America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 319 The Legendary Thief Jesse James

The next morning, Asuka appeared downstairs in Chen Jianqiu's Lincolnshire villa.

"Where is the boss?" He jumped off the horse and walked quickly to the gate.

A middle-aged soldier from Longxiang Group who was in charge of duty stopped him and made a quiet gesture to him.

"I haven't slept for long, all night." He said mysteriously.

This soldier was originally a TPJ soldier under Niu San. He is honest and reliable, so now he is mainly responsible for the safety and maintenance of this villa in Lincolnshire.

"Have you worked all night? That's too hard. It seems that being the boss is really not easy." Asuka sighed, not knowing why.

"Then what, no, actually." The soldier was an honest man, he didn't know how to describe it, and finally said to himself, "Hey, what am I talking to you, a young man who is not married?"

"What's the matter with me?"

Chen Jianqiu was wearing pajamas and walked down the stairs energetically.

He is regarded as a hero of the New Southern Movement and a spiritual totem worshiped by the southern grassroots and populists.

"I chased you afterward, my dear. At that time, you seemed to be more dangerous." Camilla sat up, picked up the tea bowl on the table,
She moved her nose to the edge of the teacup and sniffed.

Chen Jianqiu signaled the cashier to continue working, while he went directly to Okafor:
"Come on, take me for a stroll." He walked up to Okafor and pouted at him.

The two lay in the garden for a while, and after chatting about some irrelevant things, Chen Jianqiu felt a little bored.

This man was originally a guerrilla in the Confederate Army. He had been robbing trains and banks since the Civil War, and almost ruined Alan Pinkerton's reputation.

He stood up and put the newspaper on the table:
"I'll go to town and see," he said to Camilla.

Sanjiang Bank.

"Morning, young master!" He hastily put his feet together and bowed to Chen Jianqiu.

Chen Jianqiu chuckled, and returned his gaze to the newspaper.

After several rounds of baptisms by Lin Qi, Chen Jianqiu, and Crook's cavalry, the law and order around Lincolnshire is a world compared to before.

It may also be because Okafor, who is standing aside with his hands behind his back, has a beard and a big back.

Asuka's words reminded him.

"That room is the vault, and there's a safe inside, and, uh, there's that Maxim machine gun."

It was the hunting season in Lincolnshire at this time, and many nearby hunters rushed to the town to buy some supplies needed to enter the mountains, such as dry food and ammunition.

After a whole year of busy work, can't you take a break?
On the morning of the eighth day, Chen Jianqiu had just finished breakfast and was reading the newspaper in the garden outside on the first floor.

At least, there are no established gangs anymore, or, the biggest gang is now in Roswell not far away.

Okafor walked back to the office, took a combination box from the safe, and took a key from the box.

Chen Jianqiu watched with relish.

"Come on, let's go and have a look." Chen Jianqiu had no interest in Okafor's office.

Chen Jianqiu changed into a cloth robe that Chinese businessmen often wear, put on a pair of cloth shoes, took Camilla's revolver, and rode towards the town.

He inserted the key into the lock of the vault door, and began to turn the combination dial on the lock.

The author is a reporter and a columnist.

Jesse James died in April after then-Missouri Gov. Thomas T. Clint instigated one of his associates to kill him.

"Obey! Young Master!"

Chen Jianqiu responded with a smile one by one.

The son of the former Indian chief has been working hard since joining Chen Jianqiu, handling his own duties.

The door opened, and Chen Jianqiu and Okafor walked in one after the other.

At the other end of the corridor is a huge and heavy iron door, and the door lock is also a combination lock.

Most of the gold he salvaged from the bottom of the water was placed in the vault in Roswell, and a small part was transported here as reserve funds.

There were quite a lot of people in the bank, and they all stood neatly in front of the counter and lined up.

Chen Jianqiu was a little helpless, he waved to Asuka, beckoning him to come in.

So, the town was busier than ever.

He also plans to take a little vacation for himself.

With his own pen, he vividly described the story of a legendary bandit in the west.

"click".

"The Rogue of Our Time—The Legend of Jesse James?" His attention was drawn to the headline of a one-page column in the newspaper.

This bank has two business offices, one is in Roswell, which mainly serves the Chinese, and the other is in Lincolnshire, externally.

However, at this time, seven or eight cowboys on horseback slowly stopped at the gate of Sanjiang Bank.

What physical strength is this!

The cashier and Okafor saw Chen Jianqiu almost at the same time.

"Boss, I want to ask for a leave." Asuka walked up to Chen Jianqiu and said, "The annual hunting season is coming soon. Mount Blanca near Lincolnshire is a good place for hunting. I want to relax."

Chen Jianqiu parked his horse in front of the bank's door, opened the door and walked in.

During this time, Chen Jianqiu enjoyed the two-person world with Camilla.

Many townspeople who knew Chen Jianqiu greeted this young man one after another, and even those who had received his help would salute him.

This person is staring intently at the crowd in line, his eyes are sharp, like an eagle.

"Keep down, I'm still sleeping." He pointed his thumb to the upstairs behind him, "You can just call me Jianqiu from now on, you are all my elders."

This is not because there are heavily armed security personnel in the bank to maintain order, it may be because they all know who owns the bank.

The bank is not big. Apart from the business hall outside, there are only two rooms when entering. One is Okafor's own office, which is at the end of the corridor.

The Mount Blanca that Asuka mentioned was the mountain where Chen Jianqiu killed Lin Qi before.

For the next week, Chen Jianqiu stayed in Lincolnshire. Except for the first day when he stood down for the opening of the bank in the town, he stayed in the villa for the rest of the time.

The soldier looked back, dumbfounded, his eyes full of admiration.

Chen Jianqiu hastily pressed his hand down on the soldier.

Tall and big, he looks like a security guard.

"Go ahead, you don't need to tell me about such things." Chen Jianqiu chuckled.

"To be honest, this tea is really good."

"What happened later?" Chen Jianqiu became interested, "Didn't you continue to arrest him?"

He already regarded Chen Jianqiu as a relative and Roswell as his family.

"For account opening, please go to counter No. [-] on the left, and for other business, please go to counter No. [-] on the right." A white-haired cashier directed the customers in the business hall.

The next point may be to Juarez, followed by Albuquerque and Santa Fe.

He rode his horse along the street, and as he walked, he saw the signboard of his bank.

Okafor pointed to the door.

"There are rumors that this man is not dead." Camilla, who was lying on a deckchair basking in the sun, lazily said, "I shot and killed one of his subordinates in Colorado, but the fog was relatively heavy that day, so he ran away."

They dismounted and began to observe the situation around the bank.

The leader, a man in yellow denim, lifted his waistband.

He stroked his beard and lowered the brim of his hat.

The face under the brim of the hat was exactly the same as the photo of the man Chen Jianqiu saw in the newspaper column in the morning.

(End of this chapter)