America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 283 "Doctor" Holiday
"Hey, Wyatt, you're finally here." Holiday stood up and greeted the sheriff.

"What's going on here? 'Doctor'?" The sheriff glanced at the three dead people below, and then at his old friend.

Holledi sensed that something was wrong with the sheriff, and quickly explained what happened in detail.

"Everyone in the hall can testify against us," he added.

The tavern owner calmly wiped his glass at the bar not far away. Seeing Holiday mentioning him, he put down the glass, supported the bar with both hands, and nodded.

"Okay, but according to the usual practice, I still need to collect evidence on the spot and hand it over to the judge." Wyatt did not say that these three people were robbers.

He noticed Chen Jianqiu and the three of them.

"Wherever the three of you go, people will die!" The police officer stroked his beard, and his tone was not very friendly.

Chen Jianqiu took a sip of his wine, then threw the unfinished cigar stub into the glass:

"We are also very sorry that this happened."

"However, I may trouble you to stay here for two or three days." Wyatt began to examine the bodies of the three people.

"Understood." Chen Jianqiu said.

He walked to the bar, took out a banknote from his pocket, and put it on the bar: "These are the expenses for furniture damage and corpse disposal."

The boss glanced at him, said nothing, took the money, and stuffed it into his pocket.

The crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed.

In this place, death is really not a big deal.

However, the gamble on the long table was still closed, because Holiday, who was the banker, was ready to leave.

In his words, lost interest.

After greeting Wyatt, Holiday walked up to Chen Jianqiu: "Your gun just now was very accurate and very fast."

He pointed to Hanif again: "Your is too, but not as fast as his."

"Thank you." The two people who were praised by him said at the same time.

"My name is Holiday, and they call me 'doctor' because I used to be a dentist." Holiday extended his hand to Chen Jianqiu, "Nice to meet you."

Chen Jianqiu also stood up.

The two people's hands were held together, and their eyes were also intertwined.

After a few seconds.

Huo Ledi looked away, and Chen Jianqiu let go of his hand.

"Good luck."

"You too."

The doctor turned around and walked out the door, and Chen Jianqiu also sat down.

He looked at Hanif and Sean.

Haniff was watching Wyatt and the tavernkeeper's staff tackle the scene while Sean took stock of his catch.

"Let's go too." Chen Jianqiu said.

He greeted the writer: "We should still be in this town these two days, if you have anything to do, you can find us."

Mark Twain nodded.

The three got up and left the tavern.

"Boss, do we really want to stay here for two or three days?" Sean asked while holding the bag of silver coins in his hand.

"Are you quick?" Hanif looked at the silver coin in his hand and said, "Wyatt didn't notice it, or he would have confiscated it for you as evidence."

"That's right." Sean chuckled.

His hands were as fast when he hid his gambling money as he was when he stole it. Before the gun battle broke out, the money on the table had already quietly entered his pocket.

"The man in charge may have seen it, but he didn't tell Wyatt for some reason." The black man thought for a while.

Chen Jianqiu did not reply to their words.

"Go back to the hotel first." He said, "I'll go out alone."

Hanif and Sean glanced at each other and nodded in agreement.

……

Three kilometers east of the town, under an Arizona yellow pine at the foot of the mountain, there is a log cabin.

The moonlight shone down, reflecting the shadow of the yellow pine on the ground in front of the wooden house.

But at this time, besides the shadow of Ponderosa Pine, there was another person and a horse on the ground.

A man jumped off his horse and came to the door of the cabin.

The door of the cabin was locked, but it seemed that this man could not be bothered. He took out a wire from his pocket and opened the door without any effort.

The room was dark except around the windows, but the man did not light a lamp.

He looked around the room, as if he could see what was going on inside.

He quickly found his target and dragged a box from under the bed.

Locking the box was not as difficult as the one at the door, and it was soon opened, and there were cloth bags inside.

The man opened the mouth of the bag with two fingers.

The moonlight shone in through the window and into the box, and the silver coins in the bag shone brightly.

"These three idiots really have a big heart."

The moonlight illuminated the silver coin and half of the face of the man in the room.

"Doctor" Holiday.

He weighed the money bags with his hands, with a satisfied smile on his face.

However, just as he was carrying the bag and was about to get up and leave, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Holiday noticed something.

He quickly walked along the wall to the door, drew out the gun at his waist, and leaned against the wall.

He held his breath and stared at a tree outside the door.

Time passed by every minute, Holiday's sweat dripped from his forehead.

"Come out, if this stalemate continues, others will come." In the end, it was Holiday who spoke and shouted to the door.

He went out with half of his body exposed, and almost at the same time, a person came out from behind the tree.

Holiday had just met this person not long ago.

"Hello, Mr. Holiday." Chen Jianqiu also held a revolver in his hand.

"How did you follow me here without me noticing?" Holiday was a little surprised. He didn't feel anyone behind him along the way, let alone the sound of horseshoes.

"Keep some distance." Chen Jianqiu pointed to his eyes, "My eyesight is better."

Holledi looked suddenly enlightened.

"So, you have been following them for a long time." Chen Jianqiu asked, "You also set up a good game in the tavern to let those three guys who started to float when they have money take the bait?"

"Exactly." Holiday smiled.

"The people from Cochise Cowboys will probably find this place soon. Those people look stupid, but they actually have a lot of heart." He pointed to the inside of the room. ?”

Chen Jianqiu shook his head, because of the killing intent on the other side, rushing towards him.

"Kill you, everything inside is mine." He said coldly.

There was silence again between the two gunmen.

They stepped out into the moonlight, holstering their guns at the same time.

The two stared at each other.

The duel between masters is often within a hair's breadth, and whoever draws the gun faster will win.

The truly skilled person, after judging the opponent's action, draws the gun last, fires first, and then strikes first.

Whoever loses his temper first loses.

However, after the two looked at each other for more than ten seconds, Holiday suddenly raised his hand:
"I lost, I can't beat you."

From the eye contact just now and the previous contact in the tavern, he judged that Chen Jianqiu should be a person with a talent for marksmanship, and his ability is superior to his.

If he shoots, Chen Jianqiu may be injured, but he will die.

As for Chen Jianqiu, the conclusion he got was almost the same.

He felt that it was not worthwhile to be injured in this place, and he still carried a heavy burden.

"make a deal."

The two walked into the house together, shoulder to shoulder.

Huo Ledi took out half of the bag from the box and handed it to Chen Jianqiu.

A silver coin worth ten thousand dollars, very heavy.

"Who are you, 'Reaper' Adam?" The doctor asked suddenly after closing the box.

"My teacher." Chen Jianqiu said calmly, "Do you know each other?"

"Well, we're friends." Holiday seemed to recall something. "The way you hold guns is so similar. Is he okay?"

"he died."

Holiday was silent.

The two came out of the house, mounted their horses, and parted ways.

Huo Ledi turned around, looked in the direction where Chen Jianqiu left, and said to himself:
"He really brought out a good apprentice."

(End of this chapter)