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Harry Wright: A Luxurious Solo Travel Chapter 13

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    "Kill the god in front of you?"

    "HeheTeacher"

    "I don't have the confidence and courage you have now."

    "It's my two friends"

    "The way they do things can truly be called unscrupulous."

    Putting his arms behind his head and looking at the long clouds in the sky, as if looking at the teacher's smiling face, Harry murmured to himself.  Thinking of his mentor, Harry seemed to have returned to his boyhood.

    "mine¡­¡­"

    "Teacher."

    There were faint tears in the corners of Harry's eyes.

    "Harry! Are you okay? Are you injured?"

    "Harry!!!?"

    Harry¡¯s thoughts were interrupted by crisp calls.

    Harry made a flexible back flip and jumped up.  I happened to see Benika Tina who had just emerged from the roof of the carriage with great difficulty.

    "Don't worry, I'm fine." Facing Betty's concerned inquiry, Harry hurriedly replied.

    "The top of the carriage is too dangerous. Don't come up. I will get down right away." Harry said.

    Betty nodded and retracted her body.

    She had been staying in the automatic cab of the train just now.  The driving of the train is automatically controlled by a computer.  There was originally a driver on the train who was always ready to troubleshoot and could change the train to manual driving if necessary.  But the driver had also jumped out of the car along with the service staff of the two carriages.  So, Betty stayed there alone and waited for the end of the duel between Harry and Harry.

    When several gunshots were faintly heard, Betty could no longer hear any sounds. She waited for another ten minutes, but still there was no movement.  Betty began to worry.

    ¡°If Harry wins, he should come to me immediately.  Even if Jack wins, given the impression he has left on Betty, he will not remain silent.

    "There is still no movement"

    "Are both of them seriously injured? Or"

    "They are all dead?"

    Betty couldn't help but worry.  She had a very good impression of Harry. Although she couldn't say it was love at first sight, when such a handsome blond man smiled at her just now, she did have an indescribable feeling in her heart.

    Betty waited for a while, but there was still no movement.  She carefully placed her ear against the crack of the door and checked again, but there was still no sound.  Betty carefully opened the cab door and moved to the carriage where Harry and the others were dueling.  Through the bullet holes made by armor-piercing bullets, Betty found no trace of anyone in that carriage.  She opened the door and rushed into the car.

    There was no one in the carriage. On the wooden floor of the carriage, the metal coin used for dueling lay quietly in the corner. Apart from it, the only things left around were bullet holes caused by armor-piercing bullets.

    Picking up the coins, she immediately rushed into the next carriage, but still found no one.  Betty panicked, and she began to worry about Harry's safety.  When she was about to risk jumping off the train and looking all the way back along the railway, she thought of the roof of the train.  Pushing her body through the car window with difficulty, Betty climbed to the roof of the car.

    Betty¡¯s movements are very flexible, but she doesn¡¯t have much foundation in martial arts.  It is very dangerous to climb to the roof of a moving train.  So, when Harry heard Betty's cry, he quickly responded and quickly returned to the carriage.

    When Harry walked back to the carriage, he happened to see Betty's lower body trying desperately to retract, her legs constantly looking for a fulcrum.  According to the current situation, the possibility of her falling off the train is quite high.  Harry quickly stepped forward, hugged Betty's waist, and dragged her back to the car.

    "Thank you." Betty thanked Harry. Whether it was because of the large-scale movement just now or because Harry hugged her, her breathing was a little short.

    "No, actually I should apologize to you. After the duel, I should come down to you immediately. I'm really sorry for making you worry." Harry bowed to Betty and said with a smile.

    "Where's that Golden Finger? Will he and his men follow him to the town of Barento to cause trouble?" Seeing Harry's smiling face, Betty's heart jumped again, and she hurriedly changed the topic.

    "During the duel just now, he was forced out of the car by me because of a small oversight. He should have been slightly injured. That person should not be able to move in a short period of time." Harry replied.  With his extensive combat experience, he could certainly see the extent of Jack's injuries at the time.  Without treatment for a long period of time, there is a high possibility that the top-notch gunman will never have the chance to rob the jewelry he likes again.Let's have a close contact together.

    ¡¾Perhapsdead?  ¡¿

    Harry sighed in his heart and thought to himself.

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    Jack Ryan was lying quietly in the grass beside the railway, looking up at the sky.

    He didn¡¯t try to make any big movements with his body.  The broken bone inserted into the lungs sent a sharp stinging sensation back to his pain center. Jack's previous injury experience told Jack that moving his body rashly would only make his injuries more serious.

    ¡¾I was really too negligent.  I didn't expect that he still had this skill.  ¡¿

    He tried to move his right hand, but the sharp pain that quickly returned told him that it was impossible to make even a slight fist movement with his right hand.

    ¡¾At least five ribs were broken.  ] He calculated in his mind.

    Jack took a deep breath, turned his head, and spit out the foamy blood in his mouth.  The clear airway was not immediately filled with blood, and the large amount of fresh air cheered up his mind a little.

    "Fortunately, the broken ribs did not puncture any major blood vessels.  ] He was secretly glad in his heart.

    After resting for a while, Jack raised his left hand and clenched his fist hard.

    ¡¾Very good, I can still move my left hand.  ¡¿

    Slowly lowering his left hand, Jack tried to concentrate.  When he raised his left arm again, he already had a gun in his hand.

    A pure black pistol!

    Unlike the two regal-looking guns used by Jack and Harry in the duel, the gun in Jack's hand now looks inconspicuous.

    The dark black gun body has no luster. Even if it is placed in the sun, there is no trace of brilliance from the gun body.  The pitch-black color is like the color of the wings of demons in the underworld, so deep that it can swallow up all light.

    Except for the fine runes engraved on the gun body and extending to the handle, there is no extra decoration added to the entire gun.  From a distance, it looks like a gun-shaped piece of black iron.

    Now, the gun is in Jack Lane's hand, as if it has become one with his hand.

    Jack was listening, carefully searching for every movement in the grass.  Finally, he raised his hand and fired the first bullet.  Hit a hare that was feeding in the distance.  The recoil produced by the pistol during shooting caused another sharp pain in his right chest.  Jack placed his left hand holding the gun across his chest, quietly waiting for the next prey to appear.

    There was the sound of a motor vehicle in the distance.  After a while, rustling footsteps came closer and closer, until they came to Jack's side.  The voice came

    "Are you okay? Did you fire the shot just now? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

    "hehe¡­¡­"

    "Hahaha¡­¡­"

    "Is it a human? Is it a human?"

    "Someone will come here? Good luck, good luck, hahaha" Jack laughed.

    The person who spoke first was very unhappy.  He drove out alone to hunt hares and heard gunshots in the distance. He thought he had met a fellow hunter and was attracted by the gunfire.  He was already disappointed to see a ragged homeless man like Jack lying in the grass.  Out of moral integrity, I came here to ask as a last resort.  Now hearing Jack's inexplicable laughter again, this man felt even more uncomfortable.

    ¡¾It turned out to be a madman.  Then let him fend for himself.  ¡¿The man thought.

    "If you like to continue lying here, I'll take my leave." After saying that, Jack turned around and left without waiting for a reply.

    "HahahahahaI don't need a doctor, what I need isis" Jack said breathlessly.

    "What do you want?" The man turned around and asked.

    "What I need is is"

    "It's you!!!"

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ~

    A dark red bullet penetrated the man's chest.

    With a look of horror on his face, the man fell to the ground on his back.

    Five minutes later

    Jack slowly stood up from the ground.  His face was still a little pale and his spirit was a little tired.  But observing Jack Ryan's actions, there is no serious problem.

    "AhemI'm sorry for sending you to my door automatically, but isn't there a saying that 'curiosity will kill the cat'. So"

    "Please don't blame me. If you want to blame, just blame your own curiosity. Hahaha" After coughing a few times, JackLooking down at the body lying in the grass, he chuckled.  After he finished speaking, he looked around and found the pistol not far away that he had just used for the duel.

    Jack walked over and picked up the gun.  Although the gun body blocked the attack of the special attack armor-piercing projectile, the powerful impact of the armor-piercing projectile also distorted the entire gun body and deformed it, which could no longer be repaired.

    With a sigh, Jack dug a shallow hole in the ground with his hands, and Jack buried the gun in the soil.

    "I'm sorry, partner. We have only been separated for a short time. However, please don't worry, since I have lost you, I will definitely get your other half back, using mine"

    "Soul-eating and blood-stealing dark demon gun!!!"

    Putting the black gun in his hand diagonally on his chest, close to his heart, Jack solemnly swore.  The black pistol started to resonate with the beating of Jack's heart.  After saying that, he turned his hand and the Dark Demon Gun miraculously disappeared from his hand.

    After looking at the sky and briefly identifying the direction, Jack walked forward.

    After walking not far, Jack kicked something up.  It was a round-brimmed hat, obviously a relic of the man who had just lost his life.  Jack bent down, picked up the red hat, flicked the dirt on it, and put the hat on his head.

    "It's a nice hat. I accept it without mercy. I will take good care of it. Hahahaha" Jack laughed.

    Accompanied by laughter, facing the shadow of the sun, he softly hummed a heroic old song from the nomadic people of the Western Continent, which has been circulated in the pioneering era

    Jack is walking alone.

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