America 1881: They Call Me Legend

When young people in a country see their country being destroyed, losing territory and paying indemnities, and understanding that if they fall behind they will be beaten, they often seek various ways to make their country stronger.

For example, learn from advanced countries.

Even if this country beats them.

The same was true for a young Sergio Romero.

As a member who returned from studying in the United States, he is not only a Porfilio who "follows the dragon" from former President Diaz, but also a "scientist" who is well-educated and advocates reform.

But now, he is more concerned about whether he can win Juarez.

Sergio believes that this is a test for people like Diaz.

If we can't even build a small border city, how can we talk about subverting the stubborn domestic forces and making the motherland prosperous?

Sergio stood at the gate of the camp, holding a pipe in his hand, looking at Chen Jianqiu's leaving figure.

This is a Chinese boss named Chen.

He waved to Pedro, who was still staring, skipped the harsh words, and left the square with his soldiers.

"It was Thiago who died." The soldier took a breath and said, "He accompanied Gutierrez's daughter Ariana to the cathedral this morning and was killed in the confessional."

Sergio was riding a tall horse at the forefront of the team, and behind him was his right-hand man, Pedro, the deputy captain of the cavalry patrol.

Sergio frowned.

"What if I don't let you?"

Wait until you have the power.

The soldier picked up the bald man and threw it onto a carriage at the door.

He is not yet ready to officially fall out with Gutierrez.

But usually they are only responsible for the security of Gutierrez himself and his estate, so they basically never take care of the security in the urban area.

"We also have law enforcement authority in this city, and, theoretically, we are the police in this city!"

When Alvarez saw Sergio speaking, he also let go of his hand on the revolver.

He always felt that this man had some ability.

The bald priest who had regained consciousness on the side was being held up by two soldiers. He looked at your spit on the steps and was too angry to say anything.

"Let's go."

They soon arrived at the square in front of the cathedral.

Someone died? Even if a certain family was silenced, it was a normal thing.

Alvarez had no intention of backing down, and he also made a posture ready to counterattack at any time:

The atmosphere in front of the church was extremely tense, and a conflict was about to break out.

When it comes to attracting investment, as long as the conditions are met, there are plenty of American businessmen who are willing to come.

He stared hard at Pedro.

The officer named Alvarez raised the corners of his mouth slightly with a look of disdain: "This case is related to the eldest lady, so please don't interfere."

"Call Pedro and the others and let's go to the scene and take a look."

Therefore, he has been thinking about how to control this person.

Pedro wanted to raise his foot and kick the disgusting face of the officer in front of him, but he still held back and said to the officer in a deep voice: "We are responsible for the security of Juarez City. A murder occurred. We

It must be investigated!”

But firstly, the approach is too wild, secondly, it is easy to get carried away, and the seller is seeking glory, so it is not reliable.

It could be heard that he was suppressing his emotions. If he were not facing Gutierrez's personal soldiers, he would never be so calm.

Even if they fall out, Gutierrez must be present, take the risk, kill him with one shot, and then control the situation.

He looked down upon these people who dealt with mud-legged people all day long.

The soldiers on both sides saw the actions of the two officers and nervously touched their guns.

Like Sergio's Rural Patrol, it has law enforcement authority in Juarez.

They are Gutierrez's personal armed forces, and their official status is the police who maintain public security in the city.

He conducted in-depth investigations.

The people who usually do these tasks are mounted patrol teams.

Alvarez himself had some objections to the Crocodile Gang's surrender to Gutierrez. He was currently gloating over his misfortune, so how could he give these people a good look?

Thinking of this, Sergio took another deep drag on his pipe.

Alvarez gave him no face at all.

"The matter involved his daughter, so his people went over and sealed off the scene." the soldier replied.

As the saying goes, fellow travelers are enemies.

He has money and strength, but his foundation is not deep. He only got up this year. He is still Chinese, and he is not the kind of person he cannot afford to offend.

"What are you looking at? What are you doing here? Are you going to hold a funeral for your leader on the spot?" the officer sneered at those people.

But this man died just like that.

He motioned for Pedro to remove his hands from his waist.

"We have to take the body back and study it. Let's talk about it in two days."

Not long after, a cavalry team set off from the camp of the rural cavalry patrol.

"Pedro!"

"Cathedral, there are dead people in the cathedral!"

He glanced at the hand of the crocodile gang member and found that he was about to touch his revolver.

First promise him some generous conditions, draw him into the group, and recruit troops with his support.

Only a few people knew that the boss of the Crocodile Gang had secretly defected to him.

He dismounted and walked up to the officer who was holding his belt and looking at him:

Alvarez folded his hands on his chest and watched the patrolmen leave.

Sergio spoke.

As he said, as a border city, Juarez has various forces and complexities, and lynchings are extremely common.

Alvarez pointed to the bald priest and said to the soldier: "Take this bald man with you and let's go."

"Alvarez, ask your people to move aside, we are going to go in and investigate the scene."

Sergio glanced at the officers and soldiers with a threatening look, turned around and mounted his horse again.

"Why is Diaz's dog so proud? Sooner or later, he will take care of you all."

A gang member wearing a blue coat and a big yellow straw hat walked up and said calmly to Alvarez:

"Sir, can you return the body of our gang leader to us?"

He spat hard toward the steps of the church ahead.

"Sir! Sir! Something happened!"

Pedro rode out of the queue and reached the door of the church in a few steps.

At this time, the cathedral was surrounded by a group of armed men wearing gray and white shirts.

What does it mean to have a conflict with a small private guard officer here?

If a fight really breaks out, will you just keep doing it or will you come to apologize?

Alvarez looked behind him again and found several members of the Crocodile Gang, looking directly at him.

Sergio's face became even more gloomy. He returned to the house, took his straw hat off the shelf and put it on his head.

As for whether these conditions will finally be met, it will depend on your own mood and the performance of Boss Chen.

A soldier trotted over and reported to Sergio breathlessly.

Pedro's face darkened: "Get out of the way!"

If Boss Chen is obedient and sensible, then he can get a share of the pie; but if he is too ambitious, it is not a bad idea to find a new partner himself.

"Death is not a normal thing? What's all the fuss about?"

"What? Are you still planning to draw your gun? Do you think you will live too long? Why don't you get out of here?" Alvarez shouted.

His hand reached for the pistol at his waist.

Sergio was a little disapproving.

Could it be that Gutierrez, the old fox, discovered some clues? Send someone to take action in advance?

"Did Gutierrez's people go first?" Sergio asked.

The soldiers under him also raised their guns at the gang members.

The gang members hesitated for a moment, then gave up their plan to merge and turned away.

Alvarez feels great today.

Today he put on a show of pretense in front of the two forces that he usually looked down upon the most.

However, he didn't know yet that this city began to become turbulent because of Thiago's death.