Bob was overjoyed and quickly lit the cigar.

Blanco said again: "Bob, you just went to check the circus and make sure there were no Chinese among them?"

Bob smoked the cigar comfortably and replied, "No, Blanco, I mean I didn't see the clown in the newspaper."

Blanco shook his head and said, "He is not a clown, but a juggling sword." Blanco said, suddenly stunned and murmured, "Where will Mr. Bill Brown hide this little juggling?"

Bob said: "No matter where he hides, he will never leave Kingsoft. Old Brown will definitely scramble to say all the intimidation words he can master, and tell the juggling child that Kingsoft will surely die immediately."

Blanco responded: "Yes, Mr. Bill Brown will not give up this excellent bait easily. But I still wonder where my dear Mr. Bill Brown would hide this greedy bait? Why didn't he let me see it?"

Bob said: "Perhaps Brown wants to suck your appetite, make you anxious and lose your mind, and then his chances will be greatly increased."

Chief Blanc sighed and shook his head, "No, he has no chance. Dear Mr. Bill Brown, he forgot the most important point. Blancco never plays according to the norm when doing things. So, I beg you, Bob, after smoking this cigar, you will immediately find out Mr. Bill Brown's whereabouts. Blancco really wants to meet this old friend alone before taking revenge."

Bob cut his teeth and smiled: "Blanco, you are very wise. Yes, after killing Old Brown, the juggling boy lost his protection and naturally he had to be exposed from his hiding point." After Bob finished speaking, he knocked out the cigar, put on his coat, sunglasses, and walked out the door. When he opened the door, he stopped again and turned around and said: "Blanco, what do you want to eat and drink? I'll let the waiter deliver it to you."

Blanco shrugged his shoulders and said, "Whatever you want, you can do it...but I heard that the steak at the Viheng Hotel is pretty good."

Bob snapped his fingers and said, "What are you drinking? Red wine or brandy?" But seeing Blanco spread his hands, Bob smiled and said, "I suggest you drink some red wine. By the way, Blanco, if I haven't come back at nine o'clock in the evening, I hope you can help me and avenge me."

Bill Brown found Zhao Daxin and Luo Lie again, but unexpectedly, his suggestion was rejected.

"Thanks to Sheriff Bill for his concern again. I think we are employees of the Global Circus and must obey the circus' arrangements. Tomorrow afternoon, we will follow the circus to leave Kingsoft and go to the next stop to perform." In the hotel lobby, Zhao Daxin politely rejected Bill Brown.

"Oh, my God, young man, is this really your final decision?" Bill Brown surprised: "Without my protection, Blanco can easily find you, and you will have no ability to resist when facing Blanco. My child, don't be obsessed with the flying knife in your hands. When it meets Blanco's pistol, your flying knife is nothing more than a children's toy."

Luo Lie smiled and said, "But Yisai died under this children's toy."

Bill Brown tapped his forehead with his knuckles exaggeratedly and said with a wry smile: "How can Isai be compared with Blanco? Besides, you can kill Isai because it is cheaper for Isai to underestimate the enemy."

Luo Lie shrugged his shoulders and replied, "Perhaps Blanco will underestimate the enemy!"

Bill Brown was choked and couldn't speak for a while.

Zhao Daxin said: "I'm sorry, Sheriff Bill, we have made a decision. In addition, Mr. Anderson, the general manager of the circus, promised to equip us with bodyguards. I think with the bodyguard's gun and the flying knife in our hands, it must be very difficult for Blanco to succeed, and the possibility of failure or even losing his life is not small. In any case, it is much better than being thrown into prison."

Bill Brown could only sneer. If the bodyguard could stop Blanco, then Blanco would not be called Blanco, and the poor flying knife. I wonder if Blanco's bullets could hit them in two pieces. "Okay, since you have made the final decision, I have nothing to say. Good luck!" Bill Brown stood up, and left the hotel lobby without shaking hands with Zhao Daxin or Luo Lie or hugging him.

The next afternoon, Zhao Daxin led members of the Peng family squad, including Luo Lie, to board the train to Los Angeles with the circus. In a hidden place on the station platform, Bill Brown, dressed in casual clothes, led a subordinate to watch Luo Lie board the train with his own eyes until the train left the station.

"This is a pair of stupid pigs! A pair of Chinese stupid pigs! When they arrive in Los Angeles, at most three days, major newspapers and magazines in Los Angeles will publish the news of their death!" Bill Brown was not so regretful about Zhao Daxin and Luo Lie's decision, but more regretful about losing this pair of baits.

The subordinate asked in a vague manner: "Sir Sheriff, what should we do next?"

Bill Brown shook his shoulders and shook his head helplessly: "Mr. Blanco is a person who doesn't like to play according to common sense. When he arrives at Kingsoft and learns the truth of the incident, he may chase him to Los Angeles, or stay and kill me first. Who knows? I'm afraid even God can't figure it out."

"But, you said just now that they were two of them in Los Angeles for up to three days..." The subordinate said, and when he saw Bill Brown's face getting darker, he couldn't help but stop.

"That's just a wish! Mr. Dumas!" Bill Brown finally couldn't suppress it and roared: "What kind of decision will Blanco make? It was those two damn Chinese stupid pigs who killed Blanco's younger brother. Why did I bear the consequences? What kind of bullshit law is this? Why can't I allow me to force them to stay in Kingsoft?"

Bill Brown's roar attracted the attention of passers-by. An old couple who had bid farewell to their relatives and were about to go home couldn't help but stop and glanced at Bill Brown more, which made Bill Brown even more angry. He pulled out his pistol, waved it, and shouted: "What are you looking at? The police handle the case! Take a look at it and you will be arrested!"

The old couple quickly withdrew their gaze and shook their heads and left.

After venting, Bill Brown's anger faded a little, and reason regained the dominant position. He patted Dumas' shoulder, who was already helpless, and smiled bitterly: "Tom, you're laughing, but I hope you can understand my pressure."

Tom Dumas nodded and replied, "Yes, Mr. Sheriff, I know that Blanco is a very difficult guy."

Bill Brown sighed, feeling extremely low, his voice exhausted, "Oh... let's go back, Tom, you are still young, and there are three children waiting for your salary to support you. I hope you will take a vacation from tomorrow. No, it's better to start now, Tom, you have been with me for five years, I can't watch you die at Blanco's gun."

Tom Dumas choked and said, "No, Bill, no, I can't leave you at this time. Although Blanco is even more cruel and cunning than he thought, I think he is just a person after all, and he will have flaws if he is a human being. Bill, we still have time. Let us calm down and we will definitely find Blanco's weakness."

Bill Brown did not talk anymore, but put his hand on Tom Dumas' shoulder, shook his head weakly, and walked out of the station.

A whistle suddenly sounded on the side of the road, and the whistle seemed to rush towards Belbron, which made him look subconsciously. A middle-aged man wearing a black coat and a black top hat, gave birth to an oriental man's face and nodded at Belbron with a smile: "Mr. Old Brown, I think you must be in a bad mood at this moment. Are you interested in treating me to a cup of coffee and listening to me to say something that will make you excited again?"

"Brother Biao?" Bill Brown first called in Chinese, and then changed back to English: "No, you were wrong, young man, Old Brown has always been in a good mood. As for treating you to have a cup of coffee, haha, let's talk about it another day."

Dong Biao seemed to be smiling, took out a cigarette from his pocket, popped it out, held it in his mouth, and muttered, while slashing a match, "Blanco is a demon!"

Bill Brown was stunned and said, "How do you know Blanco?"

Dong Biao lit a cigarette, took a big breath of happiness, and spit out a few circles of eyes comfortably, "In Kingsoft, there is nothing that can be hidden from me, Anliangtang, Old Brown, don't hold on, Blanco is not as patient as me."

Bill Brown stared at Dong Biao for a few seconds, then sighed and said, "Okay, I'm willing to pay you ten cents to buy a cup of coffee."

After leaving the train station, there was a cafe. The three of them found a seat next to the street and sat down. Bill Brown ordered three cups of coffee. When the waiter delivered the coffee to the three, Bill Brown spoke: "Dong, the coffee is brought up. What do you want to say? Can you say it now?"

Dong Biao threw three sugar cubes into the coffee and said carelessly while stirring: "No one of the people Blanco targets can escape by chance. Old Brown, you will be no exception. Of course, if you choose to cooperate with us, the result may change, and Kingsoft will become Blanco's last stop in his life."

Bill Brown frowned and asked, "An Liangtang has always been able to do business with foreigners, but he has never been involved in foreign conflicts. I want to know, why did you make an exception this time?"

Dong Biao tried the sweetness of the coffee, but seemed not satisfied, so he picked up a piece of sugar cube and threw it in, and said, "No, Mr. Brown, An Liangtang has not made an exception. Blanco not only threatened you, but also my two compatriots. Therefore, An Liangtang has reason to stand up."

Bill Brown suddenly said, "No wonder, no wonder they didn't accept my advice. It turned out that they found An Liangtang as their backer. Well, Dong, I'm very happy to listen to your plan."

Dong Biao scooped a spoonful of coffee with a small spoon, put it on his lips and tried it. He felt satisfied, so he picked up the coffee and took a sip. "It's very simple, you can do the job of a hunter. I, An Liangtang, took it. I killed Blanco, and you will get the credit."

An Liangtang has no doubt about the strength of him. Bill Brown still remembers the legend of An Liangtang's leader Cao Bin alone in Newell ten years ago. If ten people can kill Blanco are found in this world, then Bill Brown's first recommendation must be Cao Bin. However, in this way, Bill Brown's reputation for his lifetime will definitely be ruined. Even if An Liangtang can keep his promise and not spread the secret, it will be impossible for the police station to block everyone's mouths.

"Your advice is very good, Dong, I really appreciate it, but I think if you can take those two Chinese people out as bait and you and I will be more confident if you join forces to kill Blanco." Bill Brown said, secretly observing Dong Biao's reaction with the help of holding a cup to drink coffee.

Dong Biao smiled and said, "Old Brown, if you are afraid, please tell me directly. It is not embarrassing to be afraid when facing Blanco, but an old sheriff who has been a police officer for 30 years has to feel regretful when he says such a layman."

Bill Brown put down his coffee and said suspiciously: "Outsider? Dong, why do you say I am an outsider? I really want to hear your explanation."

Dong Biao sighed: "My two compatriots have never touched a gun in their lives. Using them as bait is like a sheep entering the mouth of a tiger, and there is no possibility of a counterattack. But you, old Brown, are different. You have the ability to fight back. Blanco cannot eat you in one bite, so that you can create a good opportunity for me, An Liangtang."

Bill Brown nodded and replied, "What you said makes sense. I was almost convinced by you. Okay, give me some time to think about it. It won't be too long. Blanco will not arrive at Kingsoft until this time tomorrow. I think one morning is enough for us to discuss the detailed plan."

Dong Biao knew what Bill Brown was hesitating, but he also knew that for Bill Brown, honor was nothing compared to life. Although Bill Brown did not agree to Dong Biao happily, his final statement had already explained his truest thoughts. After drinking the cup of coffee, Dong Biao stood up and shook hands with Bill Brown and said goodbye.

Bill Brown held Dong Biao's hand with his right hand, but his left arm was placed on Dong Biao's shoulder and replied: "Please tell Mr. Cao that I have always respected him and An Liangtang. In the future, if I still have a future, I will definitely respect him more."

Dong Biao nodded, raised his coat collar, and turned around and left.

Less than a hundred steps after leaving, Dong Biao was hesitating whether to call a taxi back, but at this moment, he suddenly heard several gunshots coming from the direction of the cafe.

Dong Biao couldn't help but be stunned, subconsciously put his hand into his arms, and then thought of something, and quickly turned around and ran towards the cafe.

It was still a little far from the cafe, but Dong Biao had already seen clearly that Old Brown and his subordinate named Tom were already lying in a pool of blood.

"Blanco is here? So fast?" Dong Biao stopped urgently. People on the street were frightened by gunfire and fled everywhere. No one stepped forward to rescue Old Brown and Tom. Dong Biao shook his head. He knew that even if he sent Old Brown and Tom into the operating room without delay, it would be impossible for them to save their lives. Blanco killed someone and would never leave a living.

Dong Biao sighed lightly and had to turn around and leave.

After rushing back to the hall, Dong Biao immediately rushed into Cao Bin's study.

"Brother Bin, it's not good..."

Cao Bin was practicing calligraphy and said without raising his head, "No matter how bad it is, you must not forget the rules. Go out, knock on the door and come in again."

Dong Biao was stunned for a moment, but had to go out according to Cao Bin's order, knocked on the door, and got Cao Bin's permission to enter the room again.

"Brother Bin, Old Brown is dead. He was shot dead in a cafe next to the train station with one of his men. I think it must be Blanco who did it. He was one day ahead of the time we expected."

Cao Bin remained calm and insisted on finishing the last vertical. Then he put down his pen and looked at the Chinese characters written by Cao Bin, which were neat and full, and seemed to be completely affected at all.

"Is Luo Lie getting on the car?" Cao Bin sat back on the sofa, pointed to the opposite side, and signaled that Dong Biao didn't have to stand.

Dong Biao nodded, sighed at the same time, and replied: "I got in the car, I watched him get in the car with my own eyes."

"Have you ever talked to Bill before he was shot?" Cao Bin took out a bag of Marlboro from under the coffee table, threw it to Dong Biao, and took a cigar for himself and held it in his mouth.

Dong Biao hurriedly took out the match and lit it for Cao Bin first. Then he thought about igniting a cigarette himself, but his fingers were a little stiff and he couldn't eject the cigarette so quickly. He had to throw the match into the ashtray, take out the cigarette, and lit the match again. "I just finished talking to Old Brown, and less than a hundred steps away, the gunshot rang."

Cao Bin nodded and said, "This is interesting. Although it doesn't fit Blanco's way, it's reasonable. After all, Blanco is a person who doesn't like to play according to common sense. It's just a pity that we have lost Bill, which is an excellent bait, and it will take a little more trouble to kill Blanco."

Dong Biao said: "Brother Bin, I think Blanco should have seen me talking with him before shooting Brown. For Blanco, Anliangtang is no longer in the dark."

Cao Bin smiled and said, "With the Kingsoft Post's report, Blanco will definitely think of me, Anliangtang. This is not worth worrying. But what method should I use to entertain Blanco next?"

Dong Biao took a few sips of cigarettes with his head stuffy, suddenly raised his head and said, "Why, I pretend to be Luo Lie? I am about the same size as him. It's winter now, and the difference in body shape is easy to cover up."

Cao Bin laughed and said, "Unless you are placed on the bed and covered with a quilt, you have to cover your face. A Biao, you are already forty years old, how could you be a young man like Luo Lie who is less than eighteen years old?"

Dong Biao said: "Old Brown is dead. Blanco's next target must be Luo Lie. Brother Bin, either take Luo Lie back to the hall, so that it will be safer."

Cao Bin put down the cigar, stretched his limbs, smiled slightly, and said, "It's safe to take Luo Lie back to the hall, but Blanco dared not attack rashly, so he wouldn't be able to stop the sneak attack. I hurt a brother today and a brother tomorrow, but I can't even catch Blanco's figure. Can you live this life? Listen to me, Luo Lie proceeds according to the original plan, let's adjust the strategy."

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Bob came to the station after chasing the circus. While seeing Bill Brown, he also saw Noli in the newspaper photos. There were too many people at the station, so Bob was really inconvenient to do it, so he could only record that the destination of the train Noli was heading to was Los Angeles. After that, Bob kept keeping a close eye on Bill Brown.

It is obvious that Bill Brown is still in a state of no defense, which makes Bob admire Blanco a little more. Blanco gave up the safest and safest plan to go to Kingsoft with his brothers, and instead took him alone, disguised himself as a businessman, and arrived at the nearest train station, boarded the train under the police's nose and came to Kingsoft. In this way, it was nearly two days earlier than originally planned.

Bob saw Bill Brown meet with a man and went to a cafe for coffee. Although Bob didn't know the man, he could tell that the man should be a Chinese. After the Chinese man finished talking and drinking coffee, he turned around and left. Bill Brown and his men were still sitting in the distance, as if discussing something, but he was not wary of the surrounding environment.

Bob thought that this was the opportunity given to him by God. So he pretended to be a passerby and walked towards the cafe.

When he approached Bill Brown casually along the street, Bob suddenly pulled out his gun and shot out six bullets from the revolver. Four of them called Bill Brown and the other two were given to his subordinates. Taking advantage of the panic, Bob calmly put away the pistol, gave a cowboy to Bill Brown's body, and then disappeared into the alley next to him.

Bob was very calm and almost ran away when he escaped the scene, but he walked a little faster than usual. After walking a few hundred meters, Bob robbed a citizen with a figure similar to him. The citizen never dreamed that he would encounter such a good thing. The robber robbed his coat and pants, but left his coat and pants to him. When he changed into the robber's coat and pants, the robbed citizen touched his lower pocket and found ten dollars in it. This was a big advantage. His clothes were not as expensive as the robber, and he got another ten dollars of surprise, which made the robbed citizen determined to call the police without saying anything.

Bob changed his clothes and returned to the crime scene. At this time, the police had arrived. Bob pretended to be watching the fun. He clearly saw that Bill Brown and his men were covered in white bed sheets. This shows that the two of them had already gone to see God.

Bob walked around the street for a long time, and when the lights first came on, he returned to the Wiheng Hotel.

"Blanco, there is good news and bad news. Which one do you want me to say first?" When Bob saw Blanco, he couldn't help but show a hint of pride.

Blanco stood in front of the window, looked at the night view of Jinshan outside the window, and replied lightly: "Let's say good news first."

Bob lit a cigar without Blanco's permission: "I've killed Bill Brown, Blanco, I'm sorry, I've made you lose the opportunity to meet and chat with old friends."
To be continued...