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Chapter 458 God is with you

Beside the campfire under the stars, the martial arts master Old Jerry finished telling the supernatural stories related to the native Indians with the help of beer. After completing the translation work, Suisui also fell asleep in Wei Ran's arms. Even Katenka couldn't help but yawn.

Seeing that the fat sheep who had been deceived by Suisui from China were also enjoying themselves, the cowboys headed by Makar immediately organized them to take a caravan and start driving back. Obviously, they were not really here. It's not really a safe wilderness to sleep in for a night.

Without any psychological barriers, he handed over the sleeping Suisui to Katenka to take care of him. Wei Ran rode alone at the end, took out the harmonica from his pocket, and tried to play it. The song I heard from Randy and Will more than once is the theme song of the movie Casablanca astiesby.

Thanks to the teachings of his good teacher and friend Metal Ben'er, although Wei Ran was playing for the first time, he did not feel unfamiliar at all. Although this strange feeling is difficult to describe, it is real. It can be said that it is handy.

Soothing music accompanied by the slow tapping of horse hooves floated among this retro horse team full of tourists. The tourists gradually became quiet, and the martial arts master Old Jerry also endured I couldn't help but hum along with the music. At the same time, the big fat Jack who served the home-brew beer also played the guitar along with the melody.

Although Old Jerry's voice is obviously not as good as that of black Will, and although Jack's guitar playing skills are not as good as Tom's, Wei Ran seems to have seen those short-lived friends again.

Under the starry sky, the harmonica, guitar and singing ensemble continued until Makar’s ranch. Suisui, who was woken up by Katenka, fell sleepily from the caravan directly into Wei Ran's arms and continued to close her eyes.

"You play the blues harmonica very well, better than anyone I've ever seen." Old Jerry, who had been singing all the way, said to Wei Ran before leaving, and the big fat Jack, He also gave a thumbs up gesture on one side.

Although he could understand what the other party said, Wei Ran, who was holding Suisui, still turned to look at Katenka standing next to him.

"He said that you play the harmonica very well, better than anyone he has ever seen." Katenka dutifully translated it into Russian.

"Thank them for their compliments for me, and also thank Old Jerry for the stories he told me tonight and Jack for the beer." Wei Ran paused and continued to speak in Russian, "Also, thank you for your help. I took care of Aurora, thank you for your hard work."

Katenka raised her beautiful eyebrows and responded with a "you're welcome" in Russian, and then relayed Wei Ran's thanks to Lao Jie. Ray and Jack.

At the same time, Wei Ran had already carried Suisui, who was sleeping, towards their bedroom. At the same time, he was secretly wondering whether he should interfere with the things in the basement that Makar took him to see before. Could you please help me deal with it, and whether you should go to the address in Hawaii recorded on the metal book to have a look.

One night without words, the next day will be WeiranWhen she woke up, Suisui had already gotten up vigorously, calling for Katenka to help her lead the fat sheep who were also making bleating noises, and happily started a new day's activities.

"Makar, can you take me to find Jack?" Wei Ran asked Makar, who was obviously lazy.

"You want his beer brewing recipe"

Makar thought he had guessed Weiran's purpose, "Just give up, that damn fat man will give his wife away I will never give you his brewing recipe."

"I have no interest in his wife or the brewing recipe at all"

Wei Ran was not angry. Said, "I want to see the pistol he found in old Mr. Brown's house, and if it's convenient, I also want to go to the basement to have a look."

"You told me earlier. , I thought you wanted to brew your own beer." Makar walked to the stables in the distance and said, "Wait a moment, I'll go get the horse."

"I will. I wish I had a chance to talk about it." Wei Ran shook his head in confusion.

Without letting him wait long, Makar led two horses over and led him through the barbed wire fence on the edge of the farm again to find his neighbor Jack.

After knowing Wei Ran’s purpose, Big Fat Jack was extremely happy and enthusiastic. He pulled out a 1911 pistol from his waist and handed it to Wei Ran without thinking.

Contrary to his expectation, the wooden patch of this pistol still had obvious burn marks, which allowed Wei Ran to easily recognize that it was the sidearm of military police captain Sean.

Seemingly sensing Wei Ran's doubts, Jack took the initiative to explain, "It was like this when I found it. Although I don't know why it was like this, I can tell that it has been carefully maintained. I guess there must be a story behind this pistol, so I didn’t replace the burnt patch.”

You guessed it

Wei Ran took advantage of Makar’s translation. At the same time, he secretly confirmed the other party's guess in his heart.

"Makar, ask Jack, can I go to that basement again?"

Wei Ran waited for the other party to finish translating Jack's words and asked, although now he has mastered I have learned English, but I don’t want to expose it, so naturally I have to pretend to be more like it.

"Of course no problem"

Makar directly gave a positive answer, and then changed to English to inform Jack, and the latter naturally had no objection. He even offered to go with them and replace the house with a new wooden door.

Jack can follow, Wei Ran naturally has no objection, and the three of them ride separately

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