America 1881: They Call Me Legend

"It seems that the situation here is more complicated than imagined." Chen Jianqiu and Xiao En walked out of the tavern together,

"We have to go back and talk to Wyatt and the others before making any further plans."

They returned along the same road, and heard several shots along the way.

It seems that the sound of gunfire is an indispensable embellishment at night in this railway city.

He was a little curious, why Wyatt chose to leave this city, and who is the current law enforcement officer Carson?

You have to ask the sheriff about these things.

However, when Chen Jianqiu and Xiao En approached the hotel where they were staying, they were startled by the sight in front of them.

A group of cowboys of unknown origin stood aggressively at the door of the hotel, yelling at the upstairs:

"Wyatt, you bastard, get out if you have the ability! I must skin you!"

"Wyatt! Have your balls been cut off? Shut up in the hotel!"

Private territory is inviolable.

From their clamoring words, Chen Jianqiu judged that these people were not good birds. They had either been sent to prison by Wyatt, or had been beaten by the former law enforcement officer.

"It's a pity that I resigned later. Sheriff Carson is now." The boss looked outside the door, and after confirming that there was no Sheriff Carson and his minions in the dark, he sighed.

He lost his identity as a law enforcement officer, and only Holiday had a black man and a bearded companion.

"These guys are running rampant in Dodge City, and they're doing worse than criminals."

The cowboy who took out the gun lay on the ground, his head was blown, and he had an expression of disbelief. He couldn't believe that he could still be shot standing in the dark until he died.

He was going to teach the rookie a lesson.

Based on Chen Jianqiu's understanding of Wyatt, this is a matter of honor, and he cannot avoid it.

"Let's go upstairs and sleep." He said to Sean.

He and Wyatt came in together.

He stood half body on the counter, the double-barreled shotgun in his hand was smoking from the muzzle.

"Kill him! Kill him! The bastard!"

You can do whatever you like outside the door, but if you want to break in, the hotel owner will not do it.

"Because I'm going to sleep."

With a gunshot, there were irregularly distributed bullet holes or bullet marks on the wooden board at the door, and the cowboys' footsteps stopped abruptly outside the door.

They were so famous that during the day they got off the train, left the train station in a very low-key way and headed straight into the hotel, but the news of their return to Dodge City spread like wildfire, spreading throughout the red light district at night.

"As for now, I want you guys to keep the damn bullshit in your mouths and get the hell out of here!"

At this time, those cowboys dispersed into a fan shape, still scolding happily, some of them took out their guns and fired at the sky.

His voice wasn't loud, but it made the cowboys stop cursing for a moment.

Thinking about it this way, I also had a few names back then, but it was just not very nice.

When he turned his head and found that it was a Chinese cowboy, he had no intention of thinking about Chen Jianqiu at all, turned his head and continued to yell at the upstairs.

After several consecutive gunshots.

The scolding stopped abruptly and was replaced by howling.

Although I had arranged for them to wait in the room before, he was Wyatt Earp, and he would never remain silent.

These cowboys are of course revenge for revenge, revenge for injustice.

This interferes with sleep a bit.

He angrily got up from the ground and rushed towards Chen Jianqiu who was standing at the door.

He curled up in pain, howling on the ground like a pig being slaughtered.

Chen Jianqiu walked to the door.

But no matter how they shouted, Wyatt did not come down.

"'Unlucky Brown'? Is this another nickname?" Chen Jianqiu found out that the famous people in this city have more or less "alias names".

"Who the hell dares to step in this door?"

"You son of a bitch, come out and fight me! I will never forget the shame you brought me!"

The cowboy staggered forward, stumbled, and fell through the door, face down, and fell like shit.

Chen Jianqiu kicked again.

Those cowboys, after seeing the shiny golden revolver, knew how many bullets there were in the gun, and how many fingers or corpses they had to put here.

Wyatt is too famous in this city.

There are no guests at night, as long as these people don't step into the door of the hotel, they can shout whatever they like.

This is a little strange.

And the cowboy who shot the gun at the sky just now pointed his gun at Chen Jianqiu.

"What are you, dare to make us shut up?"

"Wyatt and the others should be fine, right?" Sean was a little worried.

Chen Jianqiu said unhurriedly.

"Hurry up and get out?" Chen Jianqiu saw a group of people either howling or dumbfounded, so he took out his second golden revolver.

The cowboys shouted furiously. They all pointed at Chen Jianqiu's nose and cursed loudly.

He didn't know Chen Jianqiu very well, but he knew the black man beside him.

"Come on, let's go see what Wyatt is doing." Chen Jianqiu walked towards the stairs.

The kick was fast and accurate, hitting the cowboy's belly.

On my side, I was standing in the darkness, pitch black; while the man on the opposite side stood upright at the gate, exposed to the light of the hotel.

They found that his trousers were wet.

"'Unlucky Brown' sent for them, and they should be at his house now, if I am not mistaken," said the innkeeper.

"Wyatt is not in the hotel right now. If you really want to find him, I suggest you do it during the daytime tomorrow."

"Howl, get out of the door and howl!" the hotel owner roared angrily.

The cowboy's accomplices outside the door heard the commotion inside, and ran over one after another, ready to rush in the door.

These people had no choice but to take a few steps back, keeping a certain distance from the door of the hotel, and then continued to curse upstairs.

Chen Jianqiu took out his golden revolver and turned on the shooter mode.

The hotel owner didn't bother to talk to them either.

The cowboy was swearing so loudly that he didn't even notice that there was someone behind him.

"boom!"

For Wyatt's friends, he seemed to be particularly patient: "If you want to talk about Sheriff Wyatt, that's really amazing. When he was here, I was much safer here."

And those cowboys pointing at Chen Jianqiu, everyone's index finger is split in two.

The person who was kicked to the ground by him just now was still rolling on the ground with wet pants.

"You said it in front of me." Chen Jianqiu stepped over him.

It seems that there is a group of "crows" calling outside the door.

In his opinion, the person in front of him was a complete layman.

"The judge in Dodge City is called that by everyone because he has a sad face every day." The hotel owner shrugged, "He is also a jerk."

This is courting death!

"Don't look for him, he and Holiday are out," said the hotel owner, putting the shotgun on the counter.

The cowboy suddenly felt as if his bladder had been hit by a hammer, and the pain was excruciating.

The cowboys hurriedly dragged the cowboy on the ground out of the door.

Chen Jianqiu roughly understood what was going on.

The stump fell to the ground, and the wound was bleeding profusely.

Chen Jianqiu didn't talk nonsense, he raised his foot and kicked the cowboy's ass.

"Let's go, if he can't handle these things well, then he is not Wyatt Earp." Chen Jianqiu was just about to go up the stairs, but suddenly thought of something.

Through the light of the hotel and the surrounding red lights, they saw Chen Jianqiu's face clearly. This is a young Chinese cowboy.

"Could you please give way." Chen Jianqiu said to a cowboy who was blocking the door of the hotel.

"run!"

I don't know who shouted, the cowboys fled in all directions, and calm was restored at the hotel entrance.

"mob."

Chen Jianqiu shook his head, turned the gun in his hand, and returned to the holster.

He turned and walked back to the hotel.