Zhang Heng wasn't interested in playing with Cook in a western movie, where they stood ten steps away from each other and fired at each other passionately.
Although this kind of thing sounded very stylish.
Zhang Heng didn't think that his marksmanship was necessarily worse than Cook's, but the environment in which the two practiced marksmanship was different. Zhang Heng learned from Simon, and he was better at long-range sniping than the quick gunfight between western cowboys.
In fact, even if Zhang Heng was good at drawing a gun and firing quickly, he wouldn't use the Filter Lens unless it was absolutely necessary to compete with Cook in terms of hand speed.
No matter how good you were at this kind of thing, there would always be people who were faster than you.
Because no matter how fast you were, there would always be people in this world who were faster than you.
Besides, Zhang Heng estimated that Cook's call for a duel might not be true. There was an 80% chance that he was hiding something. But now, none of this mattered.
Zhang Heng had no intention of dueling from the beginning.
After cleanly taking care of the three people outside the house, he leaned against the wall and knocked on the door with the butt of his gun to attract Cook's attention. After taking care of the only two light sources, he quickly went around to the back of the house and directly used the Rock Climbing skill to climb to the second floor.
Judging from the layout around him, he should have entered Wendy's room.
However, unlike other girls' rooms, there weren't many dolls in it. Instead, there were many wooden ponies and knights.
Zhang Heng also heard Cook's shout. He didn't stay in the room for too long. He gently pushed the door open, walked along the corridor, and came to the stairs. With the Filter Lens, he could see everything below.
Zhang Heng picked up the Winchester rifle in his hand and ended the battle cleanly.
The whole process took less than a minute.
Cook didn't know where the fatal bullet came from until he died.
…
"Please allow me to express my gratitude to you. You saved the lives of our family."
Because it was very late, Zhang Heng spent the night at Matthew's house.
The next morning, when everyone sat at the table, Matthew mentioned what happened last night, his face full of gratitude.
"Oh, you're welcome. I was just fulfilling the contract between me and the employer." Zhang Heng took a sip of milk. "After all, only the employer can pay me."
"What contract?" Matthew was a little surprised.
"This …" Zhang Heng put down the cup and took out the contract that Wendy had signed with him before they left.
Matthew took the contract and glanced at it. "Eighty dollars for the reward, twenty dollars for the debt, and a good horse... No problem. I can pay you now."
"That couldn't be better." Zhang Heng raised his glass again. "… Happy working with you."
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Wendy suddenly said, "Wait."
"What's wrong? Do you have any more questions?" Zhang Heng asked.
Wendy's luck was pretty good. When she was shot in the left hand, the bullet only grazed her bone. After getting a doctor to treat it, it was not a big deal. It would only leave a scar. Her mother was worried that it would affect her future marriage, but Wendy herself did not care.
"That contract is wrong," Wendy said solemnly.
"Do you want to go back on your word?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.
"No, you left something behind." Wendy said, "I said that as long as you help my father solve the Cook Gang, I will give you half of the ranch land and the cattle on the land." She looked at her father as she said, "Can I make the decision, Dad?"
"Well …" Matthew thought about it. "I'm not at home, and you are my eldest daughter. So this also means … you can dispose of our family assets according to your needs. Congratulations, Mr. Zhang Heng. You are now a rancher in Lincoln County. In fact, I bought too much land when I bought it. I can't manage such a large area by myself. It should be more suitable if it is divided into two ranches." Matthew raised his glass.
"Are you sure?" Zhang Heng put down the knife and fork in his hand. Although he was not a good person like Shen Xixi, he was too lazy to take advantage of a little kid. So, he did not take Wendy's promise to heart.
"Of course," Cook said. "You said that the Cook Gang was basically wiped out, but a few of them escaped. Now that Cook is dead, I don't think the Cook Gang can make a comeback. However, there is still a possibility that the few who escaped will come back for revenge. With a good gunman like you as our neighbor, we can feel more at ease. Am I right, Jane?" Cook looked at his wife.
The latter nodded and smiled at Zhang Heng. "Matthew is right. What happened last night was terrible. If you hadn't arrived in time, I don't think I would still be sitting here this morning. I hope you can stay, and we can take care of each other."
However, Zhang Heng's face showed a touch of embarrassment when he heard this. "That, actually … I don't know how to raise cattle."
"I don't care. I can teach you," Matthew said readily. "Also, equestrian skills. I've heard Wendy talk about you before. I dare not say that I'm the best equestrian, but at least within a hundred miles, there should be no one who knows horses better than me. Before that, I can continue to raise your herd of cows here."
"Isn't that a little too generous?" Zhang Heng asked.
"Compared to what you have done for us, what I can give in return is insignificant," Matthew said sincerely.
…
After breakfast, the old cowboy and the drunkard sheriff came to the ranch together.
Before they arrived, the drunkard sheriff began to shout, "Where is Cook? Where is Cook's body?"
"In the barn, sheriff," Matthew said.
However, the drunkard sheriff was no longer in a hurry. He turned over and dismounted, glanced at Zhang Heng on the other side, and snorted. "Did you kill him?"
"Yes, sheriff."
"Don't be so smug, Easterner. The reason why Cook is still alive is that I have never come forward to hunt him down. Back then, I could take down five people with one gun," the drunkard sheriff said while taking another sip of whiskey.
At this time, Wendy couldn't help but say, "Zhang Heng can kill ten people with one gun. I saw it with my own eyes."
"…"
The drunkard sheriff was speechless for a long time. After all, this was the thing he was most proud of, and he bragged about it to everyone he met. However, he was killed by Zhang Heng in this matter.
"Everyone is different. You will know when you grow up, little girl." The drunkard sheriff finally found such an excuse for himself. He then looked at Zhang Heng and coughed twice, "Since you killed Cook, let's forget about the previous unpleasantness. On behalf of the residents of Lincoln County, I welcome you to settle here. You can stay here as long as you want, but remember, don't cause trouble. It doesn't matter if you fight, but if someone dies, I will arrest you without mercy."
"No one is more law-abiding than I am, sheriff," Zhang Heng said.
"Very well, let's go and see Cook's body now. However, the person sent by the higher-ups to verify his identity will not arrive until two weeks later. Once it is confirmed that this is Cook, you can come to me to receive your reward."
"Is there a reward?" Zhang Heng thought for a while and said, "I don't think I've seen a similar reward outside the police station."
"The Cook Gang has been notorious for years, and they have a large number of members. Ordinary local armed forces can't do anything to them. Because of fear of their revenge, the town doesn't dare to post their bounty. However, there is indeed a bounty, and it's quite a lot … Damn it, why don't I have such good luck? If Cook were in front of me, I would definitely shoot that old bastard into a hornet's nest," the drunkard sheriff complained.
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