Chapter 601 - Radish (2/2)
The old man was so furious that his veins popped, his arms trembling.
However, since the revolver was pointing at his head now, not a word could be said no matter how angry he was.
Suddenly, another person spoke.
“You have gotten what you want, now, can you put away your weapons?”.
It was a middle-aged man who was about fifty years old. He was wearing a dirty s.h.i.+rt and reeked of alcohol. If it were not for the grayish, weathered police badge on his chest, Zhang Heng would have thought that he was a tramp.
Since he walked out of the police station, he should be the sheriff here. Although Morton and the middle-aged drunkard standing in front of him were considered law enforcers, they somewhat differed. The sheriff was usually known as sergeant as well, and the town elected a sheriff to maintain the safety of an area. On rare occasions, a sheriff would act as the local magistrate to hold trials.
Bailiffs, on the other hand, were also called lawmen. Usually affiliated with the feds, their main job was to hunt down or escort fugitives.
One was in charge of their local area, and the other worked for the federation. The nature of their work was to maintain an area’s stability, punish the evil, and reward the good.
Zhang Heng saw that Lincoln County’s sheriff had come forward, so he decided to put away his revolvers. He came here to settle in this place, not to make trouble. It was not too bad if he provoked the ordinary people here. However, if he angered the sheriff here, he would be forced to leave this place.
However, Zhang Heng did not regret what he did earlier. Although cowboys and pirates were not the same kinds of people, they both bore many similarities. To be more precise, all humans had many things in common. The two shots he fired weren’t a mere vent of anger, but rather, to send a signal that they should not be messing with him.
Considering his skin color, it would be tough to get a head start in the West of this era. Coming to a new territory alone did not mean that you will be safe even if one decided to lay low. Instead of waiting for others to bully him, Zhang Heng took this opportunity to make a scene.
In this way, if someone wanted to badmouth him, they would now have to think about the consequences. Of course, it didn’t mean that Zhang Heng would be fine afterward. In fact, things would get more serious than he imagined. Although he had temporarily scared them off, it was not easy to live in a hostile environment like this. In this world where everyone had a gun, Zhang Heng would not be able to do as he pleased.
A few gla.s.ses of whiskey, coupled with a few provocations, was enough to make a person abandon all sanity. No matter how strong Zhang Heng was, it was impossible to go up against an entire town alone. And he couldn’t be on guard 24 hours a day either. He was, after all, a human, and he would get fatigued. He might be able to hang on for a day or two, or even a week, but eventually, he would get tired.
Zhang Heng had already begun to realize that it was not easy to complete the first half of the main mission and settle in Lincoln County.