America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 153 Robber’s Logic

Chen Jianqiu slept soundly that night.

This room was originally the room of the famous sharpshooter "Billy the Kid", and the decoration and furnishings of the room have remained original.

This reminded him of the Dannys.

In the West, it is simply unimaginable to allow a stranger to live directly in your home and sleep in your original son's room.

Chen Jianqiu's original plan was to squeeze in with the cowboys, but if he couldn't find a place with a roof, he could just build a bunkhouse on the ground.

But Mr. James said that the house was empty, and Chen Jianqiu seemed very honest, so he insisted on letting him move in.

It wasn't until Chen Jianqiu was lying on the bed that he realized that the furnishings of this room had been carefully designed.

Although in China, there is a saying that the mirror in the bedroom should not face the bed.

But it seems that the original owner of the bedroom doesn't believe this.

Chen Jianqiu didn't know if Billy the Kid's death had anything to do with the mirror, but from the perspective of a gunman, it was reasonable.

Looking in from outside the window, one cannot directly see the head of the bed, but the mirror facing the end of the bed allows the person lying on the bed to see the avenue at the entrance of the ranch.

The person lying on the bed can choose to take a preemptive strike or run away according to the situation in the mirror.

This room is very safe.

He slept until the next morning, until he was woken up by a noise outside the window.

"Come out! James!" a voice shouted.

Chen Jianqiu didn't get up immediately. He just reached out and pulled the curtains a little so that he could clearly see the situation outside through the mirror.

There was another reason why he didn't want to get up, and that was that the bed was so comfortable.

There are indeed people outside the ranch.

A dozen cowboys were riding horses and lined up at the gate of the farm. Their clothes were not uniform, but they didn't look like characters to be trifled with.

In the middle of them was a man wearing a dark cowboy hat and a black leather coat. He was holding a floral kerchief in his hand.

This floral scarf looks familiar to Chen Jianqiu.

Dark base, dotted with white dots.

Isn't this the leader of the robbers who was shot dead by him yesterday? Why is he in the hands of this guy?

However, Chen Jianqiu quickly guessed what happened. This guy in black should be the "serious businessman" in Mr. James's words - Fred.

"James, come out quickly!" The person next to Fred shouted again at the top of his lungs.

After a few calls, Mr. James with the goatee appeared in the direction of the hay shed and slowly walked towards Fred. Behind him were several cowboys holding guns.

"What's wrong? Fred? What's the matter with you running over here so early in the morning?" James stood in front of Fred with his hands on his hips and said calmly.

"You killed my people." Fred spoke, and he raised the handkerchief in his hand, "Yesterday afternoon."

"I only know that my people killed some robbers yesterday." James' tone was still calm, "These people also stole my cattle some time ago."

"Oh? Really? But as far as I know, they are just on their way back to town." Fred narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Also, they are my people, you can kill them if you want."

Already?"

"My people have the right to protect themselves, and they also have the right to shoot the robbers." James acted tough, "I have witnesses."

"Witness?" Fred's expression froze, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the people around him, "What witness?"

These people also participated in the robbery yesterday. They really couldn't talk about the fact that six or seven people were killed at once by one person, so they didn't mention Chen Jianqiu's matter to Fred at all when they went back.

"A Chinese man not only blocked the road and robbed him, but also beat his horse to death and overturned his car," James said.

"Where are the others? Where are they?"

Fred suddenly felt that the person in front of him was crazy. Chinese? Carriage? What kind of joke was he kidding?

James was about to ask someone to call Chen Jianqiu out, but Fred obviously didn't want to give him a chance to continue. He was tired of it.

"James, I'm afraid you didn't understand the point of what I said. What my people are doing there has nothing to do with you. If you kill my people, you have to give me an explanation!"

James was stunned.

Normally, in the West, when farmers have disputes with each other, they usually choose to go private.

The explanation this person refers to is nothing more than losing money and losing territory.

He has long been eyeing this pasture of his.

Chen Jianqiu, who was watching the broadcast through the mirror, was also impressed by this man's logic.

Not only did he acquiesce in the robbery committed by his men and selectively ignored it, but now he wants justice for their deaths.

What kind of bullshit gangster logic is this.

If you want to rob, just say so. Why are you being so subtle? You are a man who grew up in the west. Why do you want to imitate others who are both bitches and build archways?

"You are robbing!" James looked very angry, and his goatee stood straight up.

"I'll give you a day to think about it." Fred turned the horse's head.

"I'll come back in one day. At that time, it's up to you to move out by yourself or be carried out."

He smiled wildly at James.

"Of course, you can also choose to call the police and ask the sheriff, but don't forget how your son died, hahahahaha!"

James stood there, and the cowboy in blue named Howard behind him was furious. He raised the gun in his hand and was about to shoot.

But James shook his head and stopped him: "They haven't fired the first shot, so we can't take action first."

Chen Jianqiu snorted coldly from behind the window. He originally wanted to help the rancher for the sake of good food, drink and housing for him.

This person never understood one thing:

You can't reason with robbers.

Robbers either have no logic, or their logic always starts from their own point of view. They will never feel that they are doing something unknown, and they will never let you go just because you don't fire the first shot.

But there are still people in this ranch who seem to have seen through this, or don't care about it.

"Bang!"

A gunshot was heard from the side of the house, and Fred jerked his head.

His hat was knocked to the ground and there was a hole in the brim.

Just a little bit, it was his head that was penetrated.

He hurriedly took out his gun and began to look around for the source of the gunfire, while the cowboys under him did the same, looking around.

The shooter was standing at the door of the house. Emily was holding a rifle with smoke coming from the muzzle.

"War begins! They begin war!" Fred shouted from his horse.

"Get in the house!" James shouted as he rushed towards Emily, trying to pull her into the house.

But it was obviously too late. A cowboy next to Fred raised his gun and aimed at Emily.

James also saw it, and his face showed great despair. He was about to lose another child of his!

Gunshots were fired.

The bloody scene did not appear in front of James' eyes, and Emily still stood there, unscathed.

Fred, who was aiming at Emily, had his head shot through the dog legs. He fell off his horse, twitched twice, and then lay motionless on the ground, completely dead.

The guns of Howard and other cowboys also rang out, and everyone ran towards the house to find cover while firing.

There was loud gunfire over the ranch, and there were casualties on both sides.

Fred came this time just to declare a challenge. He did not bring many people with him. Seeing that the situation was not good, he gave the order to retreat to his henchmen:

"Escape first and come back to deal with them tomorrow!"

After that, he led the doglegs and fled the pasture on horseback.

Chen Jianqiu, who had just saved Emily's life, slowly placed the revolver on the bedside table.

He stretched and got ready to get up.

Second update

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