America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 319 The legendary thief Jesse James

The next morning, Feiniao appeared downstairs at Chen Jianqiu's Lincolnshire villa.

"Where's the boss?" He jumped off the horse and walked quickly to the door.

A middle-aged soldier from the Longxiang Group who was on duty stopped him and gave him a quiet gesture.

"I didn't sleep for long, all night." He said mysteriously.

This soldier was originally a TPJ soldier under Niu San. He was honest and reliable, so he is now mainly responsible for the security and maintenance of this villa in Lincoln County.

"Did you work all night? It was too hard. It seems that being the boss is really not easy." Feiniao didn't know why and sighed.

"That's what, it's not, actually." The soldier was an honest man and didn't know how to describe it. He finally said to himself, "Hey, what am I talking about to you, an unmarried young man?"

"What do you want from me?"

Chen Jianqiu walked down the stairs in high spirits, wearing pajamas.

"The Rogue of the Ages—The Legend of Jesse James?" His attention was caught by the title of a one-page newspaper column.

Okafor pointed to the door.

The Blanca Mountain that Feiniao mentioned was the mountain where Chen Jianqiu shot Da Linqi before.

He is tall and looks like a security guard.

He rode his horse and walked along the street. As he walked, he saw the sign of his bank.

"Young Master, good morning!" He quickly put his feet together and saluted Chen Jianqiu.

"Keep your voice down, I'm still sleeping." He pointed to the upstairs behind him with his thumb, "From now on, just call me Jianqiu. You are all my elders."

He used his own pen to vividly describe the story of a legendary bandit in the West.

"There are rumors that this man is not dead." Camilla, who was lying on a lounge chair and basking in the sun, said lazily. "I shot one of his men in Colorado, but the fog was relatively heavy that day, so he ran away."

He inserted the key into the keyhole of the vault door, and then began to turn the combination plate on the lock.

Chen Jianqiu was a little helpless. He waved to Feiniao and motioned for him to come in.

There were quite a lot of people in the bank, and they were all standing in line in front of the counter.

It may also be because Okafor stood aside with his hands behind his back and a slicked-back beard.

You've been busy all year long, can't you take a break?

On the morning of the eighth day, Chen Jianqiu had just finished breakfast and was reading the newspaper in the garden outside the first floor.

Chen Jianqiu changed into a cloth robe commonly worn by Chinese businessmen, put on a pair of cloth shoes, took Camilla's revolver, and rode towards the town.

Therefore, the town is busier than ever.

The next stop may be Juarez, followed by Albuquerque and Santa Fe.

Chen Jianqiu stopped his horse in front of the bank door, opened the door and walked in.

He has regarded Chen Jianqiu as a relative and Roswell as his home.

This is not because there are heavily armed security personnel in the bank to maintain order, but maybe because they all know who owns the bank.

Chen Jianqiu chuckled and returned his gaze to the newspaper.

At the other end of the corridor is a large and heavy-looking iron door, and the door lock is also a combination lock.

Chen Jianqiu signaled the cashier to continue working, and he walked directly to Okafor:

"Come on, take me for a walk." He walked up to Okafor and pursed his lips at him.

"Go ahead, you don't need to tell me this kind of thing." Chen Jianqiu chuckled.

The soldier looked back, dumbfounded, his eyes full of admiration.

Asuka's words reminded him.

Chen Jianqiu watched it with great interest.

"Then I chased you, my dear, when you seemed more dangerous." Camilla sat up and picked up the tea bowl on the table.

She put her nose to the edge of the tea bowl and sniffed.

He also plans to take a short vacation for himself.

The author is a journalist and columnist.

He stood up and put the newspaper on the table:

"I'm going to see the town," he said to Camilla.

After several rounds of baptism by Xiao Lynch, Chen Jianqiu, and Crook's cavalry, the security around Lincoln County has improved dramatically compared to before.

What kind of physical strength is this!

Okafor walked back to his office, took out a combination box from the safe, and took out a key from the box.

"If you want to open an account, please go to counter No. 1 on the left. If you want to handle other business, please go to counter No. 2 on the right." A white-haired cashier directed the customers in the business hall.

For the next week, Chen Jianqiu stayed in Lincoln County. Except for the first day when he stepped down to support the opening of the town's bank, he stayed in the villa the rest of the time.

During this time, Chen Jianqiu enjoyed the two-person world with Camilla.

Chen Jianqiu responded with a smile.

The bank is not big. Apart from the business hall outside, there are only two rooms inside. One is Okafor's office, which is at one end of the corridor.

"That room is the vault. Inside is the safe, and, uh, there's the Maxim machine gun."

"As you command! Young Master!"

"Let's go take a look." Chen Jianqiu showed no interest in Okafor's office.

At least, no established gangs exist anymore, or the largest gang is now in Roswell, not far away.

Most of the gold he fished out from the bottom of the water was placed in the vault in Roswell, and a small part was transported here as reserve gold.

The cashier and Okafor saw Chen Jianqiu almost at the same time.

This bank has two branches, one in Roswell, which mainly serves Chinese people, and the other in Lincoln County, which serves the outside world.

"To be honest, this tea is really good."

The two lay in the garden for a while and chatted about some insignificant things. Chen Jianqiu felt a little bored.

"Click".

Chen Jianqiu quickly pressed his hand down on the soldier.

This man was originally a guerrilla in the Confederate Army. After the Civil War, he had been engaged in robbing trains and banks, and almost ruined Allen Pinkerton's reputation.

The door opened, and Chen Jianqiu and Okafor walked in one after the other.

Jesse James died in April of this year. Thomas T. Clint, then Governor of Missouri, incited one of his associates to kill him.

"What happened next?" Chen Jianqiu became interested, "Didn't you continue to arrest him?"

This man was staring intently at the people queuing up, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's.

He is regarded as a hero of the New Southern Movement and a spiritual totem worshiped by Southern grassroots and populists.

Many townspeople who knew Chen Jianqiu greeted the young man one after another, and even those who had received his help would salute him.

Since joining Chen Jianqiu, the son of a former Indian chief has been conscientious in handling his own affairs.

"Boss, I want to take a leave." Feiniao walked up to Chen Jianqiu and said, "The annual hunting season is coming soon. The Blanca Mountains near Lincoln County is a good place for hunting. I want to relax."

However, at this time, seven or eight cowboys on horseback slowly stopped at the gate of Sanjiang Bank.

Sanjiang Bank.

It was the hunting season in Lincoln County at this time, and many nearby hunters rushed to the town to buy some supplies needed to enter the mountains, such as dry food and ammunition.

They dismounted and began to observe the situation around the bank.

The leader, a man wearing yellow jeans, lifted up his belt.

He touched his beard and lowered the brim of his hat.

The face under the brim of the hat was exactly the same as the photo of the man Chen Jianqiu saw in the newspaper column that morning.

(End of chapter)