America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 241 The Request of the Wronged Woman

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Leonard's residence?" Miranda, a middle-aged woman among the three women, asked timidly.

Sean noticed that the middle one of the three women had gauze wrapped around half of her head, and the remaining half of her face exposed was also swollen and deformed.

Her eyes were empty, she didn't say a word, and she looked like she had no love in her life.

"She was disfigured. The man had a ring on his finger when he hit her, and the gash on his face was deep." Sally said on the other side.

"Leonard is dead." Sean said, "You should know."

"I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have said that, please forgive me." Miranda said humbly, "We know it, we knew it when the news first came out."

"We also know that this house belongs to Mr. Chen now, can we meet him?" She bowed to Xiao En, "If possible."

Sean hesitated for a moment, then opened the door and led the three of them to the second floor.

The door of the largest room on the second floor was ajar, and three women walked in after Xiao En.

Facing the door of the room is a large desk, and there are several people standing on both sides of the desk.

Only one young man was sitting, half leaning in the chair behind the huge desk, with his fingers crossed on his chest.

The lighting in the room was dim, and the kerosene lamp on the table illuminated half of the young man's face, while the other half was in shadow.

There was no special expression on his face, it was like water.

Behind his chair stood a stunning beauty with her hands on the back of the chair.

At this moment, everyone in the room looked at the three women at the door.

Miranda felt tremendous pressure rushing towards her face, and the hairs on her back stood up. She was afraid that she would turn her head and run away in the next second.

In the end, she mustered up her courage and asked, "Excuse me, which one of you is Mr. Chen?"

The young man sitting on the chair spoke, his voice was unhurried, but the words were clear: "I am."

"These are the three, uh, three women I met during the day." Sean pointed to Miranda and the others.

"Dear Mr. Chen, I have heard of your reputation, your justice, generosity and reputation." Mirada put her hands on her chest to show her respect for the young man.

In each town, they are often the most informed.

What Chen Jianqiu did at the exchange two days ago had already reached their ears.

Not only that, but there are also rumors that this young man surnamed Chen has something to do with Fred's downfall, but it's just a rumor.

They knew that it was easier for these people to kill a person than a chicken.

Chen Jianqiu didn't speak.

Seeing that the young man didn't interrupt her, Miranda continued, "We're just some lowly poor people who live by selling our bodies."

"But the people from the Santa Cruz gang robbed us and your subordinates. They ruined Alice's appearance and deprived her of the hope of surviving." She pointed to the unrecognizable woman beside her and said, "We hope that you can uphold justice for us."

Chen Jianqiu still didn't speak, his expression didn't even change a bit, he just quietly looked at the three people at the door.

"We, we can pay you." Miranda hurriedly took out some money from a bag.

These are what they have accumulated, and now they are all taken out.

Not for anything else, just to vent my anger on my sister.

"If it's not enough, you can add these." Sally on the side hurriedly took off a necklace from her neck.

"Yes, yes, and mine." Miranda also hurriedly took off her own necklace.

Holding the money and two necklaces in both hands, she knelt down with the two women beside her and begged Chen Jianqiu.

"You and your friend came to me at night, took some money, and asked me to kill someone for you?" Chen Jianqiu slowly stood up from the chair.

He stuffed his hands into his pockets and stood in front of the desk. His shadow was reflected on the wall and stretched out.

"Ma'am, do you think my friends and I will kill people for money?" Chen Jianqiu turned his head and looked at the three women with sharp eyes.

"No, no, I didn't mean that, Mr. Chen." Miranda was terrified, she lowered her head, not daring to look directly into Chen Jianqiu's eyes.

There was silence in the room, no one spoke.

"Hmm~ Santa Cruz Gang..." Chen Jianqiu tapped his fingers rhythmically on the desk surface, pacing back and forth in front of the desk.

Three women knelt at the door of the room, not daring to speak out.

After a while, Chen Jianqiu seemed to suddenly remember that there were three women at the door.

He raised his head and waved at them:

"You go back."

Miranda and Sally glanced at each other.

"Please accept this. This is the money we borrowed before. I know you are the creditor now. Please allow us to repay these loans. It is an honor." Miranda said.

She still wasn't about to get up.

Sean took the money from her, counted it, and put some of it back into the woman's hand, along with the two necklaces.

"Go back." Chen Jianqiu said, "If people in this town need help, we will lend a helping hand to them."

"We will not be paid to kill, ladies, I just hope that you will remember that you owe me a favor."

The three women thankfully got up from the ground and retreated through the door.

After the three women left, Chen Jianqiu leaned his butt on the table,

"Abiot, you have spent more time in Lincolnshire recently, what is the origin of this Santa Cruz Gang?" Chen Jianqiu asked.

Abiot snorted.

"A gang in town, extortionate, not doing much."

"It also only emerged in the last few months. After Pile's strength has been greatly reduced, he can no longer manage these 'moles'."

"What about the gang composition?"

"It's mainly a group of wandering vagrants, thieves, robbers, everyone, whites, Mexicans, outcast blacks, I don't know who the leader is."

Chen Jianqiu nodded, he rested his chin on his hand and thought about something.

Santa Cruz, Santa Cruz.

He seems to have seen this name somewhere, and not long ago.

Chen Jianqiu turned around, and his eyes stopped on the pile of loan contracts placed separately.

He flipped through those contracts one by one, and finally saw the name on one of the borrowers.

Jose Santa Cruz.

"It seems that we really have an account, and we have to settle it with this dear friend."

Chen Jianqiu took out the loan contract and put it on the table.

"Go and rest. Tomorrow, let's visit Mr. Santa Cruz."

　One more, two more later
　　
　
(End of this chapter)