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At the Mule Farm, Arthur was beaten up by Colm before, but now he is slowly awake, but still feels a little groggy in his head.

He had been hanging here for a long time, because he had no watch to see the time, and he didn't know how long he had been here, he only knew that he had seen Colm twice.

Once when the other party caught him, he was placed on the horse's back. Colm was right in front of the team, and his head was smashed with a butt.

The second time was when I was hanging here, Colm came in with food and wanted to persuade him to surrender. After he disagreed, he gave his waist a few strokes. Now he still feels uncomfortable with a few words.

He was also shot on the shoulder. When he was caught and wanted to escape, he was shot by a guy from the Odrisco gang.

Arthur, who had been hanging for a long time, looked around. This was a basement, and the entrance was in front of him. No one was watching over him. Maybe he felt that he had been hanging for so long and had no energy to escape, so he relaxed his vigilance.

Colm caught himself, but did not kill him as soon as possible. That must have another purpose, and Dutch was the most likely one.

At their location at that time, Colm could not risk his life to kill Dutch.

Colm is a guy who cherishes life very much. Although everyone is a desperate person, Colm always asks his subordinates to go first and then rush forward.

So, Arthur was sure that the news of his arrest would definitely convey the location to Ducky after they set up the trap.

At that time, many things were too late, so I must start to save myself.

Although he was hung on the roof, Arthur shook his head and saw a file on the table next to him through the dim oil lamp.

After feeling the wound on my body, I knew what this file was used for.

However, now this knife has become its own life-saving straw.

He roughly estimated that the distance between the place where he was hanging was about one meter from the knife.

He carefully observed the entrance to the basement, and no one would come down for the time being.

So he began to shake his body, trying to get the file.

After more than ten minutes of hard work, he finally got the file in his hand, but due to the injury, he was unable to get the file into his hand as soon as possible, but just wiped it over.

But this is also good news, at least he is sure to get a file.

He swung his body again, this time, he focused his attention and finally held the file in his hand!

After getting the file, he did not first talk to untie the shackles on his feet, but instead took a rest for a while.

I haven't eaten for a long time, and I have spent a lot of energy to swing my body just now, so now he feels that his head is a little confused.

With blood flowing backwards and strenuous exercise, Arthur felt that his head was not his.

After a little rest, Arthur curled up, groped for a while, and then used a file to open the lock that bound his feet.

This was not difficult for him. After all, he studied with Hosea for a long time, and later he opened the locks such as robbing the bank. Now this kind of lock is not difficult.

"Bang"

Arthur hit the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.

"Ahem"

The dust entered the mouth and coughed twice in a low voice to make the throat feel more comfortable.

However, because the sound is relatively small, it did not attract much attention.

He shook his head and climbed up to the chair next to him.

There was a fruit on the table. Arthur didn't see what it was. He only found that it was a pear in his mouth. He ate all the pears in a few mouthfuls, which was considered to be filling his stomach.

He gasped for a while and felt the wound on his shoulder.

Arthur picked up the file and shuttled back and forth in the flames of the candle until his hands holding the file could feel the degree of heat. After he inserted the file into the wound, he looked for the bullet.

"snort"

With a muffled groan, this feeling was really not very good. The hot blade body touched the flesh and blood, like a piece of iron imprinted on the heart. It could not be scratched, grasped, and it was still very painful.

However, in order to escape smoothly, Arthur had to hold on and find the bullet embedded in the flesh, otherwise it would be even more troublesome if the wound healed in the future.

Blood flowed out freely, wetting the clothes that were originally red, and the wound gradually grew bigger because he had never found where the bullet was.

"drink!"

With Arthur's roar, a bullet was pried out by a file and landed on the ground without making much noise.

“Hu, Hu, Hu”

After a few breaths, he quickly opened one of the several shotgun bullets that were originally on the table, took out the base fire and put it on the wound, and then picked up the candle on the table.

Grit your teeth and press them on the wound. After igniting the gunpowder, the gunpowder seals the wound.

But after all, it was a wound caused by a bullet, not a knife. In addition, Arthur used a file to search for bullets inside to expand the wound a little, so even if some emergency measures were used, blood still couldn't stop flowing out of the wound.

But Arthur had no time to care about this, because he had heard the sound outside and someone came in.

He hurriedly hid next to the entrance of the basement, where he could block his figure. And if someone on the other side really came in, he could also kill him in a different historical perspective.

He held the file in his hand tightly and wiped it on his clothes. The blood shed just now made the file a little slippery.

He only heard one footstep and calmed down a little. If he was injured, he could still do it if he was injured.

The footsteps slowly approached Arthur. The man walked into the basement and was still cursing, but because of the injury, Arthur did not hear clearly what he was scolding.

The man looked up and was stunned, because the prisoner who was originally hanging on the beam of the house disappeared: "Where is the person?"

The next second he knew where the person was.

Arthur covered his mouth and then pierced his throat with a file in his hand, and he could only make a slight "hoho" sound.

He gently placed the man's body on the ground and listened for a moment. The people outside seemed to have not noticed anything inside.

After exploring, I found a private wine that I had not finished, a somewhat worn revolver, and even two flying knives. I leaned against the wall and drank it in one sip, and finally recovered a little.

He walked out of the basement and showed a little vision. There was no one at the basement door, and he and the guys in the basement just now didn't know where they went.

Arthur didn't think anything was wrong. The guys from the Odrisco gang never cared about where their companions went, and they might have known each other for less than half a month.

Although he just touched a pistol, if possible, Arthur still didn't want to shoot. Now his condition has not returned to his best. Moreover, he listened to it for a little while. At least five or six were not something he could solve now.

The voice gradually faded away, and Arthur calmed down a little. His current state was completely looking for death when facing the five or six people on the other side, so he had to be careful now.

It would be even better if he could find his gun and horse. Although he was in poor condition, he also had the power to fight. If he found the horse, he could leave here quietly without having to conflict with the other party.

He circumvented the sound of footsteps and speeches and hid around the corner of the house.

He was very familiar with the Dumu Farm because before, their camp was nearby, and he had been here for a while.

If you want to put things in, the small house next to you is the best choice.

He looked over there, shook his head, making his vision clearer, and saw his gun being placed at the door.

He checked and saw a man guarding him next to the house, and another man was at the door of the small house, not knowing what he was doing.

Arthur took out a flying knife and killed the guy next to the house. After quickly rushing to the guy at the door of the house. Before he could react, he took out the flying knife and wiped the guy's throat with one knife.

The movements were straightforward and clear, without making any sound at all, and no one else noticed what was going on here.

He continued to circle around for a while, and there were only one of the two flying knives left before. There was no enemy nearby, but there was a guy next to the well of Dulue Farm.

If he wanted to leave without disturbing them, he would have to kill that guy, because if he left here, he would definitely see him.

If he leaves from Riggs Station, he is not sure if there will be anyone there.

He leaned carefully against the wall and saw the guy next to the well at a glance. He was lit a cigarette and smoking. The fire flashed, just for Arthur to aim.

With a knife, the flying knife slashed through the air. Before the man could react, he was shot in the head.

The body slid on the ground along the well rock wall of the well, much smoother than Arthur expected.

Back to the edge of the small house, my gun is here.

Arthur turned his head carefully and looked at it, then carried his gun from the ground at the door to his back.

When he checked the situation before, he had already seen his horse. His horse stopped at the small house and there was no one to guard it, so he easily climbed onto the horse. The guy next to the wellhead just now also died. No one was guarding him in front of him, and no one could see where he escaped.

Arthur rode his horse and finally relaxed, but he still didn't dare to relax completely. After all, he hasn't left here yet.

After leaving the Poison Farm, Arthur did not follow the path, but rode his horse and wade through the river below the bridge by Bud Crossing.

After crossing the river, Arthur relaxed after seeing that he was safe.

"Please, kid, take me home."
Chapter completed!