America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Santos rode a horse, carried a gun, and wandered along Route 66 with a few boys.

This highway is a road that runs through the east and west of the United States. It is the only way for many merchants to go to California. It is also the route that Hernandez used to make a fortune.

Until that man appeared and killed six of them within seconds.

Now that I'm back to my old business, of course I still rely on the mountains, the water, and the roads.

Cavalry and patrolmen occasionally hang out near the highway, but they can never cover all parts of Route 66 in New Mexico, and they are obviously more concerned about the Indians.

This is the seventh day in a row that Santos has been sent out to get supplies.

If that old bastard Hernandez hadn't promised him that he could pick out the things he grabbed first, he wouldn't have come out to work.

Those lazy people in the mine are like losing their hands and feet.

In the past week, he didn't even get a call for the first five days. Yesterday, the sixth day, he finally intercepted a carriage transporting illicit liquor to a nearby town.

I don't know if I have the same good luck today.

"Hey, boss, look over there!" One of his men pointed forward.

A carriage was approaching. The driver in front of the carriage was half-covered by a cowboy hat. He had a piece of grass in his mouth, his hands behind his head, his legs resting high on the shaft, and he was humming.

An unknown tune.

The corners of Santos' mouth curled up.

Isn't luck here?

He clamped his legs around the horse, whistled suddenly in his mouth, and rushed towards the carriage.

Santos didn't care at all that he was discovered on the other side. In this wilderness where he could see the end at a glance, he felt that there was really no point in ambush.

He likes to see the other side running away in panic, since they can't escape anyway.

As usual, his horse boys quickly surrounded him and pointed their guns at the groom.

The groom raised his hands.

"Get off! Lie on the car with your head in your hands," Santos shouted sternly.

He pulled out the revolver from his waist and pointed it at the groom.

The coachman got up very obediently, got out of the carriage, and squatted on the side of the carriage.

There were no weapons on him, and Santos realized that this man seemed to be an Asian, and he seemed to be honest and friendly.

There is a shed behind the carriage, which is more similar in style to those of caravans.

"What do you do? What's in the car?" Santos asked.

The groom looked at him blankly.

"Damn, you're a fool who can't understand English!" Santos cursed. He looked at a horse boy and pouted at the back of the carriage, "You, go and take a look behind the carriage."

The horse boy dismounted, ran behind the carriage with his gun, and stuck his head in.

Then he retreated with the gun pressed against his head.

Several big men jumped out of the carriage.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Santos and his men immediately prepared to pull the trigger.

There was loud gunfire at the scene.

The head of the horse boy who stuck his head into the carriage was the first to bloom. The person who killed him was an Indian.

A white cowboy pulled out his gun at a speed that the gangsters could not see. His right hand held the trigger, and his left hand struck the hammer continuously. Within two seconds, all the gangsters in front of him fell to the ground.

The remaining people were quickly slaughtered by the Indians who jumped out of the carriage.

They didn't even think about who to shoot with their guns.

The honest groom in front of Santos suddenly stood up.

Santos' eyes were dazzled. Before he could react, the groom had already approached him.

He held Santos' gun-raising hand with one hand and pushed it upward, until the muzzle of the gun touched Santos' chin.

"The speed of your shooting was too slow. The last one who was faster than you has already lost his head." Chen Jianqiu looked slightly regretful.

Santos was dumbfounded.

Within a few dozen seconds, he was the only one left among the hyena gang's foraging team to die.

"Brother, brother, which road are you on?" Santos's chin was hurt by the barrel of the gun. He really couldn't remember any colleagues nearby who were active here and had such good skills.

Bounty hunter or military fishing and law enforcement? But these Indians don’t look like them.

Chen Jianqiu took the revolver out of his hand, then took out another handful from the back of his waist, finally took off his boots, and poured another handful out of his boots.

This guy is indeed following Hernandez, and he is also a veteran.

Chen Jianqiu threw all three revolvers to Geronimo behind him.

Santos was desperate. Although Chen Jianqiu had let him go, if he tried to turn around and escape now, the white cowboy just now could kill him instantly.

"My request is very simple. Just take us into your hyena gang's mine at night." Chen Jianqiu tidied up Santos' clothes. "This request is not difficult, isn't it."

This group of people wants to enter the base camp of the Hyena Gang? Just these few of them?

After listening to Chen Jianqiu's words, Santos suddenly felt a fierce desire to survive. These people went crazy.

He sneered in his heart.

For the time being, listen to them and wait until you enter the stronghold to find an opportunity to escape. In your own territory, this group of people will face a dead end.

Chen Jianqiu handed Santos into Adam's hands.

The old youtiao looked at the old youtiao, this guy couldn't do anything wrong.

Adam threw him into the back of the carriage, and the group of people headed towards the mine.

Arriving at the back of the mine, Chen Jianqiu climbed up the ridge behind the mine.

Teresa, Loczen, and several Indian warriors with relatively accurate marksmanship were already waiting for him there.

The injury on Luo Cen's shoulder had not healed yet, but she heard in the cave that Chen Jianqiu was asking for some soldiers with good marksmanship, so she insisted on following them.

"You will need me." She said to Chen Jianqiu very firmly.

Chen Jianqiu did not stop her. He knew that this woman who could survive the cruel living environment in the West, like Teresa, was more resolute than many men.

He gave all the spears in the team to these soldiers, and assigned shooting positions at different angles to these soldiers.

"Each of you is responsible for keeping an eye on each person on the sentry tower. If there is fire in the direction of the mine, shoot." Chen Jianqiu warned.

He thought for a moment and then added to Luo Cen: "If anything happens to our car during inspection at the gate, we will shoot immediately."

"Don't hesitate."

Lozen nodded.

After the arrangements were made, Chen Jianqiu returned to the carriage at the foot of the mountain.

Asuka and several Indian warriors were unloading the bodies of the hyena gang from the carriage, taking off their clothes and putting them on themselves.

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After a while, they changed their clothes, and from a distance they looked no different from the original owners of the clothes.

"Check your weapons." Chen Jianqiu and Geronimo checked every detail of the action again.

Then, they began to wait for nightfall.

Soon after, it became completely dark.

Chen Jianqiu climbed onto the carriage and pointed to the seat next to him:

"Sir, please."

Santos thought for a moment and sat on it. He looked left and right and began to observe the carriage and the surrounding environment in order to look for opportunities to escape later.

But soon, he became honest, because there was a cold gun barrel pressed against his waist.

Chen Jianqiu lifted the reins with one hand, and the carriage circled towards the entrance of the valley.

The show has begun.