"Take him to death!"

Russell obviously made trouble and heard their conversation, which made one of them obviously uneasy. After roaring, he took out a pistol from his pocket and aimed at Russell. The other two, one took out a dagger, and the other touched the backpack on his back and took out a hunting rifle.

Shotgun...

Russell took a look and looked familiar. It was the weapon that Roberto used to kill the snow wolf that day.

"Bang!"

The pistol fired and a bullet was fired.

However, when the gunshot was fired, a card had already flew out of Russell's fingers, and after accurately cutting the bullet in half, it landed on the barrel of the pistol, cutting it in like to cut tofu.

"Hiss!" The man holding the gun gasped, looked at the cards on the pistol, looked at Russell in fear, and cold sweat broke out on his head.

And at this moment, a strange voice rang behind him.

"What do you want to do?"

"Who?" The man turned around quickly and pointed at Logan who had appeared silently with the destroyed gun.

Logan let go of his hand and threw the two heads that were knocked out by him and then smiled at the man holding the gun.

"Ghost!" the man screamed.

Logan's face turned dark.

A punch hit the man's face, and suddenly, the man was bleeding from his nose, and his eyes fell to the ground in a colorful field.

"What are you going to do?" Logan lit a cigar, sucked gently, and looked at Russell.

"Take them to a place first."

As he said that, Russell grabbed one of them and threw it on the small trailer dragged behind Logan's RV. Logan raised his eyebrows, spitted blue cigarette, and threw the other two people up.

"Get on the bus." Russell greeted and got into the driver's seat.

After biting the cigarette holder in his mouth, Logan muttered toward the passenger.

"Whose car is this?"

"Bang!"

Close the car door, Logan took off the cigar from his mouth, patted Russell who started the car, and said seriously: "Am I afraid?"

He has a serious expression and a very serious look.

Russell tilted his head, looked at the rough face, and said, "I'll laugh at me."

The corner of his mouth grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, like a wild beast that chose people to eat...

"Haha!" With a chuckling, Russell did not answer, turned his head and drove directly to the destination.

"Hmph!" Rolling his head in dissatisfaction, Logan looked out the window, stuffed the cigar into his mouth, squeaking it.

...

A quarter of an hour later, Russell parked his car in front of the wooden house.

The wooden house before was no longer there, only some flames and thick smoke were still beating stubbornly on the ruins.

Russell's eyes were a little cold and he said to Logan: "Take them down, thank you."

After saying that, Russell walked towards the cabin, looked at the cabin that had become ruins, looked at the dead sled dogs, took a light breath, and walked towards the three people who were thrown on the snow by Logan.

However, just as he took a step, a faint sound of gasping appeared in Russell's ears.

Turning around quickly, Russell walked to where the sound appeared.

It was not Roberto, but a sled dog with lots of hair burned and unconscious in the thick smoke.

Saul…

The sled dog whose fur is pure white and is named Thor by Roberto.

He picked up the other party, put it aside, squatted down and looked at it. After seeing that Thor was not in danger of his life, his cold and harsh gaze fell on the three people lying on the snow.
Chapter completed!