Chapter 1638: The Gun of Death Penalty, It's Noon

Carter Slay is the most typical old western cowboy.

He has a horse named Black Girl and an old gun named Widow. He gallops in the wilderness of the west, and he is almost the same as those cowboys who live and work in the same way.

However, he must be special, because if he is not special, there is no reason for him to be valued by the original Mephisto, and he personally recruited him to become a ghost knight under his command.

The Ghost Rider is Mephisto's bodyguard, the most powerful force in all of Hell. Mephisto, who has always held this power firmly in his own hands, has no reason to stuff any cat or dog into his ranks of knights, whether it is emotional or rational. Therefore, anyone who can become a knight selected by him can be said to be a momentary hero. On this point, Carter Sley is no exception.

Before he became Ghost Rider, Carter Sley already had a great reputation in the western United States. But when it comes to his name, some people may not know it, but when it comes to his name as a hot-handed sheriff, it is enough to make all the cowboys and gunmen in the entire west shudder.

No matter what kind of criminal, it is impossible to survive the hands of the thorny sheriff. No matter how good a gunslinger is, it is impossible to beat the quick gun in the hands of this sheriff in a duel. He was the strongest in that era when morality was degraded and people generally talked with guns in their hands. And all those who dared to question this point fell on his quick gun.

It can be said that he is a legend of an era. In the west at that time, mention him, mention the revolver called death penalty in his hand. No one is unconvinced. And it is precisely because he has such a great reputation that he can attract the attention of the cunning lord Mephisto.

Mephisto also took great pains to make Carter Srey willingly become his knight.

He tried every means to buy off a lot of greedy humans, and there were many big figures like the mayor and the mayor among them. And the reason why he wanted to bribe them was to incriminate Carter Sley.

In the name of justice, a sheriff who can keep the robbers in the whole west silent with a gun in his hand is obviously not willing to dedicate himself to the devil because of his greed for power. Since this is the case, then it is better to use conspiracy and tricks to make him completely despair of the world he lives in, so as to dedicate his whole body and mind.

Mephisto did a lot of this kind of thing, and he arranged everything for Old Carter with ease. And just like what he wrote and directed, when old Carter was framed and framed by the government he was loyal to, when he changed from a hero to a bear that everyone shouted and beat, the pride and justice he insisted on in his heart seemed to be important. Like glass under the hammer, it shattered into thousands of pieces.

At that time, Carter Sley was still a young and energetic guy. As far as his temper was concerned, he could be regarded as a powder keg that would ignite at any moment, and his impulse would always be one step ahead of his reason. This is also the reason why Mephisto arranged such a move. He believed that it was impossible for this knight whom he favored to be so honestly caught without a fight and accept the trial of those scumbags.

And it is true. He was sent to the gallows because of false framing and framing. Of course, Carter Sley couldn't accept such a thing. Of course, as an ordinary person, under the premise that he was confiscated and imprisoned in a heavily guarded state prison, he had no way to resist even if he wanted to resist. Therefore, his final choice can only be as Mephisto designed, to accept his power and become his knight.

The rage of revenge is always the best fuel for the power of Ghost Rider,

And when the Ghost Riders transform for the first time, they are always prone to being completely washed out of their sanity by this kind of vengeful anger. Carter Sley was no exception on this point, but when he recovered from this madness, he discovered that he had already made a big mistake.

Those shameless bureaucrats who framed him naturally did not escape his revenge and trial. In this regard, he has nothing to regret. After all, when they are determined to frame a righteous person, they have already been labeled as unforgivable crimes. The gates of hell are open to them, as it must be.

However, the death of those mounted policemen and innocent people who died because they were involved in this incident was something that Carter Sley could not accept.

Of course, some people may think that since these people will die under the hands of the Ghost Rider, then they must have deserved death and are not worthy of sympathy at all. This sentence sounds right, but if you think carefully about the era that Carter Sley lived in at that time, you will find that all these are the words taken for granted by bystanders.

The west nearly two hundred years ago was not a well-ordered civilized society. At that time, people who held guns seldom said that anyone was completely innocent. Bandits, cowboys, Indians, and even clashes between colonists and settlers in different regions are all triggers that could get your hands bloody. Therefore, simply judging a person's crime by killing is definitely not a fair and reasonable method. Position, as well as survival factors, are more issues that should be considered.

However, the devil king would not use these things to consider whether a person is sinful or not. The standard he set was originally an agreement signed with God, and it was a means to recruit more nutrients for his hell. He doesn't care if the soul is guilty as long as it can send the soul to hell. Therefore, Carter Sley has no possibility of making up for what he has done.

It was a pain that he could never forget, and his guilt almost drove him crazy during that period of time. And precisely because of this guilt, he sealed up his most powerful weapon in the past, the revolver called the death penalty.

When introducing himself, Carter Sr. always said that his favorite gun was the Manchester Widow. He will never tell you that his best and most powerful weapon is an old Colt revolver.

The level of six shots per second is not his limit, and what limits this limit is always the capacity of the magazine rather than his rate of fire. This is the data he retained when he was still a human being. After becoming a Ghost Rider, this data will only be higher, not lower.

Now, Old Carter's hand was already on the revolver around his waist. Although he has not touched this gun called death penalty for more than a hundred years, but when he touched the handle of this gun, the innate sense of familiarity still gave him a feeling that his body was infused. Feeling of strength. At this time, his eyes also changed.

If before, the burning flames in his eye sockets could only make people feel hot, then now, when you look into his eyes again, you will feel a kind of coldness that penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

This coldness is not a physical sensation brought to you by a change in temperature. It's more of a psychological element, and it's like facing death in the same way that anyone alive would feel in that situation. And with such a vision, old Carter had already said such a sentence to the angels who were fighting guerrillas with him.

"It's High noon!"

The time for the cowboy duel has arrived at noon. In just a split second, old Carter pulled out the death penalty revolver around his waist, and immediately completed a fatal six-shot burst.

His draw speed is fast, and his shooting speed is even faster. Let alone a reaction, this series of actions didn't even make it clear to the angels. So naturally, the six unlucky ones were shot to the point by him without any accident, and they were burnt to ashes by the hellfire in a bang.

This is just the beginning, not the end. Old Carter, who had completely shown his cards, obviously couldn't be satisfied with such a small result. So on one side of his body, there was another set of six consecutive shots that were fast and indescribable.

This time, although the angels were already conscious, it was still impossible to resist this miraculous shooting.

Carter Sr.'s execution gun far outpaced the speed with which he could fire a rifle. If the angels were able to respond to his movements when he was shooting with his rifle, they were only targets when he took out the death gun.

Six, twelve, eighteen. In just a few breaths, those angels who were still playing guerrilla with old Carter before have become his ghosts under the gun one after another. And looking at the helpless angels who were still shocked by this sudden change, Old Carter already smiled and walked towards them with big strides.

run. This is the only thought of all the surviving fallen angels. But if you want to run again at this time, it is not that simple.

Gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas. He untied his long-sealed seal and took out his most powerful weapon. Of course, the strongest knight ever had such confidence and strength. And naturally, those angels will inevitably become victims of his gun, to commemorate the long-lost highlight moment of this old knight.

six, twelve...

Every shot is a chain of angels reduced to ashes. And after several consecutive gunshots, apart from the chief angel who was still entangled with Shen Bianxiong, there was no longer a living angel on the entire battlefield.

Such a situation frightened the courage of the only survivor, and also made the novice Kanbe Xiong gasp in admiration.

No one could have imagined that old Carter, who could barely sustain the hellfire on weekdays, had such a miraculous ability. Compared with his ability, he has great strength, but he is just like a strong man waving cotton candy, there is no comparison at all.

This made him couldn't help but imagine, if he had such ability? And just as he was thinking about it, Old Carter had already aimed at the only remaining angel, and slowly grasped the handle of the death penalty gun.

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