Chapter 631 - Quick Battle (1/2)

Chapter 631 Quick Battle

Zhang Heng was not interested in doing the ten-step walk before shooting at each other.

This method of dueling, however, did sound and look cool in western movies, though. Zhang Heng did not think his marksmans.h.i.+p would be worse than Cook. They had both trained in different environments, wherein Zhang Heng honed his skills on the gun from Simon. He was better at long-range sniping, rather than a Western cowboy’s cla.s.sical duel.

In fact, even if Zhang Heng were familiar with their style, he would not put on his Filter Lens unless absolutely necessary.

No matter how good a shooter was, it was bound for one to be eventually be killed in the duel. There was always someone faster than you in this world. Besides, Zhang Heng figured that Cook might be concealing his real intention with the duel he just proposed. However, it wasn’t crucial to Zhang Heng anymore.

From the very beginning, Zhang Heng had never intended to duel.

After killing the three people outside the house, he leaned against the wall and knocked on the door with the back of his rifle to draw Cook’s attention. Then, killing the only two light sources, he swiftly scuttled around the end of the house and climbed to the second floor.

Judging from the layout, it should be Wendy’s room that he must have stepped into. But unlike rooms of other girls, there were very few dolls. Instead, Zhang Heng saw many wooden ponies and knights.

Zhang Heng also heard Cook’s shouting downstairs. Hence, he did not stay in the room for too long. He gently opened the door and walked along the corridor to the stairway. The Filter Lens allowed him an un.o.bstructed view of what was happening downstairs. Zhang Heng then took up the Winchester rifle in his hand and ended the battle smoothly. The entire process took less than a minute.

Cook had no idea where the deadly bullet came from when he was sent to meet his maker.

“Please allow me to express my grat.i.tude for saving the lives of our family.”

Since it was late at night, Zhang Heng decided to spend the night at Matthew’s house.

The next morning, as everyone was at the dining table, Matthew mentioned the incident that happened last night again, and his face was full of grat.i.tude. “Oh, you’re welcome. I’m just fulfilling my responsibilities as a contract employee.” Zhang Heng took a sip of milk. “After all, only a living employer can pay me.”

“What contract?” Matthew was a little surprised.

“About that…” Zhang Heng put down the cup and took out the contract Wendy signed with him before leaving.

Matthew took the contract and looked at it, “Eighty dollars in remuneration, twenty dollars in debt, plus a good horse… Looks good to me. I can pay you now.”

“That couldn’t be better.” Zhang Heng raised his cup again, “…Happy to serve.”

Then, Wendy suddenly interrupted. “Wait,” she said.

“What’s wrong? Have any questions?” Zhang Heng asked.

Wendy was lucky. The bullet penetrated her palm, grazed her bones, and went right through, leaving behind a gaping hole in her hand. A doctor had treated her wound, and she was fine now, save for a scar that would form later. Naturally, her mother was worried that it would affect her marriage. Wendy, however, wasn’t the least bothered by it.

“That contract is flawed,” Wendy solemnly proclaimed.