In the early morning, it was just dawn.

The streets gradually heard noisy voices, horse hooves, water pumping, etc., breaking the original tranquility, allowing Sean to feel vitality and vitality, and slowly open his eyes.

“I slept well…”

Sean sat up from the bed, lifted the musty linen cloth cover and got up, poured a glass of water into a green copper kettle.

Feeling hungry about the game, he turned his attention to the half-part black bread slightly longer than his palm.

"It's so hard, I'm just gnawing on wood chips."

He picked up the black bread and ate it, and Sean threw it away directly.

If you don’t soak black bread, it’s just a piece of wood. If you soak it in water, it’s tasteless. How can you eat it?

Since he didn't live in Shanyin Town most of the time, he didn't prepare much food.

It's better to go to the restaurant for breakfast.

There was a noisy sound outside the house and a buzzing sound, as if someone was there.

Sean put on his vest and boots, tied up a belt full of bullets, put on a cloak, pulled out his old Colt revolver, checked the bullets in the bullet bay, and then took out the wide-brimmed hat.

There is still a duel today.

I seem to be full.

He was about to see what was going on outside and find some food to fill his stomach. As soon as he left the house, he found something was wrong.

I saw the streets opposite were bustling with many people standing.

The air was filled with a faint smell of horse manure, and Sean looked at the crowd around him.

There were yellow people, white people, and black people, tall, short, fat and thin in the crowd, like a hodgepodge of race. Men wore jeans and plaid shirts, and all kinds of wide-brimmed cowboy hats. Most men also wore gun holsters and belts covered with bullets around their waists. They were all denims in the town.

Most of the women wore thin-waisted tulle skirts, and there were a few people who seemed to be walking, but there were not many young women, most of them were older aunts and some young girls.

It is estimated that there are not hundreds of people, and there are dozens of people.

Is this the whole staff dispatched?

"Look, Sean comes out!"

"Finally come out."

"Everyone is ready."

I saw many people leaning towards themselves.

Just as Sean was about to ask, a young man surrounded by a group of people walked out of the crowd.

A familiar voice rang out: "Shawn, start the duel!"

Needless to say, the person coming was Hatch.

At this moment, he was wearing a beige formal outfit, with a straight collar and trousers tilted up, and looked straight in a suit, with a brand new white hat on his head. The hat turned out to be a cylindrical high hat, and this man was wearing a bright red cloak, which looked like a turkey-like déjà vu.

"Hey, are you making a mistake? Come to duel early in the morning."

Sean talked to Hatch yesterday, clearly at 9 a.m. to fight on a small mound outside the town, and no one should watch the battle except for necessary witnesses.

Why do everyone in the town know now?

Watching around, Sean breathed a sigh of relief.

Because there was no Shirley Yang in the crowd, nor did there be two goddesses of death, Catherine.

It would be fine if they weren't there.

But the problem is, this kid Hatch doesn't follow the routine.

I was dressed like a white turkey, and I even changed the time and location without authorization, and I had to thrust the morning.

Are you in such a hurry to eat a gun?

"Hachy, you did not follow the agreement between us."

Sean simply said loudly.

"Abide by it, of course I will!"

Hatch raised his head and raised his chest: "The duel must invite enough witnesses, so I called a few neighbors as witnesses, and they informed everyone in the town...this is how it is."

"You're talking nonsense."

Sean could tell at a glance that this guy was lying.

It can be seen that this young cowboy who was blinded by love wanted to come to show off in front of him.

Good guy, not only did he call my aunts and aunts, but he called a bunch of unmarried ladies next door, and even Grandma Wang, who had disabled legs in a wheelchair in the town, called me.

This is commonly known as: "oncrowds".

Before pretending to be x, you must call the audience. As long as you are arrogant enough, you must ensure that the audience is stunned, cheers loudly, and admire them one by one. Only in this way can the pretentious person obtain spiritual and psychological satisfaction.

The bloody routine in online novels, Sean saw through the other party's intentions at a glance.

"The people are almost here, let's start the duel!"

Hatch saw a large number of onlookers, and when he pulled the red cape, he exposed the revolver on the belt around his waist.

A silver revolver.

It shines in the early morning sun, a little dazzling.

Sean recognized the gun in the other party's hand at a glance.

The Rattlesnake Revolver from Remington.

Not only is the overall bright silver color of this revolver, the shape is also relatively good-looking, and it has a 45-caliber caliber, which is more powerful than ordinary revolver, almost the same caliber as many rifles, making it very suitable for hunting and duels.

After being hit by a Rattlesnake revolver, the target suffered a lot of damage, and its power was almost comparable to that of a rifle at a short distance.

Remington's Rattlesnake revolver is not cheap, or is it a limited edition.

It seems that only the mayor Yang Xiong has this gun in his hand.

Mr. Yang lent the gun to Hatch?

Sean suddenly felt that the old Yang, who was half-closing on his usual eyes, was a little hidden.

Does this old fox want him to approach Shirley Yang?

Please, your daughter paid for it himself.

"Ahem, are you two ready for a duel?"

Sheriff Gordon walked out of the crowd with a cane.

Any legal duel in the town must be witnessed by the sheriff.

Every duel, Gordon will be present in person.

He blinked at Sean on purpose, looking at the intention of letting go.

Sheriff Gordon probably knew that his shooting skills were not up to standard, so he planned to disrupt the duel.

Immediately afterwards, three option bullets popped up in front of Sean.

【1, Agree to start the duel immediately. Reward: Scarlet potion, worth US$60】

[2. Say loudly that this is actually a misunderstanding and I don’t want to duel. Reward: Inlaid girt stock, worth US$40]

[3. Take a gamble. It means that you have not eaten breakfast yet. Invite Hatch to have breakfast together, otherwise you will not participate in the duel. Reward random attribute points]

"Hey, Hatch, I'm too hungry, let me have some breakfast in the duel."

After Sean proposed, he did not give the other party any time to react, and turned around and walked towards the restaurant.

"Hey... are you scared?"

Hatch followed, trying to stop the ridicule.

Sheriff Gordon interjected: "Ahem, you are allowed to have a duel after breakfast. After all, you did not follow the agreed time and place."

This justice from the boss made Hatch speechless.

It also let the onlookers know that Hatch did not keep the appointment this time.

Sean walked into the restaurant and sat down. He followed Aunt Sun Shan to order a set meal, then started chewing slowly and drinking coffee. He also ordered two fried eggs.

That was so leisurely and comfortable.

[Reward: Throw +1]

Hatch stood outside the glass window boredly, watching Sean staring dryly while eating oatmeal chickpeas.

The other party waved to him and signaled to come in and eat together.

snort!

Although he didn't eat breakfast, Hatch still pulled his cloak, raised his head, and made a arrogant and disgusting move.

The onlookers were also confused.
To be continued...