America 1881: They Call Me Legend

The soldiers who were celebrating just now were startled by this loud shout. Those who reacted quickly raised their guns and pointed them at the Chinese who was slowly approaching.

Except for a few soldiers who had participated in the ambush at the tribal garrison and recognized the people in front of them, the other soldiers were a little confused, but they all recognized what Chen Jianqiu was holding in his raised right hand.

Those are the epaulettes and dog tags of Little Lieutenant Edward.

"Edward! If you don't want your son to die, come out and see me!"

The sound is like a loud bell, hitting the ground with a loud sound.

The entire camp was silent for an instant, and the only sounds that could be heard were the grunts of a few drunken and asleep soldiers lying on the ground, and the whistling of the valley wind through the camp.

The adjutant, who was a little drunk, was suddenly awakened by the wind. He was about to turn around and report to the lieutenant.

However, the curtain of the largest tent was opened, and Lieutenant Edward walked out. His eyes were cold, as if he wanted to kill the person in front of him from five or six meters away.

The lieutenant pulled out his gun from his waist and pointed it at Chen Jianqiu's head.

"What qualifications do you have to negotiate with me?" The lieutenant's voice was still cold. "I have that Indian's mother in my hands. If I kill you, I can still get him to hand him over."

"That's not guaranteed, my lieutenant. The Indian is about to die. Your son is not dead, but in the hands of another brother of mine." Chen Jianqiu's tone was calm, "We don't care much about the life or death of the Indian. If

If you want him, I can give him to you tomorrow."

"Your best choice is to bring my son and the Indian here tonight." The lieutenant raised his voice as if he was issuing an ultimatum.

"Bring him here? Are you going to be surrounded and beaten to death by your soldiers?" Chen Jianqiu glanced at the soldiers holding guns around him. They had now surrounded him, with at least twenty black holes pointing at him.

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"Why should I trust you, a Chinese?"

"So I'm here now, unarmed. Have you ever seen a kidnapper come here to be a hostage?" Chen Jianqiu opened his jacket and exposed his belt, indicating that he didn't have any weapons on him."

The lieutenant slowly put down his gun and motioned for him to come into the tent to talk.

Chen Jianqiu followed him into the tent. The aroma of coffee filled the tent. The lieutenant walked to the stove where the coffee was brewing and poured himself a cup.

Chen Jianqiu didn't mean to be polite at all, so he found a chair by the table and sat down.

The lieutenant turned around, raised the coffee in his hand to his mouth, and saw Chen Jianqiu with his legs crossed, almost not being burned by the coffee.

"Did I let you sit down?"

"This chair of yours is very comfortable. It's worth a lot of money." Chen Jianqiu patted the exquisite chair and asked philistinely.

The lieutenant gave him a look of disdain and got straight to the point.

"What are your terms?"

"My safety and that of my other brother. In addition, I want 200 dollars. I know that the Indian is worth at least that much."

"You are really a desperado." The contempt on the lieutenant's face became even heavier. He had seen many such people in the west. They had no bottom line and wanted money rather than life. As long as the money was in place, anyone could sell.

"Thank you for the compliment, each other." Chen Jianqiu looked at the lieutenant with a playful smile.

"If you continue to be so glib, I will ask the guards to cut out your tongue right now." The lieutenant returned to his big table and sat down. "Your brother will never kill you just because I cut out your tongue."

You killed my son. What's more, you killed one of my soldiers."

"You can't blame me, he was the one who wanted to kill me first." Chen Jianqiu said with a matter-of-fact expression, "Okay, I can't do a loss-making business with that $75."

"Then do you think I can? Do you know how much each of the three of you is worth?"

The lieutenant took out a telegram from the drawer, walked to Chen Jianqiu, handed it to him, and then sat back behind his desk.

Chen Jianqiu glanced at the piece of paper

"Edward:

Three wanted criminals, direction of Utain, reward of one hundred and twenty dollars each. Live or alive!"

Signed Morris.

It was indeed a telegram!

Under Edward's gaze, Chen Jianqiu crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it back. Then, he took out a notebook from his arms and threw it in front of the lieutenant who was about to have a seizure.

"He must not have mentioned this to you." The smile on Chen Jianqiu's face disappeared. He sat quietly in his chair and looked at the lieutenant.

The lieutenant picked up the notebook from the table and started to look through it. His expression kept changing. As a person who has personally experienced many things, he felt more directly about the things described in the diary than Chen Jianqiu.

But like Chen Jianqiu, he also turned the page directly to the end.

After reading the last page, he closed the diary and put it back on the table.

"Did Morris kill Colonel Robert?" Compared with Chen Jianqiu, he obviously knew his former boss better.

"yes."

"Do you have the treasure map?"

"yes."

"Why should I give up three hundred and sixty US dollars for an uncertain thing?" the lieutenant said slowly and calmly.

"Then let me tell you something again. Feiniao is the son of the leader of the Sioux Indians. As far as I know, his bounty from the federal government is far more than one hundred and twenty dollars. You know this better than me. Moreover, seize

He should also be your mission."

"Let's talk about the treasure map. It's really impossible to know what it is until the treasure is found, but Morris must have discovered something, otherwise he wouldn't have killed him. Although I don't know the exact value, it must be more than one hundred and two.

Ten dollars."

Chen Jianqiu paused, leaned forward slightly, and continued: "The most important thing is that there is your son. He is your priceless treasure. It is not worth trading my life for one. Are you right?

"

The lieutenant's temples trembled.

"In addition, you know your old boss better than I do. Are you sure that after learning that you have met me, he will not suspect that you know the secret and it will be detrimental to you?" Chen Jianqiu stood up and said to the lieutenant.

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"That's enough!" Chen Jianqiu's words were interrupted by the angry lieutenant. He held the table with his left hand and pointed at Chen Jianqiu with his right hand.

"Listen to me, he is just a peace officer now, do you understand?!"

Chen Jianqiu slowly sat back in the chair, spread his hands and continued:

"I believe you have your own wise judgment. Let me remind you that all you have to pay is to let two desperate people go. We don't have the ability to find those treasures. After confirming our safety, I will hide the treasures.

Leave the picture to you."

"What are your conditions?" Lieutenant Edward's face had not yet regained its composure, which reminded Chen Jianqiu of his previous foreman in the mine, who was conceited and easily irritable.

"Tomorrow morning, I will take you there. Sorry, I can't tell you the location yet. You can bring two guards. Forgive me, I don't want to be sieved by a group of people."

Lieutenant Edward began to think and did not reply.

Chen Jianqiu sat quietly in the chair.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps outside the camp, and the adjutant's hasty voice:

"Hey, sir, the lieutenant is busy now, please don't, eh..."