America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chen Jianqiu actually didn't mind letting Browning die in this place, although he remembered that the man lived at least until the 1920s.

But he didn't want to face a gang that was at least twice his size.

Browning and his bodyguards at least had spears in their hands. If possible, he would either find an opportunity to run away with the other two, or find a way to form an alliance with Browning and the others.

But at this time, it is not very reliable to want a white person to trust a Chinese, a black man and an Indian instead of his white compatriots.

The fat woman slowly climbed up from the basement. She walked to the table, but when she looked at Chen Jianqiu's hands, there was nothing.

"Madam, what's wrong with you?" Chen Jianqiu turned around and asked.

The fat woman has a strange expression.

Is the Chinese man in front of me a wizard?

The one-eyed man sitting across the table seemed to have not eaten enough. He glanced at the stew basin, where Sean had shaved all his flesh.

So he stood up, took a cup from the bar, walked to the coffee stove, poured a cup of coffee, and returned to his seat.

He took out a piece of dry bread from his pocket, broke it open, and put the coffee into his mouth one after another.

"Aha, hot coffee, the most wonderful thing on rainy nights and snowy days." Browning rubbed his nose again, and stood up, ready to pick up a cup of coffee and try it.

But Tom stood up next to him.

"I'll go and book a room for tonight."

He walked up to the fat woman, who had already returned to the bar.

"Honey boss, how many rooms do you still have available here?" Tom asked.

"There are only three rooms left. These three guests may be from other places. They are together and occupy one room." The fat woman replied.

Tom seemed to understand something, and he continued: "Then give us the rest, and please give me a few cups."

The landlady took out several cups from under the bar and stuffed them into Tom's hands.

Tom came to the coffee pot and started pouring coffee. The light in the corner where the coffee pot was placed was dim, and the flame of the stove flickered, reflecting Tom's back.

"Why are you so slow?" Browning couldn't wait any longer and shouted.

Tom turned around, walked over with two cups of coffee, and said with a smile: "Boss, don't worry, this coffee smells pretty good."

Browning was about to take the coffee, but he caught a glimpse of the eager eyes of several bodyguards and gave the coffee to them.

"Go get a few more glasses," he said to Tom.

The two bodyguards didn't care about the hot coffee, they just blew it a few times and started drinking.

Indeed, for Americans, there is nothing more comforting than a cup of hot coffee on a strange journey.

"My father is a Mormon. He strictly forbids me from smoking, drinking, and even drinking coffee. Smoking and drinking are fine, but not letting me drink coffee will kill me." Browning said with a smile.

, "You know, I prefer to be a firearms designer, coffee will give me inspiration."

At this time, Tom brought two more cups of coffee. Browning took one of them, pointed at Chen Jianqiu and said, "Tom, give each of these three another cup."

"Um, no need, we'll do it ourselves, thank you, haha." Chen Jianqiu was very polite, although he knew that his politeness would often be regarded as hypocrisy by white Americans.

Browning took it as a matter of course that he wouldn't force it, but for some reason Tom still walked towards the coffee pot.

Browning was a little surprised, but still picked up the cup.

He was going to taste the coffee in this barren mountain.

His lips were close to the rim of the cup.

Suddenly, the sound of a horse bell came from outside the door. Along with the sound of the horse bell and the rain, a man shouted:

"Chen! I know you are in there! Come out quickly! I caught you, hahaha!"

Everyone's eyes instantly turned to Chen Jianqiu and the others.

Browning also put down the coffee cup in his hand, looking a little nervous.

Chen Jianqiu's mind quickly searched, who is this person shouting outside the door now?

With a sound of "Winter", the door of the hotel was kicked open, and the strong wind blew in the rainwater.

A dripping man appeared at the gate holding a gun. His beard was tilted up and still hung with some rainwater. Next to him, there was a young man holding a gun to cover him, forming a crossfire with the man.

horn.

Chen Jianqiu looked at the beard and looked familiar. Isn't this the bounty hunter Hanif and his groom that he met in the valley two days ago?

It was extremely quiet in the lobby on the first floor. The only sounds that could be heard were the howling wind, the sound of rain hitting the windows, and the sound of coffee boiling in the coffee pot.

Everyone's eyes turned from Chen Jianqiu to the door.

Chen Jianqiu looked around.

Browning's fingers were trembling a little and he felt a little uneasy in his heart; Tom put down the coffee pot and coffee cup in his hands and turned around; the other three bodyguards subconsciously touched the guns on the table.

The fat woman glanced at the door, then returned to Chen Jianqiu; the man in the basement revealed his head and looked quietly outside the door; the bearded hand touched his waist; and the one-eyed man took off the hat on his head

, staring at the door fiercely with the remaining eye.

Feiniao and Sean looked at Chen Jianqiu at the same time, and Chen Jianqiu looked blank.

Maintaining the status quo.

At this time, Hanif at the door was also observing the scene in the hall. When he glanced at the one-eyed man who had taken off his hat, and then glanced at the other people in the hotel, he made a jaw-dropping move.

He waved his hand to the young man beside him, and then slowly moved back together. After retreating outside the door, he closed the door with his foot.

"Everyone, please take your time and chat. We are in the wrong place! Farewell!"

The sound came in from outside the door, followed by the sound of rapid footsteps and the sound of horse bells, gradually getting further away.

"Boss, aren't those three people the three people on the bounty list?" The groom said loudly while driving the horse. The rain was too heavy and he was afraid that Hanif in the carriage could not hear clearly.

"You're blind!" Hanif was furious. He originally made an appointment with the famous Bain brothers, but the two of them ended up rejecting the appointment because they were too far apart. "Except for that young man, there was a good man at that table.

What?"

"I blinded the other eye of the one-eyed man, and I sent the bearded brother to the gallows. Who knows how these people got together. I just don't know why they didn't open fire on the spot, otherwise

We both have to die here."

"We can give it a try." Donnie, the groom, was a little reluctant.

"Shut up!" Hanif became even more angry. He felt that groom Downey's following him all these years was in vain.

How can a bounty hunter work so hard? How can he make money even if he works hard?

His anger also stems from a piece of fake news that is not even fake news.

One day ago, a man wearing a bowler hat stopped him on the road and told him the whereabouts of Chen Jianqiu and three others.

"If they continue on their current route, they should stay at a small hotel in the town below the mountain in the evening." The man said, "Their weapons were very damaged during the last battle. You can go in and catch them."

According to Hanif's rich experience, he would not believe a stranger's words so easily, but the man took out a small piece of paper. The name on it was so dazzling and shining that even Hanif looked at it with suspicion.

:

Pinkerton Detective Agency.