America 1881: They Call Me Legend

"Hey, brother, do you want any help inside?" The voice of the guard at the mine entrance came from outside the cave.

"No, thank you."

Chen Jianqiu didn't want to speak too much, otherwise his New Mexico accent, which he learned and sold now, would be easily revealed.

After arranging the equipment, he held the lantern and walked out along the mine passage, while the others followed him quietly.

Chen Jianqiu slowly walked to the entrance of the cave.

The two guards were leaning on one side of the cave entrance, tasting the wine that had just been handed to them. While drinking, they were talking about the rich man with tender skin and tender flesh they had just kidnapped.

Chen Jianqiu approached them, while Geronimo stayed close to the wall, hiding in the shadow of the cave.

One of the guards saw Chen Jianqiu and said hello to him, but then he was a little confused: "Hey, buddy, where's the carriage?"

Chen Jianqiu pointed to the inside of the cave: "It got stuck when I turned around."

"I asked you if you wanted to help. You said no, so now you are causing trouble for me." The guard spat on the ground, took the lantern, and walked into the cave with a curse.

But before he took a few steps, he was pulled in by a strong hand, and at the same time, his mouth was covered.

"Bang." The lantern in his hand fell to the ground.

"What's going on inside?" Another guard was a little strange. He leaned towards the entrance of the cave and bent down to look inside.

A figure walked in front of him.

His head was clamped by an arm, his mouth and nose were covered by a hand, and he felt a touch of coldness on his neck.

Chen Jianqiu cut his neck open with a dagger. Blood bubbles gurgled in his throat, and he soon became silent.

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The body was released and lay limp on the ground. Geronimo emerged from the mine. They had also eliminated the guard in the cave.

Several Indian warriors dragged the bodies outside the cave into the cave.

They each found a place to ambush near the mine, preparing to deal with the three gang members patrolling the site first.

Chen Jianqiu saw these three people when they drove a carriage into the stronghold. They were patrolling around the edge of the mine. According to the route, they should arrive at the mine soon.

But after waiting for a while, there was no sign of these three people, not even the lights near the mine.

"Why haven't the patrolling soldiers come yet?" Geronimo, squatting behind a stone at the entrance of the cave, was a little puzzled.

Someone tapped him on the shoulder.

He was shocked inside.

How could anyone approach him so quietly without letting him notice.

He subconsciously wanted to grab the hand on his shoulder, but Chen Jianqiu's voice came from behind:

"I found where those three people are."

Geronimo looked in the direction pointed by Chen Jianqiu. There were three weak lights under an abandoned material shed not far from the mine.

In order to prevent accidents, they decided to resolve these three unstable factors first.

So they walked all the way to the back of the shed.

The three people were sitting cross-legged under the shed, with their eyes closed, as if they were meditating.

"Boss, aren't we going to continue patrolling?" A member of the gang couldn't help but asked.

"Shut up! Focus!" The Mexican sitting in the middle interrupted him sternly, "What are you patrolling for? Do you think anyone else can come in?"

But the other person next to him obviously couldn't help it anymore. He opened his eyes directly: "Boss, where did you learn this?"

"A Chinese monk," the Mexican replied, "that's what they call themselves."

"Two years ago, I met this man on the side of Route 66. He was heading east from the West Coast. He said a lot of things I didn't understand. I only remember what he said about this 'meditation' practice.

It looks great.”

"Then what?" the gang asked.

"I killed him." The Mexican said with a grin on his face, "I took his clothes and luggage."

The three people burst out laughing.

While these three people were still "meditating" with their eyes closed, their heads moved around. The Indian's ax was fast and accurate. Wherever the ax struck, the head fell to the ground.

Chen Jianqiu kicked the Mexican's head into the haystack beside the shed.

The Chinese monk probably wanted to teach the Mexicans to meditate to relieve their anger, and he probably said something like "put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately."

It's a pity that the Buddha is in my heart, but he can't save these Western ghosts.

To achieve salvation, you have to use an ax yourself.

All that's left is the door, the guard tower, and the people in the house.

"Go get some hay and prepare to send a message to Luo Cen and the others." Chen Jianqiu ordered an Indian soldier, "You take the hay to the mine. Once the people on the sentry tower find us, light a fire over there."

So far, the commander of this operation has been Chen Jianqiu, and Geronimo didn't care at all. He believed in the young man in front of him.

The first choice is the room closest to the mine.

In another room in the same direction, the birds and another wave of warriors were already ready there.

Chen Jianqiu came under the window and observed the situation in the room through the window.

The room was very simple, with a few double beds with bunk beds placed against the wall.

This was originally supposed to be the miners' dormitories, but now it has become a living place for the hyena gang.

A kerosene lamp was placed on the table next to the bed, and six people were playing poker around the table. Four were playing, two were watching, and the guns were placed beside them.

"You go through the window, and I'll go through the door." Chen Jianqiu picked up the lever-action rifle and went directly to the door.

He kicked open the door of the house.

The people who were playing cards in the room were stunned. They raised their heads or turned around to look at the door of the room. A man they didn't know at all appeared there and pointed a gun at them.

Then, gunfire broke out in the room, sawdust flew everywhere, and the guns at the door and window rang out at the same time. Four of the six people in the room died at once before they could fight back.

Of the two who were lucky enough not to be killed, one rolled over to the back of the double bed, and the other got under the bed.

Chen Jianqiu pulled the push rod and shot the man behind the bed, hitting him in the back. The man soon lay on the ground and became motionless.

When Chen Jianqiu was about to load the gun again, the push rod of the gun got stuck.

The broken guns that the Hyena Gang threw in the mines were indeed unreliable and needed to be repaired and maintained before they could be used.

He simply threw away the gun in his hand and took off the ax hanging from his waist.

Chen Jianqiu grabbed the gang member's feet under the bed, dragged him out, then raised his ax and slashed at his back until he stopped moving.

The gunshots at this time had already alerted the people on the guard tower, and they started shouting in Mexican.

A ball of flames ignited from the direction of the mine, and gunshots began to ring out on the mountains surrounding the mine.

Along with the sound of gunfire, people on the sentry tower continued to fall down like dumplings.

Chen Jianqiu took care of the people in the room. As soon as he walked to the door, he saw a person in front of the room holding up his pants and running towards other rooms.

Before Chen Jianqiu and the others reached the house, this man had just gone out to drain the water. As a result, gunfire rang out inside and outside the house, almost causing him to wet his pants.

Chen Jianqiu picked up the ax in his hand and threw it towards him.

The ax hit him in the head, and the man fell to the ground motionless.

In another room, Asuka and the others also neatly eliminated everyone in the room.

So far, Hernandez's hyena gang has suffered more than half casualties.