America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chen Jianqiu could guess the direction of the old man's escape without even thinking.

However, he did not go to the stronghold to block him, and he did not intend to let the old goblin run to the door alive.

"Do you still have the torch?" Chen Jianqiu turned to ask the Indian warriors with him.

This warrior is called Ikaruga, one of Geronimo's three deputies, and he understands English.

He didn't bring the fire with him, but after groping on the ground for a while, he found one beside the corpse and handed it over along with the matches on the fleeing gang.

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"Light it up and throw it forward. Throw it as high as you can and as far as you can." Chen Jianqiu took out the half bottle of whiskey that Danny had handed him before and took a big sip.

The unique oak aroma of American whiskey penetrates the entire cavity of the head.

He handed the bottle to another Indian warrior beside him, and pulled out two "Peacemaker" pistols from his waist.

Ikaruga took a deep breath, lit the torch in his hand, rushed forward two steps, and quickly threw the torch high into the air in front of him.

The torch rotated in the air, drawing an arc in the dark night, and the flames were restrained due to the high-speed flight.

But this is enough for Chen Jianqiu.

He entered shooter mode.

Time seemed to have slowed down, and he could see everything in the mine clearly under the torch.

The hyena gang members have different expressions.

Some were squatting in the corner, their guns pointing straight ahead, with frightened eyes, ready to pull the trigger at any time; some stood up, looking up at the torches in the air, but they didn't know that there was already an Indian soldier less than half a meter behind him.

There, the ax was raised high.

The wise man held the door with his hand and opened his mouth. Several people in the room were hunched over and preparing to run out of the door.

However, Chen Jianqiu's attention was not on them.

He had already seen an old Mexican man in a coat at the exit of the residential area, running toward the door regardless of the situation and without looking back.

Gunshots were fired.

Chen Jianqiu did not give Hernandez any chance to perform a showy maneuver, and fired two shots at the same time.

One shot hit him in the back of the heart, and the other shot directly blew his head off.

The torch quickly passed through the air and fell to the ground.

"Clear the place!"

That night, the members of the Hyena Gang experienced unprecedented fear in their lives and the last despair in their lives.

These Mexicans have a feud with Geronimo's tribe. More or less, their hands are stained with the blood of the Apache tribe.

Geronimo and his soldiers judged the lives of these people in the most primitive way.

By the early morning of the next day, Mexican corpses were lying everywhere in the mine house, outside the house, and in the open space.

Not a single member of the Hyena Gang survived.

The hyena gang was destroyed.

"How are the casualties among the brothers?" Chen Jianqiu asked the chief next to him as he dragged the two corpses toward the mine.

"Fortunately, no one died. Five people were injured, and Teresa is treating them." Geronimo replied.

They dragged the body to the open space in front of the mine.

The corpses of the hyena gang members had been piled into a small pile here, and the Indian warriors had piled some firewood and other combustible materials around the pile.

They must get rid of these corpses, otherwise it will cause a plague.

"Feiniao, go find some kerosene in the mine. I saw it in the corner before." Chen Jianqiu and Geronimo threw the two bodies up together.

Feiniao and another soldier came out with two iron buckets, and they poured kerosene on the pile of corpses.

The pyre was set alight, and the body was quickly devoured by the raging fire.

"You can have someone inform other members of the tribe. This will be your new hiding place."

Chen Jianqiu said to the chief while watching the flames rising high.

"Heavenly Brave One, what should I do with this person?" Ikaruga picked up a trembling white man and threw it behind Chen Jianqiu and Geronimo.

Heavenly Warrior is what the Apache Indian warriors called Chen Jianqiu after this night. It was first created by tribal leader Geronimo, with the friendly participation of former Sioux tribal leader Feiniao, which means "the warrior who fell from heaven to them."

Chen Jianqiu's head was numb when he heard the name of the second grader, but he did not refuse it openly, because if they continued to spread the word, they might come up with some more disgusting names.

Chen Jianqiu turned around and glanced at the white man.

Astor was looking at the ground with a dejected face. He had had such an exciting night that he thought Pinkerton's reinforcements had arrived, but they turned out to be his mortal enemy.

The members of the hyena gang around him were chopped into pieces one after another. Before he was chopped, he said "spare my life" in a standard New York accent.

If Chen Jianqiu hadn't ordered in advance to spare the life of a person who only spoke English, he would have said "spare my life" with a standard New York accent before being cut off. He would have already followed in the footsteps of those Mexicans.

But he had kidnapped the high priest of these Indians, and his Pinkerton guards had killed so many Indian warriors. How could Geronimo, who was determined to retaliate, spare him?

"This man is the enemy of your tribe, you can punish him however you want." Chen Jianqiu said lightly, and then continued to look at the burning fire.

Astor glanced at the burning corpses and was so frightened that he said, "It wasn't my idea to kidnap the priest! It was Russell! That Pinkerton detective! It wasn't me who ordered the shooting on the train! It was Russell, it was him

!”

Geronimo thought for a moment, raised his hand, and said to Chen Jianqiu:

"Chen, you killed Russell, and you led us in this operation. This man is your trophy, you deal with him."

Chen Jianqiu remained silent. He actually didn't want to let Aster go. This kind of person cannot be trusted.

"Help me! Help me! Chen!" Astor's tears and snot rushed out at the same time. He now infinitely regretted that he had waded into this muddy water.

"I'll ask you a few questions, and you answer them truthfully." Chen Jianqiu didn't shy away and asked directly.

"How did you escape on the train?"

"A Pinkerton detective took me out of the car and walked on the roof. It turned out that the man was an undercover agent of the Hyena Gang. He knocked me unconscious and tied me up."

Chen Jianqiu's face was as dark as water, but he did not continue this question, but asked the second one:

“What else was in the Aztec treasure but gold?”

"Well, I really don't know. I overheard the news about the treasure from my grandfather. One night a year ago, a man in black dress entered my grandfather's study and mentioned the treasure. There was a

The secret concerns our family."

"So, you believe it?" Chen Jianqiu was a little unbelievable. How did this brain become the heir to the Astor family? How could the secret of a German family be related to an Aztec treasure? These two are so stupid.

I can’t hit it!

"Yes." Astor raised his head, with tears and runny nose on his face, "I don't know who that person is, I only know that he is a core member of the Supreme Council of Freemasonry, like my great-grandfather."

"Freemasonry?" Chen Jianqiu shook his head. He still felt that this was too nonsense.

After asking the question, Chen Jianqiu leaned over and looked at Astor: "The question has also been asked. Now let's think about how to deal with you."

He pointed to the still burning fire: "How about you go in and accompany them?"

"No! No!" Astor howled heartbreakingly.

"Then you have to give me a reason." Chen Jianqiu folded his hands on his chest.

"I, I will never have the slightest thought about that treasure again. I, I will be of use to you." Astor said eagerly.

Chen Jianqiu seems to be still thinking about it.

Astor suddenly remembered the most important point:

"I, I can still change money!"