America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 63 God Bless You

It was Holmes who opened the door for Malik, but this time he turned sideways to let Malik in, unlike last time.

"Don't panic, drink some water, and speak slowly." Chen Jianqiu handed a cup to the flustered farmer, and his other hand did not leave the half of the bear's paw in his bowl.

He was thinking whether to eat the delicious meat in the middle of the bear's paw or eat the bear's fingers first.

Not in the mood for a drink, Malik put the glass back on the table.

"I saw those mounted policemen arrived at their positions, so I ran back first while they were not paying attention."

"Ah."

"But when I approached the door of the house, I found that something seemed to happen at home. So I didn't dare to go in directly."

"Well, pick the one that matters."

"The position of the farm tools in front of my house has been moved, and there is one sheep missing in the pen. The most important thing is that my wife and little Tom are not outside."

"En." Chen Jianqiu was still lowering his head to taste the bear's paw in his bowl, he was not interested in these trifles at all.

Malik was in a hurry, his voice trembling a little:
"Chen! Someone entered my house! It is very likely that my wife and children were kidnapped."

"Oh." Chen Jianqiu wiped his hands, took out a Colt revolver from his waist, and handed it to him, "Try this, just remember to return it to me when it's used up."

Malik was about to cry: "Chen, for the sake of helping you distract the mounted police, help me, help me?"

Chen Jianqiu looked serious: "That's what I agreed with you before, I saved your child, you help me, you and I have fulfilled our promise to each other very well."

"Then can we trade again? I still have money." Malik was already on his knees.

"No, no, my friend, we don't need money, we just committed too many killings, and now we need to purify our souls." Chen Jianqiu was full of nonsense.

He stood up, looked at his hands, and found that they were still not wiped clean, and Adam had already taken the cloth to wipe his hands, and the man was spitting bones on it.

So he walked up to Malik and patted his shoulder with both hands, leaving a big oil mark on Malik's shoulder.

"Believe in yourself, my gun is very powerful, with God's blessing, as long as you love your wife and children enough, God will save you."

Chen Jianqiu took out another box of bullets from his pocket, took the Colt from Malik, opened the cylinder, stuffed the bullets in one by one, and slapped it back.

He turned the cylinder and put his ear close to the body of the gun: "Listen, the voice of God making the world equal."

After that, he put the revolver back into Malik's hand again, and put all the remaining bullets into his pocket.

Seeing that there was no hope for help, Malik turned and walked out of the house in despair.

"Boss, are we really not going to help him?" The kind-hearted Asuka hesitated a little, but still couldn't help raising his doubts.

Chen Jianqiu actually didn't care whether Malik's inference of incarnation as Sherlock Holmes was logical or not, he just didn't quite trust this man, after all, he almost betrayed himself before.

However, no matter what he said is true or false, one thing is certain.

In the village, someone must be looking for them now.Who are these people?
Fultz?Impossible, I watched him run away in despair; that woman?It's not right, she was injured, and it's unrealistic for one person to trouble a group of people.

Could it be the Pinkerton gang?This is possible, if it is them, it seems to be a bit troublesome.

Or, it's other bounty hunters, and there's another bounty hunter who's been following him, what's his name?Oh yes, Hanif.

Chen Jianqiu felt that this person seemed to follow them all the time, but it seemed that he had never appeared.It's just that after Montrose last time, this person was inexplicably added to his bounty offer.

Well, for those who haven't shown up all the time, it's better to be careful.

"If what he said is false, then I will give him this gun; if what he said is true, everyone who loves his wife and children will be blessed by God, right? "

Chen Jianqiu sat on a chair near the door, watching Malik's back go away.

……

Malik was walking on the road to Oak Village.It was already dark, only the full moon hanging in the sky illuminated his way forward.

He glanced at the revolver full of bullets in his hand, recalling what happened to him during this period, he felt a little complicated in his heart.

I was originally an honest farmer in a mountain village in the west, and my life was nothing more than herding sheep and taking care of the few crops in the mountains and flats.There are not many exchanges with the outside world every year, and only when there is a market, I drive the sheep to sell for a good price.

But in the past month, he has been attacked by a pack of wolves; he has been involved in a battle between the Mounted Police and wanted criminals; and now, his wife and children are likely to be in danger.

When the neighbors saw me, they all spoke vaguely. They were unwilling to get involved in right and wrong again, and they didn't even tell themselves what happened in their own home.

Those wanted criminals didn't want to control themselves, so they only gave themselves a revolver.

Speaking of guns, I have one myself, and I have never seen myself beating wolves away by myself.

His heart sank to the bottom.

With heavy steps, Malik came to the door of his house.

There was no light in the house, and in the yard surrounded by wooden fences, there were all kinds of messy footprints. A small cart for transporting sundries was parked beside the fence, and a pitchfork fell on the ground.

What worried him the most was that a small wooden handmade windmill fell near the sheepfold.

This is his son's favorite toy.

His eyes flashed the usual image of his wife working in the yard, and his son, Tom Jr., running around the sheepfold with a windmill, grinning as he ran.

Running, running, little Tom suddenly tripped over a raised hard clod on the ground.

"Ouch." The little windmill fell out, and the bear kid himself was covered in mud.

"Tom, you have to wash your clothes and face by yourself." His wife crossed her hips and looked angrily at Tom who fell to the ground, not at all trying to help him up.

Malik's mouth curled into a smile.

However, a gust of wind blew by, and everything in front of me disappeared.The yard was restored to its present state, without his wife and little Tom.

Malik mustered up his courage. He was still scared, but he didn't want to lose everything.

He found a little blood near the sheep pen, and Malik bent down, dipped his finger in a little, put it in front of his nose, and sniffed it.

It's sheep's blood.

So he followed the bloodstains to the back of the house, and found a pool of bloodstains and a pile of sheep's offal.

This should be the rest of the sheep lost in his sheepfold.

This group of people may not have left, they are now in their own house!

Malik tensed up, but the situation left him with no way out.

He returned to the front door of the house, took a deep breath, and cried out:
"Stranger in the house! Me! Malik! Here you come out!"

Almost at the same time as he finished speaking, the door of the house was kicked open from inside, and his wife and little Tom were pushed out from inside.

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