America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 203 Traditional Performing Arts in New Mexico
Thiago Mendel, male, 43 years old, Mexican.

Full name Thiago Gonzalez Maiote Santiago Sebastian Rodrigo Selmo Mendel.

This man was originally a conscientious bandit, entangled with a gang of desperadoes, wandering around the Albuquerque-Santa Fe Interstate, doing the same business as Hernandez before.

After being recruited by Congressman Scott, he led a team to "go to Beijing" and established the Crocodile Gang, which was active in the Mexican community of Santa Fe.

With the help of Scott, he and Van Cleef, the former Santa Fe police chief who was shot and killed by Chen Jianqiu, worked together and grew bigger and bigger, becoming the largest gang in the Santa Fe Mexican community.

And he will do some dirty work for Scott accordingly,
such as:

Sacked the Mexican who spoke ill of Scott and threw it into the river;

Or throw a horse carcass at the door of Scott's political opponents;
Another example is to threaten those eastern big wronged people who came to New Mexico with their minds full of getting rich, and remind them that it is time to pay some political donations.

But he is having a very hard time now.

For the recent mayoral election, Scott decisively killed Zion McCall, who was also a "chamber", and blamed him for launching a clean-up operation against them, the Santa Fe Mexican gang.

Although Van Cleef, the original executor, died in a duel, his assistant named Brunson stepped forward and began to attack them like autumn leaves.

Thiago was forced to flee Santa Fe with his entourage.

His photo also appeared on the reward list at the entrance of the Santa Fe Police Station, and because his name was too long, his reward was extra large.

Brunson specifically urged that the full name must be used.

Thiago looked at the outline of Santa Fe city far away and let out a long sigh.

When I first entered the city, the state of vigorous vitality and all things competing for development is still in front of my eyes, but now things have changed.

There is no place to stay here.

Thiago decided to return to the interstate highway and rob the most promising career in New Mexico.

At this time, he was leading his men to ambush on both sides of a bridge,
"Boss, we've been waiting for a whole day, and we can't open it." Tiago's subordinates looked at the distant horizon and muttered.

It stands to reason that this route is easy to gain. This is the busiest commercial road in New Mexico, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians and caravans.

The main thing is that Thiago set some new guidelines for them regarding the robbery.

Robbery business has been tough in New Mexico lately.

First, the hyena gang of the old man Hernandez suddenly silenced the ruins for some reason, and then a bunch of lunatics in suits appeared in Lincolnshire at some point, and they caught the robbery gang and killed them.

They must have messed with someone they shouldn't have.

Robbery is a technical job, the selection of the target must be accurate, and the soft persimmon must be picked.

For example, don’t mess with too many people, it’s not worth it; don’t mess with neat formations, it may be militia fishing; Mexicans are best not to attack, maybe they are colleagues; now add one, those white people in suits, turn their heads when they see just run.

As a wanted criminal, it is better to be careful and to be alive.

Thiago rubbed his chin while staring at the distant horizon.

There is always bread.

Suddenly, a group of people gradually appeared in his field of vision.

He narrowed his eyes.

This team seemed to fit his requirements for the target of the robbery very well.

There were not many people in the team, consisting of a few horses and carriages, in a loose formation, with men and women, old and young.

The leader was wearing a gray mandarin jacket and a light white top hat. He looked honest, like an Asian businessman; next to him was a woman riding a white horse, wearing a red cotton padded jacket. Talking and laughing.

Behind them followed a black man in a black cloth robe, a gentle-looking old man, and a white man with a raised beard.

In addition to a few of them riding horses, there were several carriages behind the team. The things on the carriages were covered with cloth. Judging from the external shape, some were barrels and some were boxes.

This is clearly a caravan.

Thiago's smile almost twitched.

The one in the lead must be a wealthy Chinese businessman. The one next to him is his wife. The old man is their housekeeper. The one with the beard is probably the only bodyguard.

As for the black person, he looked like a servant, but why these niggers deserved to ride horses, he didn't understand.

"The carriage is coming! Block the bridge!" Thiago waved at his subordinates, "Ambush, get ready to start!"

At this moment, Chen Jianqiu, who was slowly walking towards the bridge, didn't know that there was an ambush waiting for him ahead.

He was chatting with Camilla.

They chatted about their hometown.

Camila's hometown is in Puerto Rico, and the Caribbean sea breeze gave her violet eyes, but it also blew her and her family to the United States.

Then she became an orphan.

Chen Jianqiu is also an orphan, no matter before or after time travel, he has no relatives or reason.

This should be a very sad thing, but they quickly skipped this topic, and came to their clothes this time, chatting more and more happily.

"Ma'am's craftsmanship is really good." Camilla said,

"Boss, why do we have to come out in this suit?" Sean raised his objection by pulling his collar. He always felt uncomfortable at the elbow.

"Then you can also choose to be naked." Chen Jianqiu turned around and replied.

His original clothes were jackets and leather jackets.

However, among the second batch of people that Zhang Da sent to them not long ago, there was a senior tailor.

The old man originally opened a tailor shop in Denver's Chinatown, but was smashed by the Irish, and Chen Jianqiu rescued them.

No matter what she said, she would give him a whole suit of clothes.

Unexpectedly, the finished product that came out a few days later was very beautiful. Chen Jianqiu tried it on, and it fit very well and was very comfortable.

Since you have new clothes to wear, wear new ones.

Chen Jianqiu looked at the torn or old clothes on other people, and thinking of the purpose of going to Santa Fe this time, he had the cheek to ask the old lady to help make a few more.

Unexpectedly, the old lady readily agreed.

She pointed to the cloth she had brought and asked them to choose by themselves.

Camilla chose red, Sean black, and the others grey.

Not only did she help make a few sets of clothes, but she also gave Camilla an antique hairpin to tie her hair up for her.

"Oh, this girl is so handsome!" After changing Camilla's clothes, the old lady looked her up and down, full of praise.

Chen Jianqiu looked at Camilla, who was wearing a red padded jacket, with her hair in a bun, looking graceful, and then glanced at Xiao En who was next to him, who was wearing a black cloth robe, and finally understood the difference between people.

The soil is not clothes, but people.

They got on the bridge.

Chen Jianqiu looked back at Xiao En's attire, and couldn't help but want to laugh. He felt that this guy thought he was choosing work clothes for night work.

But he found that Sean pointed in the direction of the bridge: "Boss, is that a carriage?"

Before Sean could finish speaking, a group of people suddenly appeared at the bridgehead.

They all had guns in their hands.

"Get off your horses! Hands up!"

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