Chapter 125

Inside the noisy bar, the door was kicked open with a bang.

Stepping in with cowboy boots that clicked with the sound of rotating gears, the sheriff immediately asked, "Where is the guy causing trouble?"

As the sheriff finished speaking, everyone turned to look at Zhang Cheng, who was standing in front of the bar.

"Buddy, I'm a good guy. Do you believe me?"

Looking at the sheriff with a smile on his face, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but explain.

To express his "goodwill," Zhang Cheng didn't even rest his hand on the revolver at his waist.

Don't ask him why he didn't do that; the answer is that Brother Crow and Ye Guohuan never taught him how to play with a revolver!

"Are you the one causing trouble in my town?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng before him, the sheriff bit down on his cigar, exhaling a thick cloud of smoke.

Seeing Zhang Cheng's appearance, the deputies behind the sheriff burst into laughter.

Because Zhang Cheng looked like a guy who had just made a little money and wanted to play cowboy, but he had forgotten that this was across the ocean, not the decaying Great Qing Empire!

Here, they were the superior ones!

"I advise you not to get too close to me, because if I get angry, you'll really be in a difficult spot!"

Looking at the sheriff with a smile, Zhang Cheng slowly curled his lips.

"Difficult spot? If it's difficult, then don't bother. Come back with me now, otherwise I'll charge you with assaulting—"

Just as the sheriff finished speaking, Zhang Cheng backhanded his dagger from his waist and pierced the sheriff's throat, saying, "I told you, don't get so close to me. Are you a descendant of the deaf?"

"Clatter!"

As the dagger was pulled out, fresh blood splattered onto his clothes.

Looking at his "brand new" cowboy outfit turning into this, Zhang Cheng cursed under his breath, "I hate you guys the most. You have no idea how much effort it takes for me to strip someone's clothes!"

Staring at Zhang Cheng in shock, the deputies immediately roared and prepared to draw their guns.

But at this moment, the Death Korps of Krieg soldier beside him drew an entrenching tool and charged forward.

"Clatter!"

A gunshot rang out, and a deputy who hadn't even had time to aim was stunned, for his arm had been severed.

"Ah! Fuck, my hand!"

Amidst the screams, the deputy wailed.

Zhang Cheng threw his dagger backhanded, piercing the deputy's brow, then drew his Colt revolver and pulled the trigger rapidly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The moment the gunshots rang out, the bar owner and the customers began to flee.

Because here, you don't have to know who the president is, but you must know that when a gun goes off, you have to hide immediately!

After a brief firefight, the smoke cleared.

"Damn! That hurts like hell!"

Holding his wounded shoulder as he stood up, Zhang Cheng kicked a table aside and approached the deputy who had shot him, pointing his gun at the man's head.

"Don't, don't kill me!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in terror, the deputy had no strength left to resist.

"Boom! Boom!"

Pulling the trigger repeatedly, Zhang Cheng shattered the man's head like a ripe melon.

Looking at the Krieg soldier beside him, Zhang Cheng was dumbfounded.

Because apart from being stained with a bit of blood, the soldier wasn't injured at all.

Having experienced two worlds, his physique had now reached the peak of a "normal person."

Yet even so, Zhang Cheng had only managed to hit two people at the cost of a gunshot wound to his shoulder.

But the Krieg soldier, wielding only an entrenching tool, had single-handedly taken down three deputies.

"No wonder these guys dare to charge at Greater Daemons, Orks, and Necrons..."

Thinking that even a mere soldier was this powerful, if a Commissar came, wouldn't they just use a chainsword to mow down the whole world?

Approaching the bar, Zhang Cheng slapped the counter and said, "Drink!"

Trembling as he raised his hands, the bar owner looked at Zhang Cheng and said, "Buddy, don't kill me!"

"Don't worry, I won't kill you!"

Looking at the bar owner with a smile, Zhang Cheng picked up the liquor and poured it directly onto his wound. As the burning pain spread, Zhang Cheng's face twisted into a grimace.

Using the tweezers provided by the bar owner to extract the bullet, Zhang Cheng bandaged the wound with a clean cloth.

Watching Zhang Cheng's movements as he treated his wound, the bar owner was terrified.

Because a ruthless man like this was likely a monster with a bounty of over a thousand dollars!

After finishing, Zhang Cheng stared at the owner and said, "Sorry for the trouble in your bar, but your customers provoked me here. Shouldn't you provide some compensation?"

Staring at Zhang Cheng in shock, the bar owner fell silent.

Because he couldn't understand how such words could come out of Zhang Cheng's mouth.

"Hurry up and give me the damn money!"

Slamming his revolver onto the table, Zhang Cheng roared.

"Clatter!"

Backhanding a money box onto the table, the bar owner didn't dare to say a word.

"I'm starting to like you!"

Saying this with a smile, Zhang Cheng turned his head to look at the Krieg soldier who was checking his weapon and said, "Eliminate all witnesses here!"

"What? No, you can't do this!"

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Staring at Zhang Cheng in shock, the bar owner hadn't even finished his sentence before the Krieg soldier raised his gun.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Continuous gunshots rang out. Just as Zhang Cheng stepped outside, the street was completely empty.

Looking at the cleared street, Zhang Cheng lowered his cowboy hat.

Because he was now certain of one thing: he was "hot"!

If judged by the level of ruthlessness, he would probably become a wanted criminal in a few days!

But what did that matter? The person wanted was "Tang," but he was called Zhang Cheng!

Zhou Shuren: You're arresting Xun Ge'er, what does that have to do with me, Zhou Shuren?

Xun Ge'er: You're arresting Zhou Shuren, what does that have to do with me, Xun Ge'er?

Zhang Cheng: See? You're arresting Tang, what does that have to do with me, Zhang Mou?

After leaving the town, Zhang Cheng looked at the heavily armed Krieg soldier and immediately opened his attribute panel.

【Name: Zhang Cheng】

【Gender: Male】

【Physique: 5】

【Agility: 5】

【Adult Attribute Limit: 5】

【Skills Mastered: Bone-Dislocating Hand (Mastered), Firearms (Novice), Management (Mastered)...】

【Ability: The Emperor's Currency!】

"Stand up, Death Korps!"

Attempting to communicate with his ability, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but turn serious.

"Clatter!"

A void gate opened. As one Krieg soldier after another stepped out, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Because after this slaughter, his soldiers had increased again.

From the original one, it had become nine!

Thinking of the conditions for awakening Krieg soldiers, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but purse his lips and say, "This really is a cruel equivalent exchange!"

But just after saying this, Zhang Cheng's eyes flashed with excitement, "However, I like it!"

As someone who grew up under the red flag, he understood that there was no such thing as a free lunch in the world.

Just like the Krieg Death Korps, everything had a price!

"It's 1854 now, six years until the Civil War. Should I go smash Lin Ken's head, or smash Lin Ken's head!"

Rubbing his chin, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but ride his horse forward.

Mounting their horses, the Krieg soldiers checked their distributed long guns and short cannons.

Just like that, an evil force about to sweep across the entire state of California began to rise.

In this upcoming war, Zhang Cheng had no choice, because asking him to join the Northern camp was impossible!

Zhang Cheng: Do you have any idea what land means to a man from the Far East!

Lin Ken: Are you trying to plant me in the ground too?

(End of Chapter)