America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 153 The Logic of Robbers
Chen Jianqiu slept soundly that night.

This room was originally the room of the famous sharpshooter "Billy the Kid", and the decoration and furnishings of the room have maintained the original appearance.

It made him think of the Dannys.

In the west, it is unimaginable to let a stranger live directly in the house and sleep in the room of his old son.

Chen Jianqiu's original plan was to squeeze together with those cowboys, if it was impossible, he could just find a place with a roof and make a bed on the floor.

But Mr. James said that the house was empty, and Chen Jianqiu seemed very honest, so he insisted on letting him live in it.

It wasn't until Chen Jianqiu was lying on the bed that he realized that the furnishings in this room were carefully designed.

Although in China, there is a saying that the mirror in the bedroom should not face the bed.

But it seems the bedroom's original owner didn't believe that.

Chen Jianqiu didn't know if Billy the Kid's death had anything to do with this mirror, but from the point of view of a shooter, it was reasonable.

Looking in from the window, it is impossible to see the head of the bed directly, but the mirror at the end of the bed just allows the person lying on the bed to see the avenue at the gate of the ranch.

People lying on the bed can choose to strike first or run away according to the situation in the mirror.

This room is very safe.

He slept until the next morning, when he was awakened by a noise outside the window.

"Come out, James!" cried a voice.

Chen Jianqiu didn't get up immediately, he just reached out and pulled the curtain a little, so that he could see clearly the situation outside through the mirror.

There was another reason why he didn't want to get up, and that was that the bed was so comfortable.

There are indeed people coming outside the ranch.

A dozen or so cowboys rode horses and lined up at the gate of the farm. Their clothes were not uniform, but none of them seemed to be troublesome characters.

In the middle of them is a man wearing a dark cowboy hat and a black leather jacket, holding a flower square scarf in his hand.

Chen Jianqiu looked very familiar with this flower square scarf.

Dark base with white polka dots.

Isn't this the robber leader who was shot dead by himself yesterday?Why is it in this guy's hands?

However, Chen Jianqiu quickly guessed what happened. This guy in black should be the "serious businessman" that Mr. James called - Fred.

"James, come out!" The person next to Fred shouted again.

After a few noises, Mr. James the Goatee appeared. He appeared in the direction of the hayloft and walked slowly towards Fred.Followed by a few cowboys with guns.

"What's the matter? Fred? You ran here so early in the morning, what's the matter?" James said calmly, standing in front of Fred with his hips akimbo.

"You killed my people." Fred spoke, and he raised the kerchief in his hand, "Yesterday afternoon."

"I only know that my people killed some robbers yesterday." James' tone was still steady, "These people also stole my cattle some time ago."

"Oh? Really? But as far as I know, they are just on their way back to town." Fred narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Also, they are my people, you can kill them if you want gone?"

"My people have the right to protect themselves, and they have the right to shoot the robbers." James acted tough, "I have witnesses."

"Witness?" Fred's expression froze, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the people around him, "What witness?"

These people also participated in the robbery yesterday, and they couldn't tell about the fact that six or seven people were killed at a time by one person, so they went back and didn't mention Chen Jianqiu to Fred.

"A Chinese, his men not only blocked the road and robbed him, but also killed his horse and overturned his cart." James said.

"What about others? Where are they?"

Fred suddenly felt that the person in front of him was crazy, Chinese?carriage?What is he kidding.

James was about to get someone to call Chen Jianqiu out, but Fred obviously didn't want to give him a chance to continue, he was tired of it.

"James, I'm afraid you didn't understand the point of what I said. What my people do there has nothing to do with you. If you kill my people, you have to give me an explanation!"

James was dumbfounded.

Under normal circumstances, in the west, when there are disputes between farmers and each other, they generally choose to go private.

The confession this person refers to is nothing more than losing money and losing territory.

He had already set his sights on this pasture of his own.

Chen Jianqiu, who was watching the broadcast through the mirror, was also amazed by this person's logic.

Not only did he acquiesce in the robbery of his subordinates, he selectively ignored them, and now he wanted to seek justice for their deaths.

What kind of bullshit gangster logic is this.

If you want to grab it, just say it, why are you so reserved, you are all guys who grew up in the west, why do you want to be a bitch and set up a memorial archway like others.

"You're robbing!" James looked furious, his goatee standing straight out.

"I'll give you a day to think about it." Fred turned his horse around.

"I'll come back in a day. At that time, whatever you want, move out by yourself, or be carried out."

He smiled wildly at James.

"Of course, you can also choose to call the police and ask the sheriff, but don't forget how your son died, hahahahaha!"

James stood there, and the blue cowboy named Howard behind him was already furious. He raised his gun and was about to shoot.

But James shook his head and stopped him: "We can't do it first before they fire the first shot."

Chen Jianqiu snorted coldly behind the window. He originally wanted to help the rancher for the sake of eating, drinking and living for him.

This man never understood one thing:
You can't reason with robbers.

Bandits either have no logic, or the logic always starts from their own point of view, they will not feel that they have no name, and they will never let you go because you don't fire the first shot.

But in this ranch, it seems that some people still see through this point, or don't care about this point.

"boom!"

A gunshot sounded from the side of the house, and Fred shrank his head suddenly.

His hat was knocked to the ground, with a hole in the brim.

Only a little bit, it was his head that was pierced.

He hurriedly took out his gun and began to look for the source of the gunshots, and the cowboys under him did the same, looking around.

The shooter stood at the gate of the house, and Emily held a rifle smoking from the muzzle.

"War! They're at war!" cried Fred from the horse.

"Get inside!" James yelled, rushing at Emily, trying to pull her into the house.

But obviously it was too late, a cowboy next to Fred raised his gun and aimed at Emily.

James also saw it, and his face showed great despair. He was about to lose another child of his own!

The gun went off.

The bloody scene did not appear in front of James' eyes, and Emily was still standing there, unscathed.

The dog-leg of Fred, who was aiming at Emily, had his head shot through, fell off his horse, twitched twice, and lay motionless on the ground, utterly dead.

The guns of Howard and the other cowboys also rang out, and everyone ran to the vicinity of the house for cover while shooting.

Gunfire erupted over the ranch for a while, and there were casualties on both sides.

Fred's visit this time was just a gauntlet, and he didn't bring too many people with him. Seeing that the situation was not good, he gave an order to retreat to his dog legs:
"Retreat first, come and clean them up tomorrow!"

After that, he drove away from the ranch with his dog legs.

And Chen Jianqiu, who had just saved Emily's life, slowly put the revolver on the bedside table.

He stretched himself, ready to get up.

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(End of this chapter)