America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 215 “Clothing” is the first of basic necessities of life

Chen Jianqiu walked out of the shadows. Abiot and Camila stood on the left and right respectively. There seemed to be an empty person on the left, and then Holmes and Li Sifu.

A group of people lined up, and the gun in Abiot's hand was still smoking.

Thiago looked around and realized that the group of people around him might not be enough to fight Chen Jianqiu and the woman next to him.

He knelt down on the ground with a plop: "Senior, thank you for not killing me the day before yesterday."

Those who know the current affairs are distinguished, and there is no shame in kneeling down to those who are awesome.

As for the strange looks from his younger brothers, he didn't care at all.

If you like to follow along, just follow along, continue to drink and eat meat, if you don't like to follow, just get out. Anyway, if you are not smart, you will be shot sooner or later.

If you didn’t kill me the day before yesterday, don’t kill me today.

If I call you "Senior", do you dare to agree?

"Get up, get up, you are also a big brother, how bad it is for your younger brothers to see you." Chen Jianqiu said, but had no intention of helping him up.

The boys who reached for the things on the carriage also put the things back silently, not daring to say a word.

Chen Jianqiu walked to the carriage behind Thiago and looked inside the carriage.

That was a truckload of goods they robbed at the Standard Oil Company camp, and the clothes of those unlucky guys were hanging beside the truck.

"It's such a winter, how can people live if you take off people's clothes?" He picked up a coat and took a look.

The workmanship of the clothes is exquisite, and there is a metal logo with the initials of the Standard Oil Company on it.

"Tsk, tsk, these people are really rich." Chen Jianqiu showed the clothes to everyone, and the fire shone on the metal mark, making Thiago's eyes shine.

"Then I'll send them back?" Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Thiago got up on his own.

"That won't work. Will you continue to work on this road in the future? Will it be embarrassing?" Chen Jianqiu shook his head.

Thiago stood there, a little at a loss.

Chen Jianqiu turned around and waved to the empty space between Abiot and Holmes.

Sean, wearing a black cloth robe, ran out.

He has been with Chen Jianqiu for the longest time, and of course he understands his thoughts best.

The black man rummaged in the bucket for a while, took out a pair of large scissors, walked up to Chen Jianqiu, and held the scissors against the clothes.

"Okay, just leave it near their camp." Chen Jianqiu said, "Get out of here."

"So, are we leaving?" Thiago asked tentatively?

"Why don't you come with me to Lincolnshire to spend Christmas with Paler?" Chen Jianqiu glanced at him.

Thiago took off his hat and saluted Chen Jianqiu, then waved at his younger brothers and led them to prepare to retreat.

"Bring your things with you?" Chen Jianqiu's voice suddenly came from behind him, making him tremble in fright.

He turned his head and looked at Chen Jianqiu pointing at the Standard Oil Company's carriage.

"Uh, okay," Tiago ordered to his brothers, "Quickly, take this car quickly."

"Remember, whoever has the money will rob him." Chen Jianqiu gave Thiago the last piece of advice.

The next morning.

The sun shines on the mainland, bringing light back to the world.

Both campsites were quiet.

Holmes emerged from the tent first.

Although his actual age is much younger than what he looks like, as a geologist, he has been conducting field trips for many years and has developed the habit of getting up early.

He stretched and looked around.

He suddenly discovered that near the Standard Oil camp, there was a group of "unknown figures" wrapped in tent cloth, wandering around the camp, as if they were looking for something.

These "unknown persons" are, of course, the experts on the Standard Oil Company's evaluation team.

The gangsters who went to Tiago last night, whether due to negligence or "conscience", tied them up and threw them beside the bonfire.

Except for Manager Pete who was knocked unconscious, everyone else stayed shirtless and shivering in temperatures around freezing for half the night.

Until even the rough-skinned and thick-skinned manager Pete woke up from the cold.

He untied the ropes for the experts who were half-frozen to death, and then checked the camp.

Apart from the collapsed tent, a few naked dead bodies of bodyguards on the ground, and the now useless instruments and office supplies, Tiago and his gang left almost nothing behind.

They even took away the bedding.

Manager Pete's first reaction was to go to Chen Jianqiu's camp to seek help.

But it was dark all around and nothing could be seen.

He didn't dare, and the experts were even more scared one by one.

So they tore up the collapsed tents, wrapped them around themselves, gathered around the campfire, and carried them like this for the rest of the night until dawn.

They found their clothes scattered around the camp.

So, an action to save his clothes began.

Manager Pete was lucky. Although he didn't find his long johns, he found his pants, sweater and jacket.

The only flaw is that there are several holes cut in the jacket and pants. As long as the movement is a little bigger, the wind will flow in through the holes.

A feeling of wind under the crotch.

Holding his pants, trying not to expose himself, he slowly walked to Chen Jianqiu's camp and happened to meet Chen Jianqiu emerging from the tent.

Chen Jianqiu looked up and down at the strangely dressed manager Pete, with a puzzled look on his face.

Other people in the camp also gathered around and began to watch the man in front of them.

"Sorry, did you encounter any robbers yesterday?" Manager Pete's face turned red, which made his round face look more like a red tomato.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Chen Jianqiu replied.

"How come you don't have anything wrong?" The manager suppressed his anger. He suspected that these people were having an affair with the robbers.

"Just pay the money, but you can't shoot. If you resist, you can masturbate." Chen Jianqiu spread his hands, "This is the rule around New Mexico."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" The manager's face was filled with despair.

"You didn't even ask me."

"We decided to go back home. This work can't continue!" Manager Pete couldn't help it.

The experts also came over, but their "clothing search project" was not as good as that of Manager Pete. Some had few sweaters, some had no coats, and one only found underwear and a hat.

Their hair is messy, their lips are purple, and there are dark circles under their eyes.

These decent people from Standard Oil now look worse than those drunkards wallowing in the dirt in small Western towns.

"Well, it's up to you, but it won't be peaceful on the way back." Chen Jianqiu looked nonchalant.

"But it won't be peaceful on the way back. After all, it's almost Christmas, and everyone wants to prepare a 'Christmas gift' for their children."

Manager Pete looked at the miserable state of the people around him and fell silent.

He knew that even if they wanted to go back, there was no question of whether they could find a way or not. Now that they had no clothes and no supplies, they might just become a few mummies on the side of Route 66.

"How far is it from Lincolnshire?" asked Manager Pete.

"Soon."

"Can you lend us some clothes to wear first?" Manager Pete asked the most important question.

"No problem." Chen Jianqiu agreed readily.

He pursed his lips at Sean.

Sean got into the tent and came out with a pile of his own clothes. He mumbled and handed it to Manager Pete.

Manager Pete looked at the black man, then at the clothes in his hand, but did not take them.

"Do you want love, you piece of rubbish? Huh~tui~" Sean took back his hand holding the clothes, spat in front of Manager Pete, turned around and left.

Chen Jianqiu shrugged.

Pete suppressed his anger and returned to his camp with a few people.

An hour later, Chen Jianqiu had eaten and drank enough, packed up his tent and was ready to set off.

Manager Pete and several experts stared at each other in their camp. They discussed for a long time but could not come up with a solution to the problem.

In the end, it was Manager Pete who put down his pride and came to Chen Jianqiu again.

"Our horses have also been robbed. If it's convenient, can you lend us some horses?" the fat manager asked, lowering his head.

"We don't have any extra horses." Chen Jianqiu replied simply, "But you can take a carriage."

He pointed to the flatbed truck behind Li Sifu and motioned for him to move the bucket down and make room for those few.

Manager Pete was very helpless.

But do he and those experts still have a choice?

Several people climbed onto the carriage, huddled on the edge of the barrel, and embarked on the road to Lincoln County with Chen Jianqiu's team.

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