America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 283 “Doctor” Holiday

"Hey, Wyatt, you're finally here." Holiday stood up and greeted the Sheriff.

"What's going on? 'Doctor'?" The police chief looked at the three dead people on the ground, and then at his old friend.

Holiday noticed something was wrong with the Sheriff and quickly told what happened in detail.

"Everyone in the hall can vouch for us," he added.

The tavern owner was wiping his glass at the bar not far away with a calm expression. Seeing Holiday mentioning him, he put down his glass, held the bar with both hands, and nodded.

"Okay, but as usual, I have to collect evidence on site and hand it over to the judge." Wyatt did not say that these three people were robbers.

He noticed Chen Jianqiu and the three of them.

"Three of you, no matter where you go, people will die!" The police officer touched his beard and said in an unfriendly tone.

Chen Jianqiu took a sip of his own wine, and then threw the unfinished cigar butt into the cup:

"We are very sorry that this happened."

"However, I might trouble you to stay here for two or three days." Wyatt began to examine the bodies of the three people.

"Understood." Chen Jianqiu said.

He walked to the bar, took out a banknote from his arms, and placed it on the bar: "These are the expenses for furniture damage and body disposal."

The boss glanced at him, said nothing, took the money and stuffed it into his pocket.

The crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed.

In this place, dying is really not a big deal.

However, the gambling game on the long table was still closed because Holiday, as the banker, was ready to leave.

In his words, he lost interest.

After greeting Wyatt, Holiday walked up to Chen Jianqiu and said, "Your gun just now was very accurate and very fast."

He pointed at Hanif again: "Yours is the same, but not as fast as his."

"Thank you." The two people he praised said at the same time.

"My name is Holiday, and they call me 'doctor' because I used to be a dentist." Holiday extended his hand to Chen Jianqiu, "Nice to meet you."

Chen Jianqiu also stood up.

The two people's hands were held together, and their eyes were intertwined.

A few seconds later.

Holiday looked away, and Chen Jianqiu also let go of his hand.

"Good luck."

"The same to you."

The doctor turned around and walked out of the door, and Chen Jianqiu also sat down.

He looked at Hanif and Sean.

Hanif was watching Wyatt and the saloonkeeper's staff work on the scene while Sean counted his haul.

"Let's go too." Chen Jianqiu said.

He greeted the writer: "We should still be in this town in the next two days. If anything happens, you can come to us."

Mark Twain nodded.

The three people got up and left the tavern.

"Boss, do we really want to stay here for two or three days?" Sean asked while weighing the bag of silver coins in his hand.

"Are you very quick with your hands?" Hanif looked at the silver coins in his hand and said, "Wyatt didn't notice it, otherwise he would have confiscated it as evidence for you."

"That's right." Sean chuckled.

His hand speed when hiding gambling money was as fast as when he was stealing. Before the gunfight broke out, the money on the table had already slipped into his pocket silently.

"The dealer may have seen it, but for some reason he didn't tell Wyatt." The black man thought for a moment.

Chen Jianqiu did not reply to their words.

"You guys go back to the hotel first," he said, "I'll go out alone for a walk."

Hanif and Sean looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

…

Three kilometers east of the town, there is a small cabin under an Arizona ponderosa pine at the foot of the mountain.

The moonlight shone down, reflecting the shadow of the yellow pine on the ground in front of the wooden house.

At this time, in addition to the shadow of the yellow pine, there was another person and a horse on the ground.

A man jumped off his horse and came to the door of the cabin.

The door of the cabin was locked, but it didn't seem to be a problem for the man. He took out a piece of wire from his pocket and opened the door effortlessly.

The room was dark except around the windows, but the man did not light a lamp.

He looked around the room, as if he could see clearly what was going on in the room.

He quickly found his target and dragged a box out from under the bed.

The lock on the box was not as difficult as the one at the door. It was quickly opened, and there were cloth bags inside.

The man opened the mouth of the bag with two fingers.

The moonlight shone through the window and into the box, making the silver coins in the bag sparkle.

"These three idiots are really big-hearted."

The moonlight illuminated the silver coin and also illuminated half of the face of the man in the room.

"Doc" Holiday.

He weighed the money bags with his hands, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

However, just as he was carrying the bag and preparing to get up and leave, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Holiday noticed something.

He quickly walked along the wall to the door, pulled out the gun from his waist, and pressed his body against the wall.

He held his breath and stared at a tree outside the door.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Holiday's sweat flowed from his forehead.

"Come out, if the stalemate continues like this, others will come." Finally, Holiday spoke and shouted to the door.

He went out with half of his body exposed, and almost at the same time, a man walked out from behind the tree.

Holiday had just met this person not long ago.

"Hello, Mr. Holiday." Chen Jianqiu also held a revolver in his hand.

"How did you follow me here without being noticed by me?" Holiday was a little surprised. He didn't feel anyone behind him along the way, let alone hear the sound of horse hooves.

"Keeping some distance." Chen Jianqiu pointed to his eyes, "My eyesight is better."

Holiday looked like he suddenly understood.

"So, you have been following them for a long time." Chen Jianqiu asked, "You also set up a trap when you were the banker in the tavern, so that those three guys who started drifting when they were rich would take the bait?"

"Exactly." Holiday smiled.

"The people from the Cochise Cowboys will probably find this place soon. Those people may look stupid, but they actually have a lot of ideas." He pointed to the inside of the room, "If you don't tell secrets, the money in it is half for each person. How about that?"

?”

Chen Jianqiu shook his head, because the murderous intent from the opposite side rushed towards him.

"Kill you, and everything inside will be mine." He said coldly.

There was silence again between the two gunmen.

They walked out into the moonlight and holstered their guns at the same time.

The two looked at each other.

The duel between masters is often a matter of seconds, and whoever draws the gun faster will win.

A truly skilled person will draw his gun later after judging the opponent's movements, fire first, and then fire first.

Whoever loses his composure first will lose.

However, after the two looked at each other for more than ten seconds, Holiday suddenly raised his hand:

"I lost, I can't beat you."

From the previous exchange of glances and the previous contact in the tavern, he judged that Chen Jianqiu should be a person with the talent of a shooter, and his ability was above him.

If he shoots, Chen Jianqiu may be injured, but he himself will die.

Chen Jianqiu, on the other hand, came to almost the same conclusion.

He felt that it was not worthwhile to be injured in this place, and he was still carrying a heavy burden.

"make a deal."

The two of them walked into the house together, side by side.

Holiday took out half of the bag from the box and handed it to Chen Jianqiu.

A silver coin worth ten thousand dollars, very heavy.

"Who are you Adam, the God of Death?" The doctor closed the box and asked suddenly.

"My teacher." Chen Jianqiu said calmly, "Do you know him?"

"Well, we are friends." Holiday seemed to recall something, "The way you hold the gun is so similar. Is he okay?"

"He's dead."

Holiday was silent.

The two walked out of the house, got on their horses, and then parted ways.

Holiday turned around, looked in the direction where Chen Jianqiu left, and said to himself:

"He really brought out a good apprentice."

(End of chapter)