Seeing Stonebanks staring at him and Blade, Steman, who had the task, couldn't help but smile with a self-righteous and kind smile.

Li Changheng nodded quietly and sat at the long counter, saying to Chris, who saw her and ignored other customers, "What's delicious tonight?"

Chris said with a smile, "How about I make you fried pork chops, corn tortillas or crab meat cakes?"

“Mexican cake and pork chop, thank you.”

While eating Chris's love dinner, Li Changheng nodded to Stonebanks and Blades as the little girl poured a barrel of beer for someone.

"Bring the guys, inform the Trench and Barney and see what these people are here for."

"BOSS," Stonebanks reminded, "I felt the unique smell of blood from the other person like us."

Of course, Li Changheng knew that the guy was not a good person just now. After all, with the prompts of the town, trenches, and canyon, the fragments in his memory had already flashed back and forth.

“I just want to know if they are targeting me?

If it has nothing to do with us, then don't care about them.

If the target is mine, just kill them and throw them into the canyon.”

Stonebanks nodded, "I understand, boss."

Then, as if nothing had happened, the trench was notified by the tavern phone.

When Steman and his men left, Stone and Blade did not go out immediately, because they knew that the Trench and Barney must be staring outside.

Sure enough, when I waited for 3 minutes before going out, a police jeep quickly parked outside the tavern door and saw the trench wave to him.

"Get into the car, Barney has followed."

The two quickly got into the car, then changed into police uniforms in the car, checking the M16 rifle and pistol.

Speaking of which, the power of the American town sheriff is indeed too great.

As long as he wants, anyone can be appointed as a policeman on the fly.

As long as he becomes a policeman and the other party has a gun in his hand and shoots the person directly, there will be no trouble afterwards.

"You can't get some FNL or AK?" Blade complained while loading the M16, "This thing is much less powerful than FNL 200 meters away."

"Stop talking nonsense," Stone Banks actually didn't like M16 very much.

This kind of gun is indeed a good weapon for ordinary soldiers.

Within a distance of 200 to 300 meters, the rate of fire is faster than AK and the power is not bad.

After all, even if the M16 is a small-caliber weapon, it is still a rifle. The design goal is to kill people. No matter which part of the torso is hit, it will almost be useless if it does not die.

Moreover, small-caliber weapons can carry more ammunition, which is definitely a big advantage in the jungle where supply is difficult.

It can exceed 300 meters, and this gun is a waste and is very easy to get stuck.

So for special forces such as trenches who try not to even shoot, the advantages of M16 are useless.

Stonebanks scolded him and Blade cursed his lips, "I wonder if the drawing drawn by the boss is a joke, or do you really plan to make a gun by yourself?"

"Shut up, Snap," Stone glared at the blade and said, "What do you have to say? I'll wait until the task is completed, OK?"

The trench driving also shook its head, picked up the police intercom and called Barney.

It took nearly an hour to find Barney when he left the city.

The three of them crawled to Barney with rifles on their backs.

"Does these assholes come to the canyon to transport flour?"

While looking at these hundreds of meters away with a telescope, Barney from the two trucks nodded, "It seems that they are punching fixed nails on the rocks, which should be installed as a downhill lock for transporting flour."

The trench frowned as soon as it heard it, "I remember that the cowboys on the Canyon Ranch would get up at 3 a.m. every day to take care of the cattle.

Then every three days I would ride a horse to patrol the ranch and check whether the fences of the ranch were damaged by animals.

If you meet these guys, a gunfight might happen."

As a state in the United States where gun management is more lax than Texas and Ohio, Arizona can not only buy any gun at will, but also whenever cowboys go out, they will definitely bring long and short guns.

If you meet these more than 20 people who have built speed downhill platforms, one wants to silence, and the other enters the ranch where he works because of a stranger, and plans to transport flour here.

Maybe they will drive away these people for work.

Blade on the side suddenly said, "Will this group of people acquire the Canyon Ranch, or simply kill the cowboys or ranchers in the ranch?"

"It is possible to acquire," said Trench after saying that, "The probability of killing people directly is too small.

No one who transports flour will find a stable transportation method and will use it only once.

Once something happens to the people on the ranch, it would be fine if only one person is killed. This is the case between me and Barney.

But if all the cowboys are dead, not only will the state police come to investigate, but FB1 in Phoenix City 200 kilometers away will also send people to investigate."

"Stop it all," Stone Banks didn't care about flour, or whether there were people in the town, "Since these people's target is not the boss, don't cause trouble for ourselves and the boss.

The flour merchants in Mexico have always retaliated with their enemies and their families for their influence on their business and killing their subordinates.

When the people who are on the border patrol see it, they will be responsible for solving this matter."

Trench and Barney looked at Stone in surprise, and then they thought that he and Blade had no police identities.

It is natural to focus on protecting the boss who gives them $3,000 a month.

Trench looked at Barney and asked, "Or, just do as Stone wants, and call Canyon Ranch and tell them that the boss wants to talk to them about the acquisition of the ranch?"

After saying this, Trench shook his head, "Forget it, these guys who transport flour must have finished transporting flour in just one or two hours.

It is impossible to stay here at 4 or 5 a.m.”

Just looking at what the three of them said, you can tell the thoughts of the Trench, Stone and Blade.

Stonebanks didn't care whether the cowboys would be killed, nor did they care whether ordinary Americans would be poisoned by flour.

Blade is because he is a black man and does not have much decision-making power, so he simply doesn't speak, but he doesn't object to Stone's words.

The trench was a little worried that something might happen to the residents of the town. After all, it has been more than a year since I came to this town. Even if I didn’t have a friendship, I would be considered acquaintance.

However, he finally put Li Changheng first.

As for Barney, it was probably because he was closest to Li Changheng, and this group of people took him as their heads and waited for him to make a decision.

When Barney thought of the rancher at Canyon Farm, he immediately remembered the various cold eyes and discrimination he had encountered in the months he had just returned to the United States.

"Let's go, we leave quietly, and then go to the rock wall a kilometer away to stare.

If these people don’t enter the town, they won’t care about them.”

"OK".
Chapter completed!