
"Give them your gun," the sheriff snorted again.
So Jonathan handed the rifle to Wendy.
"Are you satisfied now?" the sheriff asked coldly.
Zhang Heng nodded. "But you may not be satisfied with what I'm going to do next."
The sheriff seemed to have thought of something, and his expression changed. "How dare you?"
However, as soon as he said this, a gunshot sounded. The sheriff then saw his beloved white horse lying in a pool of blood.
"Sorry, I have to make sure that you don't catch up with me again. After all, I don't really want to go to the police station for coffee." Zhang Heng did not stop there. He killed Jonathan's horse as well.
The sheriff had a pained look on his face. "Then, why don't you kill your old horse and ride my good horse?"
"Because … I want to?" After brutally murdering the two poor, hard-working animals, Zhang Heng searched the sheriff and Jonathan before putting away the revolver in his hand.
He first picked up the gun he dropped on the ground, then took the rifle from Wendy.
Wendy saw that Zhang Heng was still holding out his hand. She reluctantly returned the revolver that Zhang Heng had given her earlier.
"Can you give me the sheriff's gun?" Wendy asked in a low voice.
"No, I don't want to be shot in the back by one of my own," Zhang Heng said. "You have never learned how to shoot at all. Why do you want a gun?"
"I've seen my dad hunt. I know how to use a gun, and I just subdued a deputy sheriff."
"He's not a deputy sheriff anymore." The sheriff was obviously dissatisfied that his deputy was knocked down by a twelve-year-old girl.
"You shouldn't blame him, Chief. It's not his fault. He just picked the wrong opponent."
Wendy looked like a winner. After that, she said to Zhang Heng eagerly, "That kid named Joseph also has a horse. Should we go back and kill it too?"
"There's no need to go through all that trouble. If there's only one horse, they won't dare to chase after us. Am I right, Sheriff?"
"I won't let the horse go just like that, kid." The sheriff warned, "I may not be able to take you to court, but that's not my only means."
"Really? But I can send you to court," Zhang Heng said.
"…"
"Either that, or you tell me what secret you have with the child's father. I can give you a gun for you to defend yourself. It's quite a long walk back to Glen Town. "
"For your own good, you should listen to me and take this kid home," the sheriff said. "They won't hurt Matthew, but not you."
"Who are they?" Zhang Heng asked.
"That's all I can tell you." The sheriff closed his mouth after he finished speaking, making it clear that he did not want to say another word.
"I hate people who only say half of what they say." Wendy frowned.
"Me too, but it's undeniable that he did reveal some useful information. At least now we know that your father's disappearance is related to a group of people. They obviously know each other. Your father went to meet them, and it's likely that he voluntarily left with them. And this group of people should be quite dangerous. He's right. Maybe you shouldn't have come out to look for your father in the first place."
"You can't be 100% sure about that," Wendy said.
"Yes."
"This means that my father may still be in danger. And you also said that those people are not good people. They might do anything."
"Maybe." Zhang Heng also admitted that Wendy's speculation was not unreasonable.
"Then I'm going to keep looking," Wendy said. She then asked Zhang Heng, "Are you afraid?"
"I haven't felt fear for a long time," Zhang Heng replied.
"So, you want to take the opportunity to increase your reward?"
"No, just now, I have a reason to pursue this matter. Now, whether you pay me or not, I will not give up on this matter." Zhang Heng shook his head.
"Why?"
It was difficult for Zhang Heng to explain the main mission to Wendy. He had just accidentally obtained a clue that seemed to be related to the Lucky Horseshoe, so Wendy's request was equivalent to overlapping with his main mission.
"Just think of it as me having nothing better to do."
"Then I can't go back. I can help you if I'm by your side," Wendy said.
"I doubt it," Zhang Heng said. Having said that, he couldn't deny that Wendy was actually useful. Although her combat power was negligible, Zhang Heng had never met Matthew before. Bringing her around would make it easier for him to look for his father. What's more, with the relationship between Wendy and Matthew, he might be able to reduce some of the danger.
However, Wendy's ability to cause trouble was also very strong. She was not a brat. In fact, compared to other brats of the same age, Wendy was precocious. This child's temper was also the most stubborn Zhang Heng had ever seen.
The two had not spent much time together, but her ability to cause trouble had given Zhang Heng a headache.
However, Zhang Heng did not force Wendy to go back. Unlike the sheriff, Zhang Heng knew very well that even if he used force to send Wendy home, she would definitely find a way to escape again. She might even start thinking about this matter halfway.
Instead of that, it was better to keep her by his side. At least, he could keep an eye on her, lest she caused any more trouble.
So Zhang Heng did not say anything more. He just said to Wendy, "Let's go. We've been delayed for so long. We have to make it back in time."
After that, he handed his loaded revolver to the sheriff. Under the latter's unfriendly gaze, Zhang Heng took out a box of bullets and threw it behind a rock wall.
"You're welcome."
After that, he rode on Radish, who was eating grass on the side. Radish did not know that Zhang Heng's horsemanship was not good enough, and it had just escaped death. When it saw Zhang Heng clamping his legs on its abdomen, it reluctantly looked at the grass in front of it and set off on its journey.
Wendy, on the other hand, rode on Lightning and followed behind Zhang Heng obediently.
"Tell me more about your father," Zhang Heng said without looking back while observing the rock walls on both sides, carefully watching out for ambushes.
"Okay, Mr. Zhang."
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