America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 287 They Are Not Grateful, They Are Just Fearful

In the middle of the night, in the cemetery outside the town.

There are two new graves at the side of the cemetery.

Because of the rush of time, there is no tombstone in front of the grave, only a wooden cross.

On the cross, there are two black hats, which were worn most often by Morgan and Virgil.

A dim lantern hung on a tree beside the grave, reflecting the faces of the two people in front of the grave in a trance.

"Wyatt, Morgan and Virgil deserve a decent funeral, maybe we shouldn't be in such a hurry to bury them." Holiday stuck the shovel into the ground and sighed.

"My father said to me, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, and only in the dust can the souls of the dead rest in peace." Wyatt stared at the cross, his voice was low and hoarse.

"Also, I don't know how long I'm going to live," he said.

Holiday looked at another pit next to the two graves, but said nothing.

After Bihan left, he and Wyatt knocked on the door of the carpenter's house overnight.

When it was proposed that the three coffins need to be made overnight, the carpenter thought they were crazy and was about to close the door cursingly.

But when he saw the dollar bill in Wyatt's hand, he hesitated:
"There are a few ready-made coffins, do you want to take a look?"

Tombstone suppressing the dead is a very normal thing, so the carpenter really has a few ready-made emergency coffins.

They hired several miners heavily and dug three pits in the cemetery.

Two buried Morgan and Virgil, and the other, Wyatt prepared for himself.

"When are you going to find Ike?" Holiday asked.

"Tomorrow." Wyatt put the hat back on his head.

This account is immortal.

The next morning, Wyatt, fully armed, appeared in the grocer's shop.

"Hansen, we have faced evil together and defeated them, so, I beg you, fight with me again, okay?"

Wyatt stood in front of the counter, took a deep breath, and said to the bearded boss.

Hansen stopped what he was doing and looked at the sheriff in front of him with a hesitant expression.

"Hanson! Where's the broom at home? Damn it! Which bastard dumped shit in our yard?"

From the back of the house came the voice of Hansen's wife cursing.

Hansen shrugged helplessly at the sheriff: "Sorry, Wyatt!"

Ten minutes later, Wyatt appeared in the Old Oak Tavern.

"Joseph, I need your help. Ike attacked your tavern. Help me. I can destroy them."

With a glimmer of hope, he said to the tavern owner.

Joseph looked at Wyatt sympathetically, and shook his head: "I'm sorry that something like this happened, Wyatt. However, Bihan made it very clear that if I really followed you to kill them, then I would Get on the reward list."

"It's over, Wyatt, you killed his people, and he killed yours, Bihan doesn't want the situation to be more serious." The tavern owner said to the sheriff earnestly.

Wyatt did not respond to his words, and left the tavern without a word.

He found some people who he thought might help him. Some of these people had been robbed by the "Collinth Cowboys" but were rescued by himself;

Wyatt even tried paying some farmers with guns.

But without exception, these people all rejected him, and some of them didn't even want to meet him.

At the entrance of the town at noon, almost no one passed by.

Wyatt sat under the big tree at the entrance of the town, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, staring at the ground in front of him.

Under the scorching sun, a few ants hurried past, trying to move their food to a cool place.

He was a little puzzled, had everything he had done for this town been wiped out just because of a gunfight with the cowboys?

But no matter what, this revenge must be avenged.

The sheriff made a decision.

Prepare to go alone, even if you die.

"Wyatt, you have found so many people, why didn't you find me?"

A voice came from behind the tree.

Wyatt stood up and turned his head to look behind him.

Four people and four horses came galloping.

Holiday got off his horse and smiled at him, "Are you afraid that I will hand you over to Bihan?"

Wyatt stepped forward and gave him a big hug, and said apologetically, "Old friend, I just want someone to collect the body for me."

"The residents of this town have never been grateful to you, they are just afraid of the violence in your hands." Chen Jianqiu behind Holiday said.

Wyatt raised his head, glanced at Holiday, then at Chen Jianqiu.

"I ran into Mr. Chen on the way here, and he decided to come together." Huo Ledi let go of the police chief, pointed to Chen Jianqiu and said to him.

"Mr. Chen, are you sure you want to get involved in this matter? The enemies we have to face are not kind, they are numerous." Wyatt stared at Chen Jianqiu,
"Anyone who has a grudge must be avenged. For things that cannot be resolved by the law, we use guns." Chen Jianqiu patted Winchester on his horse, "No matter who wants those gangsters to pay the price, I, Chen Jianqiu, will definitely help the situation."

Wyatt, Holiday, including Hanif and Sean behind Chen Jianqiu, all burst into laughter.

The five of them got on their horses and galloped towards the wilderness.

"Where can we find Ike?" asked Sean on his horse.

"I know some strongholds of the Cowboys in Collins. The factions within their gang are more complicated. I'm not sure which one he is now." Wyatt replied.

"Then ask one by one," Chen Jianqiu said.

Hansbrugg Ranch is located in the south direction of Tombstone Town, one step away from the border.

The pasture here is not very good, so the original owner of the pasture has long since abandoned it.

The ranch now belongs to a gang of horse thieves.

They used it as a base from which to transport horses stolen from all over Arizona, and from here to New Mexico, or directly out of the country.

No new horses were brought in today, and the seven or eight people guarding the pasture were bored, drinking and bragging under the barn.

"Hey, did you hear? That kid Ike killed the police officer in town."

"Who did you hear?"

"I was drinking in the town last night, and then I heard a gunshot outside. I ran out and saw that idiot Virgil lying on the ground."

"You didn't refill him? I've been upset with that guy for a long time. He should have died. And his brother, Deputy Wyatt."

"Where to use mending, they are all dead. Five or six guns serve him alone, and he has been beaten into a hornet's nest."

"Then Wyatt can let it go? That guy is a guy who will take revenge. Ike is out of luck."

"Hey, what does it matter to us whether they die or not? Let's just watch the show."

……

A group of Corinthian cowboys drinking beer in a barn, listening to a guy in a yellow jean vest blow off steam.

They didn't seem to mind the pungent smell in the barn at all, and they had a great time bragging.

"Hey, who do you think that is?" a cowboy with his neck up drinking wine suddenly said.

He pointed not far away.

There were several people galloping towards them on horseback, with dust flying behind them.

"I can't see clearly, I don't remember anyone coming here today?" The yellow vest stopped bragging and narrowed his eyes.

He is the leader of this group of people, and he can't remember that he had an appointment with a horse seller today.

"Could it be someone from the anti-smuggling team?" Another cowboy said.

The crowd became tense, and some began to go to the side of the barn to get their long guns.

"One, two, three, four, five."

After those people came closer, a cowboy counted the number of people and shouted at them: "Who are you?"

However, what answered him was a bullet.

Wyatt raised his hand and fired a shot, knocking the shouter to the ground.

"There are enemies!"

The gang members in the barn raised their guns immediately after realizing they were being attacked.

Gunshots rang out over the pasture like firecrackers.

However, the engagement lasted less than 30 seconds.

Chen Jianqiu and Huo Ledi quickly eliminated the gang members in the ranch.

When the five men rode into the pasture, there was no one standing.

The unlucky ones lay on the ground, and the painful groans echoed in the barn. The gang members in this stronghold were either killed or injured.

Wyatt got off his horse, rushed to a cowboy in yellow clothes covering his thigh, and grabbed his collar:
"Where's Ike?"

"Ouch, I don't know~" the cowboy wailed in pain with his eyes closed.

"I know you, isn't your nickname 'Steel Dick'?" Wyatt stared into his eyes, "I saw you drinking with Ike!"

"I don't know~ I really don't know!" The cowboy struggled desperately.

"It seems that we want to verify whether his 'Dick' is as hard as steel." Chen Jianqiu smiled.

Hanif picked up a nearby stick, swung it around, and hit the cowboy in the crotch.

The cowboy instantly passed out from the pain.

Chen Jianqiu saw half a bucket of dirty water in the corner of the barn.

He picked up the half bucket of water and splashed it directly on the cowboy's face.

"I, I really don't know, maybe, maybe it's in the mine!" The cowboy opened his eyes and wailed, not knowing whether he was woken up by choking or fuming.

The remaining people who were still alive were tortured one by one according to this treatment, but still did not get Ike's whereabouts.

"You just shoot me to death!" the yellow-clothed cowboy roared hysterically after being repeatedly hit on the crotch by Hanif's stick.

Haniff seemed to enjoy doing this kind of thing, and the Cowboys were hammered to death.

"Okay, then I will satisfy you."

"boom!"

The doctor shot him in the head.

As for Chen Jianqiu and the others, they shot each of the guys who were still alive.

"Let's go to the next stronghold." Chen Jianqiu said.

They released all the horses in the barn to be transported, and then set a fire in the barn.

When they left, the fire behind them shot up into the sky.

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