Riding a beloved horse through the forest, the dappled sunlight gave an incomprehensible elegance to the woods. Old John pulled out a wrinkled letter from his arms and slowly unfolded.

"Dear Kent:"

"If you can see this letter, it means that God has not taken you away, then you should also consider what we have discussed before."

"You can't stay back forever, don't you really want to wait until the day when bad news comes, and then regret what you did?"

"My father is very old. He fell down some time ago. Now he can't continue to do anything. He can only move a short distance every day. He looks very poor ..."

"Although he never said anything to us, we all know that he is very guilty and regrets everything he has done to you."

"For his sake that he is about to go to see God, all my family and I ask you, if you can, come back and see him, even if only for a few days ..."

The letter wasn't long, but the content made Old John a little ... worried.

John is his name after he became a gold digger, used to cover his real name. When he was young, he left the house after arguing with his father because of ideas, and vowed that he could use his hands even without the support of his family. Strive for a future for yourself.

Obviously, he overestimated his own abilities and underestimated the reality of the society. When he had no choice but to go home to admit his failure, he became a gold digger.

It was the best time for gold diggers. People said that there were countless wealth hidden in the wilderness of the west. He really believed that, from the day he set foot in the west, it was more than ten years. (As mentioned earlier, John is not really old)

In these long years, he has almost forgotten his past, forgot that there was such an old man who was always unkind to him, mocked his dream, and refused his request.

It wasn't until a few years ago that he came across his brother who was looking for him by accident, and he had a new contact with his family. At the same time, he also knew that his family never gave up looking for him.

As long as his brother is free, he will come to the west, because before he came to the west, he told his former colleague that he would come to the west to seek wealth.

For such a clueless clue, every city in the west has footprints left by his family just to find him.

Because he was young when he was young, he was unwilling to go back, but just wanted to prove to his father that all his ideas were right, and he would definitely be the person he wanted to be.

Now he does n’t want to go back. He has no face to go back. Even if he does n’t want to admit it, he has to admit that he is wrong, his father is right.

Sometimes things are easy to pick up, but difficult to put down.

Recalling the pale past in his memory, the old John put the letter back into the letter and fitted it tightly.

The killing during this time and the subtle changes in the camp made him feel agitated, especially the injured leg has been warning him that the gold digger is not a dream-innocent profession.

Perhaps one day, if he is not careful, he will throw his life in this wilderness, and no one will even know what happened to him and where he died.

The gold mine is too tempting,

The hand holding the reins was a little white, and the internal struggle was very fierce. After a while, he sighed.

Bring back some more ore this time, and go home for 5,000 or 5,000 yuan. The money may not be much, but at least it can open a small shop in your hometown.

Suddenly he looked up at the bushes on one side and reached up to raise the shotgun. Under his gaze, a rabbit popped out of the bushes and stopped.

After observing the old John for a while, the muzzle was slightly downward, but suddenly he raised the muzzle and fired at the bushes.

Isn't this always the case in the movie, the guy who was hiding accidentally made a sound, and then didn't know where a bird came from, or ran a rabbit or a cat, etc., making people think that no one was there that.

After the shot, there was no murmur, no one forced to hum and hum, pretending that others could not hear, and there was no sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

He quickly reloaded and refilled a bullet. His extremely skilled backhand inserted the shotgun into the holster of the saddle. He grabbed the reins with both hands and shook it hard. Someone would come over soon after the sound of the gun went out. Check it out.

He went into the mountain this time alone, and he knows what the gold diggers are doing. Even if he is the one who meets the order, he will have some unfriendly ideas.

On the canopy 30 meters away, a guy with oil paint on his face raised his gun, and the muzzle protruded from the canopy ...

Old John's greasy horns swayed from the wind in his ears, and the wind filled his ears with sharp tinnitus. Time seemed to be tired, and he wanted to take a break at this moment.

The bullet twirled with his cyclone slowly approaching his temple. He had tried hard to avoid it, but his slow movement speed couldn't help it.

At this moment, his heart was calm, and maybe from the day he came to the west, he knew he would end like this.

Everyone is trading their lives for money. Some people are dead, some are about to die. No one can break free of this iron law.

Thinking of the person he killed before, Old John no longer tries to avoid, but finds it funny and ridiculous. This may be an endless cycle.

He killed many people, now it's his turn.

The bullet was slowly embedded in his flesh. He thought it would hurt, but he didn't have the pain he imagined, and he didn't even feel the pain.

The flesh crushed by the rotating bullet flew over the corner of the eye, the skull cracked, and the bullet was blocked for a moment ...

"Sorry ..." At the end of his life, the old John just wanted to say an apology that could never be said.

The next second, the entire skull was lifted out.

The second shot rang, and the bird above the woods was stunned by the first shot. The flying bird hovering over the lair was again frightened, and quickly flew to the distance. A nearby procession suddenly stopped and turned its horse head toward the sound of the gun. Fast moving place.

Seven or eight minutes later, the team came to the place where the sound of gunfire sounded. After searching for a while, they found an old John with a foot hanging on the stable.

Several people in the team immediately raised their shotguns to alert, one of them rolled over and walked to the side of Old John, pulled his foot out of the stable, then squatted down to check the injury, and then searched.

"One shot ... everything is there, the other party may not have gone far, be careful." The man checking the body pulled out John's kerchief, untied it, and then pulled out everything from him, including That letter.

In fact, gold rushers often encounter such things. These people are also gold rushers and know how to deal with the current situation.

They took out all valuable things from Old John and packed them, hung them on Old John's horse, and led Old John's horse to leave the place quickly.

Such assassinations continue to occur in the Yagul Mountains, and a gunshot will sound from time to time. The gold rushers on the road did not find anything too unusual until the end of the rotation, and they exited from the mountain. For a moment.

The gold prospectors returning from the mountains talked about the sacks of gold ore and sent them to the recycle bin in exchange for a lot of cash. Now the only thing they need to do is carnival.

Gold mines are always one of the favorite things of gold prospectors. A small piece of gold ore can be exchanged for a large amount of banknotes, so that they can experience the joy of being a gold prospector and the value of their existence.

With money, gold diggers flocked to nearby entertainment venues, with the bar as the most attractive place. Here you can buy drunk, you can find skilled women, and you can exchange ideas and exchange information.

Almost everything the gold diggers need can be found here.

In the evening, the largest bar in the West End suddenly boiled. Some people claimed that Eagle Eye was dead, which made the gold prospectors in the bar very dissatisfied.

Eagle Eye is the most famous legendary gold digger in the Western District. This is no longer a title, a symbol, and a spirit.

Now, there is an artificial rumor that he is dead?

The young man with blue nose and swollen face was approached by a few strong men at the corner, and surrounded by people around him, all of them scolded and cursed the rumor.

"Boy, listen, if you don't want to die in a stinky ditch in the middle of the night, it is best to kneel down and apologize for your stupid behavior!"

The little man covered his bulging cheeks and said vaguely, "I did not make rumors or lie. Really, Hawkeye was dead and his body was brought back ..."

There was a moment of silence in the bar, and a strong man yelled, "It's impossible, Eagle Eye can't die. Last time, a dozen people killed him without success, and he was even more likely to die in the mountains ..."

"But the body has been brought back ..."

Eagle Eye is dead?

The people in the bar were silent ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ They may not be familiar with Hawkeye and may not have said a word, but Hawkeye is the object that everyone admires. He is alive, Every gold digger in the Western District feels uplifted.

His legendary story, his legendary encounter, and his terrible marksmanship, to a large extent, the eagle eye symbolizes the ideal state of the gold digger.

It's not just Eagle Eye. Most people who have been called "Legendary Gold Diggers" are like this. They set an example for all gold diggers and point out a direction. They are the living future, the hope of living!

But now, someone tells them that this benchmark, role model, future, and hope are ... dead?

Everyone has a day to face death, although everyone knows it.

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