"What a cowardly sheriff."
"Scarecrow is better suited."
News Carver and The Tall Texan, who had been trembling with fear in the bank, were now in high spirits.
Butch Cassidy, leading the way, squealed. "No. He's smart."
"You're joking, right?"
"Think about it. A sheriff's salary is priceless. It's stupid to die for a little money. He knows it."
Butch held something close to respect for Sheriff Nash, who dealt unarmedly.
"But not everyone is like him. Maybe it's time to change jobs."
Everyone made a disgusted face. They've heard that many times over the past few days. However, they also understood Butch's desire to say so. The pursuit of the Pinkerton National Detective Agency hired by the railway company is persistent, and the other day they lost nearly half of their companions in a shootout.
"But Butch," Kid Curry replied. "Is there any other business we can do?"
Butch, who has the appearance of a bad boy, said with a toothy grin. "It's casino management."
Kid Curry shook his head. "No casino."
"Why?"
"A robber is coming."
"Don't worry, 'Cause I will hire Pinkerton in guard," said Butch with a mischievous wink.
"If you need a guard, we'll do it."
The Sundance Kid, who is usually taciturn, made a rare statement.
"As the century changes, so will we. Let us wash our hands from crime."
It was 1900, and next year it was the twentieth century. Butch considered the twentieth century to be the age of science and technology. There were already telegraphs and gasoline cars. Future firefights will no doubt use more deadly and maneuverable weapons. That's why Butch felt the limits of his current business.
"What is that?" said News.
Butch came to his senses and reached for the pistol on his hip.
News pointed forward and asked, "Is there such a huge bronze statue in that place?"
Butch saw a gigantic human figure standing in the middle of a gently ridged ridge. About 30 feet tall. It wore a helmet, a belt around its waist, sandals on its feet, and a sword in its hand. An ancient Greek warrior statue.
"No," Butch replied firmly.
"Then when? Who?"
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The Argo Goes West
Science FictionIn 1900, creatures from Greek myth began to invade America, where the frontier line had disappeared. Theodore Roosevelt builds the Argo, a battle train and heads to the west where monsters await!
