America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 251 Gambling Players
The saying that there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain is reasonable to a certain extent.

People who walk often know where this road leads.

The reason why Lynch dared to have the courage to "go to the Tiger Mountain without precedent" was because he always believed that only when they entered the mountain would the mountain be called the Tiger Mountain for a reason.

"Further on, there is Monte Blanca."

Captain Dolby said to Lynch in front.

Two people rode horses and walked side by side at the head of the procession.

They had just passed a tree that had neither been born nor died.

This tree stands on the side of the road like a road sign, watching the passing pedestrians.

The two horses at the front of the team kept a certain distance from the team. This distance happened to prevent the people behind from hearing their conversation.

"According to what was said last time when transporting people, they were robbed at the front."

Lynch raised his head, looked at the high mountains in front of him that were incompatible with the surrounding wilderness, and nodded: "Well, it's a good place to ambush."

"What if they take a gamble and bet all on our side?" Du Bi was a little worried.

"Chen Jianqiu will definitely choose to die, but those Mexican gangsters will not." Lynch sat upright on the horse, his body up and down with the horse's back.

"How could those bastards who are soft and afraid of hard work listen to Chen Jianqiu's words, put a soft persimmon on their hands, and come here to bet on a one-in-half chance to do it with us?"

Lynch smiled contemptuously.

"If, I mean if." Captain Dolby adjusted his language, he looked around with some apprehension, "Should we speed up."

"No ifs! Dolby!" Lynch was annoyed for no reason.

"We can't escape! Chen Jianqiu owes me and Pinkerton a debt of blood!" He looked straight into Dolby's eyes, "You won't forget the purpose of your coming, you really think you're here to transport those things for Standard Oil Oil tanker, right?"

Dolby said no more.

After Tim left Pinkerton, he and Lynch Jr. have been in charge of Pinkerton's business in the west.

Although he didn't have much friendship with Lynch, a team of Pinkerton detectives disappeared here inexplicably, without even seeing the corpse, which is really unimaginable.

This loss was unbearable for the Pinkerton Detective Agency.

According to their and Tim's investigation, the last place where Tim's younger brother, Little Lynch appeared before he disappeared was Lincolnshire.

The target he was following was that man named Chen Jianqiu.

Tim Lynch locked himself in the house for ten days and studied all the information about this man.

When Dolby brought the detectives to Roswell, Tim Lynch finally emerged from his house.

He thought that he knew this man well enough, and his younger brother died [-]% by his hands.

"Then should we send out some secret whistle?" Dolby said cautiously.

Along the way, Lynch didn't let them stay behind to observe, which puzzled him.

Not doing investigation, this is completely inconsistent with Lynch's previous style of action.

"Let's leave some people behind, so we can know if we find them as soon as possible." Duby gave his own suggestion.

"No, Chen Jianqiu will definitely come, and he must follow behind!" Lin Qi said with certainty, "For a person with his ability, the secret call will definitely be discovered, and he will only scare the snake!"

Dolby was skeptical.

However, he still chose to trust his old boss.

……

Three hours later, Chen Jianqiu's team also appeared at the entrance of the mountain.

"This tree looks so strange." Sean stared at the roadside dead tree that looked like a road sign, and scratched his head.

He has been researching what the shape of the tree is like, is it a scarecrow, or something else.

There is only one way up the mountain, and according to Asuka, there is only one way out of the mountain.

This is also the reason why Chen Jianqiu chose this road as the one Thiago robbed after he reported to Chen Jianqiu.

A mountain road is blocked at both ends. You can hide on the mountain, but if you want to go out, you can't escape.

"Boss, should we abandon the horse and walk through the forest on the mountain?" Asuka was more familiar with the terrain here. "There is only one road here. If Lynch and the others keep people, we will be easily spotted."

Everyone looked up.

Asuka was right. There were many trees on both sides of the road, and the hillside without trees was full of strange rocks. Behind any tree, or behind any rock, there might be hidden whistle.

"I'm afraid, there is no need for this." Chen Jianqiu said suddenly.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, suddenly not quite understanding what he meant.

Chen Jianqiu led the team along the way, and along the way, he always felt that something was wrong.

Judging from the reaction of the corn in the sky, Lynch did not leave an observation post or a secret post along the way.

This is not common sense.

And when he passed the old tree and saw the steep ridges on both sides of the mountain road, a thought flashed through his mind.

Lynch, he was actually waiting for himself.

He didn't give a damn about the oil trucks, or about Standard Oil.

Starting from the replacement of those Chinese laborers, this vicious guy has only one purpose, which is to draw himself out, and draw out that Roswell who he dare not do anything about.

Thinking of this, Chen Jianqiu smiled.

Because of myself, why not?
However, at this time, an eagle whistle suddenly came from the sky.

Chen Jianqiu looked in the direction where the corn circled. Behind a stone, half of the brim of a yellow wide-brimmed straw hat was exposed.

Camilla took off the rifle on her back and was about to take off the cloth covering it.

However, Chen Jianqiu stopped her.

"Don't do it, it's not Lynch's."

Whether Lynch or the detectives of the Pinkerton Detective Agency, they are all in suits and leather shoes, and they will never wear such wide-brimmed straw hats.

Only Mexicans would like to wear that thing.

"It seems that I know Thiago better than Lynch." Chen Jianqiu turned to Asuka with a smile on his lips.

Asuka didn't feel relaxed, he still couldn't trust the former leader of the Crocodile Gang.

This game in the Monte Blanca has so far had three players.

Two of them were playing games with each other, guessing the cards in each other's hands, while the remaining one was kept in the dark.

"Boss, do we really want to listen to that Chinese and have a fight with Pinkerton?" A robber with a scar on his face asked Tiago beside him.

They had ambushed early on both sides of the road, where they had robbed the oil truck before.

"Otherwise?" Thiago stroked Gatling's barrel beside him, staring at the mountain road below, and said, "We have Gatling now."

"That's right, we have Gatling! Boss!" Scar rolled his eyes and said, "We are strong now, how can we help that Chinese?"

"Besides, what if the Chinese treat us as idiots?" Scarface continued, "I heard that the oil truck is divided into two roads, and there are only a few people guarding the other road. People, I'm afraid I took people there."

Thiago scratched his head, his mind running rapidly.

Although this scarred face looks ugly, it seems to make some sense.

At any rate, he was once a prince.

How can a man live under others for a long time?
Every time I see Chen Jianqiu, I feel like a mouse seeing a cat. If this continues, I'm afraid I won't be laughed at by my younger brothers all the time.

"Boss! Boss! Here they come!"

Just as Thiago was thinking wildly, a man ran over out of breath.

"Who's here? Talk slowly." Thiago looked at his subordinates and asked with a frown.

"They're all here, Pinkerton's detectives, and also, Boss Chen." The detective managed to catch his breath, propping his hands on his knees, "Chen Jianqiu, Boss Chen, with around twenty people."

Hearing the words "Chen Jianqiu", Thiago suddenly shivered, and his head seemed to wake up suddenly.

Some of his bad memories were reawakened.

"I got the oil, you fucking sell it for me?" He kicked Scarface who was still squatting in front of him on the buttocks: "Isn't Boss Chen here? Check the weapons and get ready to pick up customers! "

On the other side of the valley, Chen Jianqiu rode a horse and smiled.

In Lynch's eyes, the number of players in the game was three, but in his eyes, there were only two.

Because, what was kept in the dark was just a card in his hand.

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