America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 182 Gunfight

Chen Jianqiu turned around and looked at the person he saw.

This man was dressed in cowboy clothing and came with a group of experts.

He has a beard and sallow skin. If it weren't for the obvious features of his face, you might think he was a Mexican based on his skin color.

The letter stated that his duty was to protect the safety of the expert team, but the specific origin was not stated.

Chen Jianqiu said nothing, waiting for this person to speak first.

"You think your tricks can fool those nerds, but you can fool me?"

The bearded man spoke, and he kept a certain distance from Chen Jianqiu vigilantly, standing at the door.

"Oh?" Chen Jianqiu leaned his butt on the table and held his hands in front of his chest.

"You are not from this stone fortress, nor are you an officer here." The bearded man said slowly, with a tentative tone in his tone.

As he spoke, he observed Chen Jianqiu's expression.

But he couldn't tell from Chen Jianqiu's face. The young man's expression was terrifyingly calm.

"I understand that there have never been any Indian soldiers here, let alone blacks or Chinese." Bearded continued.

He stared into Chen Jianqiu's eyes.

"I saw you in Santa Fe, when you were with Astor."

The bearded man looked around the office:

"The original owner of this room must have died in your hands."

Chen Jianqiu neither admitted nor denied that the man in front of him knew something, but there was certainly no conclusive evidence.

But so what? I can kill Vaughn, but can’t I kill him?

"Have you finished speaking?" Chen Jianqiu said, bowing.

The bearded man obviously misunderstood his movements, and his hand slid to his holster.

"If I were you, I wouldn't draw a gun." Chen Jianqiu picked up the coffee on the table, took a sip, and then put it back on the table, "Are you from Scott?"

A trace of surprise flashed across the bearded face, but he quickly regained his composure and became a little hot instead.

This young man is indeed not simple.

"Yes, I am Scott's man." Bearded Beard admitted directly, "The series of incidents in Santa Fe some time ago must have something to do with you, right?"

"I used to be a bounty hunter, the best kind, so I have a natural instinct for any top killer." Beard fell into an inexplicable and confusing state.

But his state was quickly broken by a voice outside the door: "This guy turned out to be a bounty hunter, but he liked to bet on marksmanship with others every day. One time, he accidentally killed Wyoming when he was betting on marksmanship with others.

The son of the Lord Chancellor."

"Everyone else has an apple on his head, but he put a coin on that poor guy's head!"

"So this guy was chased to the ends of the earth. I don't know how he managed to get here."

Hanif appeared at the door. He leaned against the door frame and looked at the bearded man: "You think so, Abiodun."

"That was not an accident! Let me tell you again, Hanif, it was me who was unhappy with that guy!" Abiodun changed his previous composure and shouted at Hanif, "Also! I didn't run away!"

He had seen Hanif and Camilla since he entered the fortress, but he was not sure what the purpose of these two bounty hunters was here.

"Hmph." Hanif snorted angrily.

Abiodun stopped paying attention to Hanif. He just glanced at him and then turned to Chen Jianqiu: "What you mean is that there are more people to bully me than there are fewer people."

"No, I'm just curious about your purpose of stepping into this door and saying these words to me." Chen Jianqiu said.

The implication is, what can you do if you know?

Launch an attack and act as a lone hero? The whole fortress belongs to me, and the protagonist is not you.

Do you want to run back and tell Scott? The gate opens to the west. Outside is a two-hundred-kilometer desert. You will have to shed your skin if you don't want to die.

"I took Scott's money, but that doesn't mean I will work hard for him. I've seen him unhappy for a long time. I'm only responsible for the safety of those nerds. But now that I've met you..."

Abiot chuckled.

"I'm only interested in strong men with good marksmanship." He looked at Chen Jianqiu with feverish eyes, "I heard that you killed Van Cleef in the duel in Santa Fe?"

"I want to compete with you!"

Chen Jianqiu shook his head: "Why should I compare with you? Are you rich or what?"

"I'm famous!" Abiot growled, "I'm going to put my gunner's honor on the line!"

"Well, his marksmanship is somewhat famous. He is considered one of the best among the bounty hunters in the West." Hanif "certified" from the side, "Except for that miss."

"That wasn't a mistake! It was murder!" Abiot's roar almost brought down the roof, which attracted Camilla, Danny and others.

"Never heard of it." Chen Jianqiu shook his head.

"This way, if you win, I will work for you for free for ten years! If I win, how about you work as my follower for ten years?" Abiot said viciously, his teeth almost biting his lips to bleed.

"Oh? It sounds interesting." Chen Jianqiu seemed to suddenly be interested, "But you only have one person, and I have a group of people. It would be more appropriate for you to work for me for twenty years for nothing."

Abiot nodded and agreed without hesitation.

"Uh, Chen, do you want to think about it again?" Hanif reminded.

Others didn't know it, but he still knew that this man was a gun fanatic. He spent all day thinking about how to play with guns in various ways. In terms of marksmanship, he was no worse than Adam.

Whether he admits it or not, he is now Chen Jianqiu's follower. If Chen Jianqiu becomes Abiot's follower again, wouldn't he become the follower of his follower?

The two people walked outside the house, and Hanif and others lit many torches, lighting up the outside of the house like daylight.

Abiot took out a coin from his pocket and stood it on the table outside the room. Then he took a few steps back and stood about ten meters away from the table.

He took out the revolver from his waist and shot the coin without aiming.

There was only a crisp "ding" sound, and the coins on the table disappeared.

Obviously, the coin was hit solidly, and when everyone looked at the table, they found that there were no gun marks on the table.

"Yeah, clean." Adam also appeared in the crowd watching the game at some unknown time.

Abiot glanced at Chen Jianqiu provocatively, and he proved with actual actions that he might indeed have done it intentionally by beating the chief justice's son to death.

"Lend us two coins." Chen Jianqiu turned to Sean and said, "I don't have any change."

The black man quickly threw the torch aside, felt all over his body, and then took out two coins from the inner pocket of his coat and handed them to Chen Jianqiu.

Chen Jianqiu didn't say much nonsense. He took the coin from Sean's hand and threw it directly into the air.

Immediately afterwards, he pulled out his gun at an extremely fast speed and hit the hammer twice in succession.

There were also two crisp sounds of metal collision in the air.

When the sound of coins falling to the ground was heard not far away, Chen Jianqiu's gun had already returned to his holster.

Abiot's mouth was wide open and his eyes didn't even blink. He really couldn't believe that someone could hit two coins in the air in a row in the dark night.

Hanif held a torch and searched around, and then retrieved two coins, both of which had flowers in them.

Adam narrowed his eyes. As a master, he didn't expect his apprentice to be able to do such tricks now. He really wanted to see how far this kid had reached.

Abiot looked a little embarrassed. He gritted his teeth and took out a deck of playing cards from his pocket.

He still has a unique skill that he hasn't mastered yet. But in such a battle where reputation is at stake, it's impossible not to break through yourself.

He pulled out four playing cards and threw them into the air just like Chen Jianqiu threw coins.

He had tried many times before, but could only hit three at once.

This time, Abiot was fully focused and he pushed his potential to the limit.

After firing four shots in succession, the four playing cards fell to the ground.

Everyone gathered around and found that there was a bullet hole with a burnt edge in the middle of the four cards.

"I, I succeeded!" Abiot was extremely excited, as if he was not engaging in a gambling battle, but doing something very meaningful to challenge himself.

He pulled out a playing card, held it in his hand, and shouted at Chen Jianqiu: "Boy, if you have the ability, come and try playing cards! The coin just now was just your luck."

But as soon as he finished speaking, a gunshot rang out.

Abiot trembled with fright, and found that Chen Jianqiu's gun was pointing directly at him, and smoke was still coming from the gun.

He touched his body and found that he had not been shot. He was just about to curse Chen Jianqiu for his behavior that had no moral bottom line.

But he discovered that the cards in his hand did not have bullet holes in the middle like his own cards.

Abiot had a smile on his face, and he waved the card in front of Chen Jianqiu: "Unfortunately, I missed the mark. I won this round. Hahahaha."

Abiot laughed wildly, enjoying the joy of victory. He was already thinking about how to send these followers.

But he suddenly realized that no one else seemed to be talking around him.

He had to stop laughing wildly and looked at everyone. Chen Jianqiu had put away his gun and said nothing, while the others were looking at him with a different look.

That kind of look, it's like, uh, looking at a clown.

"Turning the playing cards in your hand," Hanif reminded.

Only then did Abiot remember the playing card in his hand. He picked it up and turned the side of the playing card.

There was a bullet hole on the central axis of the side! Chen Jianqiu’s bullet penetrated the playing card from the side!

Abiot's fingers holding the playing cards moved slightly.

This playing card was split into two layers by bullets!

Second update

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