Chapter 17 Ghost Rider

Was, who was coldly facing his head with a gun, exhibited the "disobedience curse" as a conditioned reflex.

Suddenly, a powerful magic burst out from the wand. The man holding a shotgun was hit by an invisible giant force and was directly hit out.

First hit it on the hard wall, emitting a dull loud noise, and then fell to the ground embarrassed.

The shotgun was just falling at Wase's feet.

Wes fiercely kicked the shotgun out of the door with his feet.

"Don't move!"

He pointed directly at the corner with the wand in his hand.

"What is the wooden stick in your hand? Is it a wand?"

An old and hoarse voice slowly came from the corner, with a hint of doubts and vigilance.

An old denim stood up difficultly, and after getting up, he did not forget to shake the dust on his body.

"Are you a magician?" Cowboy's melancholy eyes stared at Wes.

His booing blossoming stubble looked particularly vicissitudes under the dim light.

From the perspective of the old denim's dress, it can be seen that the denim is probably a handsome and loved woman.

"Where is the" San Fan Gonza Contract "?"

"Where do you know the" Sheng Fan Gonza Contract "?"

The old cowboy frowned and looked particularly vigilant.

"This doesn't matter your business, Old Cowboy."

Weas toughly tough, no chance to ask the other party.

"I can't let the" San Fan Gonza Contract "fall into the hands of people like you."

The right hand of the old cowboy between the conversation slowly touched the waist calmly, and the movement was slightly impossible to detect.

"All Petrochemical!"

Weis saw through the little movement of the old denim, and he was too lazy to spend more tongue with the stubborn denim.

In an instant, the old cowboy was set in place, and his body was stiff like a stone statue.

Only the eyes can rotate, and the old cowboy's eyes are perfectly explained what is scary and incredible.

"The" San Fan Gonza Contract "fly."

Wes used the flying curse.

In the incredible eyes of the old cowboy, a tin iron pupae flew directly towards Ves's hands as if he was led by an invisible big hand.

After Ves took the iron pupa, he explored for a while.

Soon he got the answer. I saw Wes be carefully dismantling the handle of the iron pupa, revealing a yellowed sheepskin paper.

"Hidden is quite strict."

Wes took out a feather pen and slowly approached the shellacked paper for inspection.

When the feather pen was close to the parchment, a soft light was instantly emitted.

"It's it's it." Wase finally showed a satisfactory smile on his face. He quickly hid the "San Fan Gonza Contract".

Before leaving, Wes turned his head and said to the old cowboy that was unable to move: "Half an hour later, the curse will be lifted automatically. Old age, don't be so hot."

After speaking, Wes didn't get back to the car on the ground, and then the car door, the car went away, leaving only a flying dust.

Half an hour later, the effectiveness of the curse was finally lifted, and the old denim fell heavily on the ground.

He moaned painfully, struggling to stand up tremblingly.

"I did not expect that I would have been planted in the hands of a young man one day."

Carter said, he helplessly supported the cowboy hat on his head, and then walked outside the door to bend over and pick up a shotgun.

A loud whistle sounded.

"咴咴咴 ~~"

The rushing horseshoe came from a distance and near the ground. After a while, a tall and strong steed stopped beside Carter.

Carter stroked the head softly, as if communicating with an intimate old friend.

"Bullying is not the style of denim."

Carter's heart was burning with anger, and he made up his mind. A rolling, rideing agilely on the horse back, shouting loudly: "Depart!"

Ma Er understood his instructions, lifted his forefoot excitedly, accompanied by hissing.

Chase in the direction of Wes.

The sky soon darkened, just like a huge black curtain cloth slowly shrouded the earth.

Wes stopped the car slowly.

The night in Texas, like a mysterious and peaceful picture.

The vast and vast wilderness appears wider and vast under the dim moonlight, and the grass and low shrubs are like a silent shadow. In the sky, the stars are dazzling, and densely decorated on the dark blue sky.

The outline of the mountains in the distance was blurred, leaving only the huge figure of black crickets. On the ground, I can occasionally glance at the agile figure of the hare running, or hear the yell of Ye Yan's screams echoing in the silent night sky.

The night scenery of the deserted suburbs of Texas contains the original and roughness of nature, but also has a kind of intoxicating and quiet beauty, which makes people sigh the magical and infinite charm of nature.

"Good scenery." Wes sighed softly.

‘Sanfan Gonza Contract’ is getting hands.

Weis intends to take a break here for a while, eat something, and enjoy this rare beauty.

Zhan Di is indeed a multi -faceted hand. Not only can he handle housework skillfully, but also act as an experimental assistant.

Soon, the warm bonfire rose, and the delicious dinner was ready.

Weis enjoyed Zhanyi's intimate and thoughtful service at his own time.

"Da ~ Da ~ Da"

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The crisp sound of horse hooves broke the silence of the night.

Weiss stood up alertly in an instant, and he keenly felt that a strong hostility was approaching rapidly.

A skeleton horse with blazing flames rushed over with a thunderous force, and its four hooves left a string of burning flames on the ground.

On the horse sat a cowboy with a burning flame and a skull.

After seeing Weiss, Carter took out his shotgun and aimed without hesitation, shouting: "I caught up with you, wizard boy!"

"I didn't hit you hard, you old man."

However, the current emergency situation did not allow Weiss to think so much.

After all, the cowboy in front of him came to settle accounts with him.

"Apparition"

Wes reacted quickly and cast magic to teleport behind Carter in an instant.

‘Disarm’

A powerful disarming spell shot out from Wes’s wand, instantly sending the shotgun out of Carter’s hand.

Carter’s reaction was also extremely fast, and he quickly pulled out a revolver from his waist.

“Bang!”

Three consecutive shots, the bullets whizzed out.

‘Obstacles’

Three consecutive powerful spells were released instantly.

Three bullets hit the viscous liquid in front, and the speed of the bullets instantly slowed down. After flying a distance in the air with difficulty, the potential energy was exhausted and fell to the ground powerlessly.

“Ten Thousand Bullets”

It has never been Wes’s style to not fight back.

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth is the principle that Wes has always believed in.

In the suburbs of Texas, the most abundant thing is all kinds of gravel.

As Wes cast his magic, countless gravels instantly turned into powerful bullets, shooting at the cowboy and his horse like raindrops, and the powerful impact pierced and knocked him down with both the man and the horse.

But Wes did not dare to relax his vigilance.

The flames on Carter and the warhorse burned even more fiercely.

The wounds on their bodies recovered rapidly at an astonishing speed visible to the naked eye, and after just a few seconds, they stood up again.

"Damn immortal."

Although everything was within Wes's expectations, he still felt very difficult.

This kind of opponent with immortality is undoubtedly the most annoying.

Carter put on his cowboy hat again, his eyes full of provocation: "Your tricks don't work on me, wizard."

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