He will never live.
It is more likely that Goethe is alive and he is dead.
So he got Goethe to make a bigger winning rate.
So even if he fell down, Swart put his revolver in Goethe’s hand-this is the only thing he can do now.
"Looking for death!"
The tall and burly attacker roared and raised his hand when he saw this scene, and he caught it at Goethe.
Goethe kicked Swart and dodged the revolver in his hand at the same time.
Bang bang bang!
Six more bullets.
The other person’s body shook again, and the palm of his hand slowed down. But when Goethe’s revolver was ejected, the other person jumped again. Goethe immediately dodged the power gap caused by the size gap, which made him have no intention of recklessly fighting with the other party.
Relying on your own dexterity is the best choice at this time!
Proficiency level [unarmed combat] allows Goethe to find a solution in an instant!
The other fist smashed the wall behind Goethe.
Bang!
Immediately there was a big hole in the wooden wall, just like a hammer smashed the surface, and then the other party growled and pulled out the palm of your hand and continued to hit Goethe.
Bang, bang!
A series of muffled noises, sawdust flying in the room
Goethe repeatedly dodged Swart’s revolver and threw it out.
Bang!
The other party didn’t dodge the revolver, so it smashed the other party’s face without any harm. Instead, it took this opportunity to push Goethe into a corner.
When Goethe was forced into a corner and raised his hand again, the other party even thought Goethe was at his wit’s end, but he sneered at it immediately.
"Hum know … ahhh! My eye! "
But I haven’t waited for the other person’s words to finish, and a handful of gray dust has pasted the other person’s face.
Suddenly sneer at an abrupt end changed into a sad cry.
While the other side opened its mouth and screamed, Goethe had already prepared for a long time and pulled out the dagger and inserted it directly into the other side’s mouth.
Chapter 35 flesh and blood!
The attacker was tall and burly and fell to the ground.
Even if you are invulnerable, your eyes and mouth are still soft
Looking at the attacker Goethe who fell to the ground, he didn’t have a horse near the reloading, and then he aimed at the other person’s mouth and eyes again and again until the other person’s eyes overflowed with brains.
"Dead?"
Lie prone Swart asked sadly.
"hmm"
Goethe nodded his head.
The sheriff immediately got up. First, he picked up his gun from the ground, and then he refilled it like Goethe. After that, the horse turned and kicked the attacker’s body hard.
"Bastard asked you to scare me!"
Scold while kicking.
Then the sheriff looked at Goethe, his face full of doubts.
"How come there are so many monsters in Rust recently?"
Goethe didn’t answer Swart’s question.
Although he is a trainee secret keeper, he still knows the rules of the secret keeper
Don’t reveal your extraordinary appearance to ordinary people
Even an official like Swart, who cooperates with the secret keeper, can’t do it-a cooperative like Swart won’t be erased from his memory but he doesn’t have knowledge.
What they need is to cooperate with the action.
And looking at Goethe’s expression, Swart immediately guessed what was going on.
Immediately the wrong topic.
"What shall we do next?"
The sheriff asked.
"Block the scene!"
Goethe said this and went to the attacker’s body.
Cleaning the battlefield and replenishing guns are both indispensable good habits.
Unfortunately, there is nothing in front of the body.
Not even a wallet.
"I hid everything valuable because I was coming to kill me."
Goethe’s eyebrows a wrinkly.
He is no stranger to such a situation.
He will do the same when he is away from home-and every time he will put all the valuable things in a place he knows.
Or …
The only one who believes in it.