America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 226 No one cares about killing people? That’s the best

The American continent in the 19th century, especially after the Civil War, was experiencing the Second Industrial Revolution, with new ideas and new waves emerging one after another.

Various organizations have sprung up on this continent.

Presumably, this group called "Grange Farmers Cooperative Organization" is one of them.

As luck would have it, this organization is on the opposite side of the railway company.

So Chen Jianqiu rode on his horse and listened for a while outside the crowd.

But the more I heard, the more disappointed I became.

It seems that the main members of this organization are small farmers and ranchers.

There is no essential conflict between them and the railway company. At most, it is just because of the arrogance of the railway company that the transportation price is too high.

As long as something can be discussed, interests will easily diverge, and of course betrayal and compromise will occur.

The speaker's eloquence was extremely outstanding and aroused the emotions of the people below, but he did not propose a specific and implementable path.

Therefore, when the passion passed, the farmers and ranchers gathered below gradually dispersed.

Chen Jianqiu was also ready to turn his horse's head and leave.

He has to get down to business.

But a voice stopped him:

"That gentleman on horseback over there, please stay!"

Chen Jianqiu and others around him turned their heads and saw the speaker just now walking towards them.

"My name is Oliver Dunleavy, and I am the head of the Grange organization in New Mexico. What is your name?" The speaker walked up to Chen Jianqiu.

Chen Jianqiu dismounted: "Just call me Chen."

"I see that you listened very carefully outside just now, and you have a certain sense of agreement with our proposition." Oliver said with a vernal expression on his face, "If it is convenient, please allow me to introduce our organization."

Chen Jianqiu's facial muscles twitched.

Could this be some kind of pyramid scheme? Why do these words sound so familiar?

However, thinking that the earliest MLM organization would still be decades away, Chen Jianqiu decided to listen to him first.

"Our organization was founded ten years ago and later developed into a national organization. The most glorious time was around 1875. We had branches in 32 states across the country, with a total membership of more than 850,000 people."

"Our aim is to provide a platform for communication and mutual assistance for small and medium-sized farmers."

Oliver told the history of his organization with pride in his words.

Chen Jianqiu listened to his story carefully.

It seems that this organization is bigger than I thought.

"Has the New Mexico branch just been established?" Chen Jianqiu glanced at the crowd and several staff members who had dispersed, "I don't think it is very big."

Oliver looked a little embarrassed: "Because the Grange movement has fallen into a trough in recent years, I am one of the few who has persisted until now."

Chen Jianqiu certainly understands why their movement is unsustainable.

However, he did not continue this topic, but asked Oliver another question:

"I just heard from the sidelines that you want to force the Santa Fe Railroad Company to agree to your conditions by restricting their construction. Is this a slogan, or is it?"

Hearing Chen Jianqiu mention this matter, Oliver immediately cheered up: "Mr. Chen, I am definitely not just talking. I have contacted many organizations and they also have the same demands."

"for example?"

"Knights of Albuquerque."

Knights of Albuquerque?

Chen Jianqiu has a headache. What kind of weird organization is this? Why does this name sound so average?

"Would you like to join us? We have agreed to discuss the action plan at this place tomorrow afternoon." Oliver sent out the invitation.

Abiot suddenly coughed twice from behind.

"Let's talk about it. If we are free then, we will come." Chen Jianqiu shook Oliver's hand and then got on the horse again.

Everyone turned their horses' heads and left the square.

"What did you mean by coughing just now?"

After leaving the square, Chen Jianqiu asked Abiot while admiring the unique buildings around him.

"The 'Albuquerque Knights' that person mentioned just now, I heard about it from Scott, and it was also funded by him. It is also inextricably related to the 'Santa Fe Group'." Abbio

Te said.

Chen Jianqiu frowned.

In the territory of New Mexico, no one except himself seems to be a good bird who can be related to Scott and the "Santa Fe Group".

Of course, he is also a disaster.

"Let's get down to business first. Let's go talk to Blake first."

They asked around along the way and learned that the Santa Fe Railway Company's office was about five kilometers outside the old city. The railway was connected there last year. The Santa Fe Railway Company also built a small hospital for their employees.

So, everyone walked along the railway line and headed towards the target direction.

We walked about a kilometer distance.

Suddenly, several gunshots were heard from not far away.

"Boss, look over there." Feiniao pointed in the direction perpendicular to the railway line.

A young man was riding a horse, galloping in their direction.

This young man was tall and had blond hair. He was leaning on his horse, holding a revolver in his hand. He was trying to dodge bullets while looking for opportunities to shoot behind him.

In his other hand, he was holding a heavy baggage, and he didn't know what it contained.

Behind him, a group of people on horseback chased him, chasing and shooting at him.

The young man quickly arrived in front of Chen Jianqiu and the others. He rode across the railroad tracks and passed by Chen Jianqiu.

At that moment, the young man turned his head and gave Chen Jianqiu a sunny smile.

Chen Jianqiu suddenly felt that he had seen this face before somewhere, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Soon, the pursuers also came to the railroad tracks.

They also saw Chen Jianqiu and others.

Each of these people had a shield-like badge embroidered on their shoulders. They were uniformly dressed and seemed to imitate the standard military uniforms of the former Confederate Army.

They originally planned to ignore the group of people in front of them and continue to chase the blond young man in front of them.

However, the leader, a tall-nosed man with a ponytail, saw Chen Jianqiu and immediately motioned to the people behind him to stop with him.

He observed for a while, his eyes moved around the faces of Sean, Feiniao, and Camila beside Chen Jianqiu, and then he burst into laughter:

"I wonder why that bastard is so confident? It turns out there is a bunch of scumbag friends waiting here!"

Chen Jianqiu said nothing.

He was in a good mood today and didn't really want to kill someone in Albuquerque.

Ponytail didn't react when he saw Chen Jianqiu. He couldn't read anything from this man's face.

So, he pointed the hanging gun at Chen Jianqiu: "Since you and that little bastard are comrades, then why don't you die together?"

The young man who was galloping forward on horseback heard no movement behind him. He turned around and saw that the pursuers were pointing their guns at several passers-by on the railway track.

Without any hesitation, he tightened the reins, turned the horse's head, and headed this way.

He couldn't tolerate innocent people dying because of him.

"Look, that kid is hanging out with these colored scumbags. They are indeed in the same party." Ponytail laughed. He knew the weakness of this young man well and was very proud that his trick was successful.

"Is the security in Albuquerque so bad? Is there no one to take care of the killings around the town?" Chen Jianqiu suddenly muttered.

The ponytail smiled even more happily: "Killing people? Albuquerque is responsible for killing people? Don't you know the nickname of this place? The land of lawlessness! The sheriff here will not care about things near the railroad tracks. That is the rule here.

Do you understand?"

"Don't expect anyone to take care of you, you yellow-skinned fool." Ponytail laughed.

Then, the smile on his face solidified instantly.

"boom!"

The man in front of me, who just now was complaining about the poor security, suddenly had a Colt 1873 in his hand, with smoke coming from the muzzle.

"As long as no one cares about it," Chen Jianqiu said.

Ponytail suddenly stopped thinking.

He fell off the horse and lay on the ground with a bloody hole on his head, and blood was gurgling out from inside.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Others around Chen Jianqiu also fired, and the followers with ponytails who were still in a daze had blood blooming on their bodies.

Two seconds later, the gunfire stopped.

Around the railway tracks, there were piles of corpses lying in random directions.

Chen Jianqiu dismounted, walked to Ponytail's side, raised his arm, and glanced at the shield badge on his arm.

"A-er-Bu-Ka-Knights?" Chen Jianqiu guessed the meaning of the badge through the initials under the pattern.

"Bah, what a bullshit knight, it's the Ku Klux Klan." The blond young man rode up to Chen Jianqiu on horseback and spat at the ponytailed corpse.

"The Ku Klux Klan?" Chen Jianqiu thought about what this guy said just now and understood a little bit, "I thought they were all wearing white sheets."

"No, this organization is a branch of the Ku Klux Klan in Albuquerque."

The blond young man jumped off the horse and handed the bundle in his hand to Chen Jianqiu: "Your compatriots' things were robbed by them. They don't know whether they are dead or not. They are on the roadside in front."

Chen Jianqiu took the baggage and asked while getting on the horse: "Have we met somewhere? What is your name?"

The young man turned his head and gave another sunny smile:

"Peter Pan, sir."

Second update

(End of chapter)