I Have 48 Hours a Day

Chapter 602 Carrot

Zhang Heng finally arrived at the county seat of Lincoln County one day earlier than originally planned.

The night he met the bailiff, he asked him about the basics of riding. Morton was very patient. Not only did he answer all questions, but he also demonstrated to him personally and corrected some of his wrong postures.

So Zhang Heng finally ended his previous learning process of blind man and elephant. The whole teaching lasted until midnight. The poor bailiff did not expect that he would pay such a high price for a bowl of cornmeal paste, which made the two break up the next morning. At that time, he was still yawning due to lack of sleep.

In the time that followed, Zhang Heng continued on his way while also practicing his riding skills.

Of course, you will still have back pain if you should. Some things cannot be changed immediately if you know the principles. Adaptation itself requires a process.

But the good news is that Zhang Heng's riding skills are indeed constantly improving. Although there are no changes in the skill panel, he can feel this progress personally. At least now he can perform some basic movements without any problems.

Zhang Heng also named his first horse - Carrot. After all, it's not good to call a horse that always sheds its hair.

He made a resupply trip as planned midway, and then reached his destination smoothly without any accidents.

The county seat of Lincoln County looks quite lively. The area alone is much larger than the two towns he visited before. I heard that there are two mining areas and many farms nearby, so there are many residents living here. There are many banks, telegraph offices, grocery stores, hotels, and bars in the county. There are even schools, newspapers, and other places. As a settlement, it is not bad.

Zhang Heng jumped off Carrot's back and dusted himself off.

He can be said to have been very tired during this journey. In six days, five nights were spent in the wild. He almost couldn't distinguish the taste of the polenta. Now, whether it is settling down or The search for the lucky horseshoe was temporarily forgotten by him. The most important thing was to find a place to take a hot bath and have a big meal.

But before that, he still had a little problem to solve.

Not long after he entered the town, he felt a hint of hostility along the road. An old man was sitting in front of his room basking in the sun. As soon as he saw him, he spat on the ground, and the spit landed on the carrot. Less than two steps ahead.

In addition, two cowboys who were leaning against the stables to look at the passing girls whistled, and one of them said, "Hey, Oriental boy, you'd better go where you came from, you are not welcome here."

He had experienced this kind of situation once in his previous town, so it was no stranger to him, and Zhang Heng's solution was also very simple.

He directly drew his gun and knocked off the felt hat of the old man not far away.

The latter was stunned for a moment, and then immediately began to curse, and cursed all kinds of obscenities. It was not until Zhang Heng broke the cup in his hand that he felt as if someone had suddenly grabbed his throat. He closed his mouth and his old face turned red.

The two cowboys obviously didn't expect the visitor to be so arrogant. They didn't even quarrel and just drew their guns.

When they hurriedly drew their guns, the second revolver in Zhang Heng's hand was already pointed at them.

"If I were you, I would go to the bar and have a drink before the sun sets. After all, life is short and no one knows what will happen next moment."

The two cowboys looked at each other. Although their eyes were full of unwillingness, they finally stepped aside knowing the current situation.

Then Zhang Heng looked at the old man basking in the sun, "Hey, it looks like you need a new cup. I hope the next cup can stay with you longer."

The latter's veins jumped with anger at these words, and his arms trembled.

However, because the gun was pointed at his head now, no matter how angry he was, he couldn't say a word.

But at this moment, another voice spoke.

"You've got what you want, now, can you put your weapons away?"

It was a middle-aged man about fifty years old, wearing a dirty shirt and exuding a faint smell of alcohol. If it weren't for the police badge on his chest that also looked gray, he would probably Will be considered a homeless person.

But he came out of the police station, so if nothing else, he should be the sheriff here.

Although the middle-aged drunkard in front of him and Morton, whom Zhang Heng met in the Gobi before, are both legal officers, there is still a slight difference between the two. Sheriffs are usually called Sheriffs, who are elected by towns and cities to maintain an area. Those who are stable sometimes work part-time as local judges and hold trials.

Marshals, also called law enforcement officers, are usually affiliated with the federal government, and their main job on weekdays is to hunt down or escort fugitives.

One of them belongs to the local government and the other to the federal government. Of course, the main work nature is to maintain the stability of a region and punish evil and promote good.

Zhang Heng saw that the Sheriff of Lincoln County had come forward, and he simply put away his pistol.

He came here to settle down, not to stir up trouble. It was okay to offend ordinary people, but if he really angered the sheriff here, he would have no choice but to turn around and leave.

However, Zhang Hengdao did not regret his previous actions. Although cowboys and pirates are not the same kind of people, they still have many similarities in their bones. In other words, human beings themselves have many things in common. What Zhang Heng just said The two shots were not just for venting anger, but also to send a signal that I was not someone to be trifled with.

Considering his skin color, in this era of the West, it is a hellish difficulty. Coming to a new territory alone does not mean that you will be fine if you just shrink your head. Instead of waiting to be bullied to the end. , the situation is getting more and more serious, it is better to simply take this opportunity to make things worse.

In this way, if anyone wants to be mean-mouthed or mean-handed, they will consider the consequences of doing so in advance.

Of course, this does not mean that Zhang Heng will be fine after that. In fact, things are more serious than he imagined. Although Zhang Heng has temporarily deterred these people, it is not easy to live in a hostile environment, and This is a world where everyone has a gun. If you really want to do something, don't make it simpler.

A few glasses of whiskey and a few provocations will make a person completely abandon his reason. No matter how strong Zhang Heng is, he cannot challenge an entire town by himself, and he cannot always be on guard 24 hours a day. People around him, he is also a human being after all, will also feel tired. He can do it for a day or two, or even a week, but no matter how long it takes, there will be a day when his spirit will not be able to hold on.

Zhang Heng has begun to realize that it is not easy to complete the seemingly simple task of settling in Lincoln County in the first half of the main mission.

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