"What do you want from me!"
"Nada, we're just gonna cash you in for some sweet sugary gold,"
"I'll pay you more than your guy to let me go,"
"Listen here Junior, there is a reason where da boss choose us to getchur moneygrubbin' ass, we neva, and I mean neva fail to fulfill a bounty,"
"We must be off, other bounty hunters are hot on our trail,"
"C'mon Snake, we kna dis is a third-rate contract. Who in der right minds goes after Mustang?"
"Anyo, toss dis lowlife in da back, we'll take a smooth cruise ta Kina,'"
"Ah crud, damn camel jockeys on ta us!"
"Told you,"
"They're nah problem forya boi Mustang!"
The men hop onto their carriage with cargo in the back. The illiterate one stands tall and fire arrows while instructing the other how and where to steer. A "camel jockey" got up close on horseback. The illiterate one jumped off the carriage and on to the "camel jockey". He knocked him off the horse and took control of the horse. The illiterate one continued to fire at the rest of the "camel jockeys". What appeared to be their leader attacked the back of the carriage to slow them down and perhaps detach the back. The illiterate on took out his baton and slowed down. He waited until he was right next to the leader to smack him in the face, knocking off his horse. The rest off the "camel jockeys" retreated. The carriage continued to "Kina". When they arrived, they threw blind folded and bounded man into "Kina".
"ell, whata happened here?" The illiterate one said.
"Mustafa was brutally murdered," a citizen informed.
"Ah! FOR THE LOVE OF- ONE LESS PAYCHECK FOR ME!" The illiterate one responded angrily.
"What do we do with this fellow?" The other said.
"Bring'm inta da ally'. I gonna take out my frustrations on him," The illiterate one demanded.
They carried the man into the alley where the illiterate one kicked him for over an hour.
"What is your name," The cargo said.
"No one asks what my name is!" The illiterate one said again delivering a flurry of kicks.
"But yep, remember dis name, Mustang and dis is Snake. If you got a bounty, we got a paycheck,"
"Please I am off no value to you anymore, just let me go!" The cargo begged.
Mustang stomped the cargo's head into the ground and left. The began to steer their carriage slowly.
"I think it's for the better Mustafa was murdered. He was a psychopath," Snake suggested.
"Ah shucks nah, he may be insano but he had his morals straight. And had low tolerance. Anyways, it is not up to the bounty hunter to determine if the bounty is ethical or not," Mustang said.
"Up ahead, your mortal enemies," Snake said pointing ahead at bridge crossing a river. A road block off multiple carriages crossed the road horizantally.
"Camel Jockeys..." Mustange said agrressively speeding up.
"Snake, gotta ona dose holy explosive things?" Mustang asked.
"You're insane..." Snake said tossing a glowing crystal ball at Mustang. Mustang tied it to an arrow and fired it at the middle of the roadblock. The roadblock was practically disintegrated. The carriages front wheels were destroyed causing it to swerve out of control. Luckily, Mustang got it under control in seconds. Mustang got out of the carriage and went to the storage covered with a brown canvas.
