America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 339 How about I try to clap my hands?

After getting off the train at Dodge City with about a dozen of his men, Ackerman bought horses and marched along the railroad toward New Mexico.

They thought they might encounter some difficulties along the way, but they never thought the difficulties would be so great.

They first entered the high mountains of Colorado and watched various wild animals baring their teeth at them; then they lost track of the railway in the uninhabited land of eastern New Mexico and almost lost their way.

During this period, they encountered at least three waves of gunmen of unknown origin.

But fortunately, the two parties just met each other, and they both knew that the other party was not a good person, so after careful consideration, they did not get angry.

Along the way, they also experienced water and food shortages.

Jennings sighed all the way.

If the explosives in the package were edible, he would have eaten them long ago.

This gang of people robbed two groups of unlucky pedestrians along the way before reaching a town where they could see people.

Ackerman interrupted his subordinate's words, put his hands together on the table, and stared at Chen Jianqiu fiercely:

"Do you know how we treat those who disobey us?"

Now I am at a disadvantage here, but when I get to the farm outside Santa Fe, it is not necessarily the case.

"Is it already past the agreed meeting date?" Ackerman scratched his hair and said to himself.

"I found it when I was passing by." Ackerman and Jennings opened the barn door and made an inviting gesture to Chen Jianqiu.

From the outside, the farm buildings looked basically intact. However, when they entered the buildings, they found that only the warehouses were barely accessible.

"There's no need to go to the Chamber of Commerce or anything like that. If you have anything to say, just talk here."

Their hands were already on their revolvers.

But they had another doubt.

"Are you dreaming?" Zhan Nings scolded angrily, "Then you will be punished with a toast instead of eating."

Ackerman stood at the door with his hands behind his back and asked Jennings who was cleaning the table.

These people look different from others.

Two strange customers came to Mr. Hunter's clothing store early in the morning.

"We cleaned up before we left." Ackerman added. "Please come in. On behalf of Mr. Henry, the matter I want to discuss with you involves the future structure of the Gunpowder Association, which is very confidential."

There was no movement.

"It's not convenient to talk in the city. Let's move somewhere else another day." He was so nervous that he could almost hear his own heavy breathing.

It is really difficult to meet Chinese people who can speak English on the streets of eastern cities.

"Snapped"

"It's just the two of us." Zhan Nings looked nervous and plowed the ground with his feet.

Ackerman and Jennings were overjoyed and hurriedly followed.

No wonder the architectural style here doesn’t look American.

The two finally had the opportunity to find out the specific date.

What's wrong with this person? It's all over with just "Oh"?

"Hey, country bumpkin, how are you thinking about Mr. Henry asking you to join the Gunpowder Association?" Ackerman sat down on the chair next to the table in the middle of the barn.

"Jennings, do you think I look like a business person in this outfit?" Ackerman asked his subordinates while sticking his butt out and looking in the mirror.

A voice came from behind them.

"The new location you decided on won't be outside the city, right? There won't be anyone around there."

Sunlight shines into the warehouse through a small window.

Their only gain along the way was that they found that they didn't need to find a special place for an ambush.

"I am the Chen Jianqiu you are looking for."

But they discussed it for a long time, but still couldn't come up with a reason.

"Shut up, let's go to the Chamber of Commerce now!" Ackerman straightened up.

Ackerman thought it was an Indian at first, but upon closer inspection, it didn't look like it.

They paid the bill, walked out of the clothing store, and headed out of the city with Chen Jianqiu and the others.

Fortunately, the meeting time originally agreed in the letter happened to be tomorrow at noon.

"This is the Mexican area in Santa Fe. For white people, it's in the west of the city." The man pointed to the west.

The next day, west of Santa Fe, near the Chamber of Commerce.

He walked between the two of them and put his hands on their shoulders.

Several people's horses were parked at the barn door.

What's more, it was after the bill was announced.

He gave orders to Jennings and the other thugs who were working.

The two of them suddenly felt that things were not that simple.

"No need."

"Boss, why don't we go look for water first? If this continues, we'll die of thirst before Boss Chen even gets on the plane."

"In this way, you follow me into the city, and the others will look for water if they need to, and make preparations if they need to make preparations."

"That's right." Chen Jianqiu touched his chin and stopped talking after that.

Boss Chen didn't seem to notice this detail and was talking and laughing with the three people he brought.

Ackerman agreed.

"If the conditions are still the same, I may not be able to agree." Chen Jianqiu said with a smile, "Unless I am allowed to lead the association."

Jennings was also arranging his clothes and looked into the mirror.

This seems to be the best way he can choose at the moment.

He thought there were only two people on his side.

He seemed to see a person near the barn. After seeing the group of people, he quickly turned back to the barn.

"Boss, why don't we forget it? I think their Western outfits are pretty good." Jennings pointed to a pair of denim jackets on the clothes rack and a hat next to it.

It is said that it is very close to the Chamber of Commerce.

"I would like to hear the details." Chen Jianqiu asked with interest.

Chen Jianqiu agreed.

They stopped in front of a grocery store.

"Snapped"

"Sir, may I help you?" One of them noticed them and asked.

New Mexico is so desolate that even outside the city of Santa Fe, no one would know about killing a dozen people, not to mention killing one person.

On the other side, Zhan Nings was even more embarrassed and did not dare to say a word.

"It seems like someone has cleaned this place?" Chen Jianqiu looked inside the barn, then turned to the two of them with a suspicious look in his eyes: "You are not here in two people."

In the mirror, a third person suddenly appeared.

"I don't know." Zhan Nings asked. He looked at his listless brothers, and then said to Ackerman:

Ackerman and Jennings mounted their horses and headed toward Santa Fe.

Chen Jianqiu chuckled and said to the three people behind him: "Wait for me outside."

The two people on the second floor can't afford it, but there are still high-end products on the first floor.

"I don't know." Zhan Nings shook off the dry cloth on his hand, and the dust on the cloth flew all over the room. "Boss, we haven't had the concept of dates for a long time."

He changed his polite attitude outside and became extremely arrogant.

When they looked up, they found that the Chinese had disappeared.

"We will let them fly into the sky on a dirt plane, do you understand?" Ackerman threatened nakedly.

Behind him were three men, all wearing bright revolvers on their waists.

It dawned on Ackerman and Jennings.

The young man did not answer the question. He picked up a cowboy hat and looked at it in his hand:

"We will stay in the city for a couple of days and will come back to tell you any news."

"Stop talking nonsense, do you agree or disagree?" Jennings' attitude became arrogant and he asked with his hands on his hips.

"So where did you come from?" Ackerman asked.

The young man asked while looking at the clothes on the shelves on the first floor.

"How do you know?" Ackerman turned around suddenly.

Little did he know that he was always neat and tidy, and as soon as he arrived at the farm, he would let him fly.

In the end, Ackerman decided to find a place to stay first and talk about it tomorrow.

"Roswell?"

"I heard you two are from Delaware?"'

It seems that Boss Chen really has a few people under his command, and they are well-informed in Santa Fe.

The capital city of New Mexico is not what they imagined.

These two people know nothing about Spanish.

Ackerman and Jennings looked at each other, lowered their heads and fell into thought.

The most terrible thing is that these Mexicans all speak Spanish.

"We are Chinese, from Roswell. What about you?"

"Mr. Chen, are you worried? This is your territory."

Since the last time Astor and Chen Jianqiu visited the clothing store, Mr. Hunter has been preparing a lot of clothes in one size fits all sizes in the store.

After saying that, he turned around and walked into the barn.

The group soon arrived near the farm.

But he suddenly glanced at the three people who came in with the young man with his peripheral vision.

Mr. Hunter's clothes still couldn't hide the ferocity of the two men, they looked like two thugs.

"Bang~" He squeezed his fingers and then spread them out, making a blooming gesture.

The smile on Chen Jianqiu's face disappeared.

His hair was in a lump, looking like a pile of straw wrapped in dry mud.

Ackerman turned around and took a sneak peek at Chen Jianqiu.

Still no movement.

"How did you find this place?" Chen Jianqiu got off his horse and looked at the barn up and down.

The streets are narrow, the buildings are weird, and there are all kinds of people on the street, but they all seem to be Mexicans.

After walking around the city, they finally found a place to live in the west of the city.

So they decided on an abandoned farm in the northern suburbs of Santa Fe.

They even cleaned the inside and outside of the farm, especially the warehouse, to make it look less desolate.

He felt a little strange and took a few more shots.

There were a few yellow-skinned people at the door.

Ackerman and Jennings were stunned for a moment.

They said they were in an emergency and needed ready-made clothes because they didn't have time to order them.

Ackerman, who was at the front of the team, looked far toward the farm.

"oh."

Ackerman stretched out his hand and slapped him behind him.

As expected of his subordinate who has been with him for many years, he knows how to act according to the situation and can lay an ambush without prior notice.

After leaving Santa Fe City, Chen Jianqiu suddenly asked.

Chen Jianqiu smiled:

"The Chamber of Commerce is really not a good place to talk, but it's better to choose a different date. You can lead the way. Let's go now."

"Um, where is the nearest hotel, and why don't people here speak English?" Jennings tried to look more friendly.

A young man with yellow skin.

Not only can these people speak English, they don't have braids on the back of their heads, and they speak very confidently.

"Shut up, I didn't ask you." Ackerman rubbed some dirt from his hair.

"Snapped"

After dancing and gesticulating for a long time, no one understood what they were talking about.

"Delaware," Jennings replied absently.

"Don't you think it's a little dark in here?" Chen Jianqiu glanced around.

Ackerman's heart stopped and he subconsciously wanted to pull out his gun.

Ackerman's mind was spinning rapidly.

"What's the date today?"

By the time we were about to arrive in Santa Fe, the original dozen or so arrogant Eastern thugs in suits and leather shoes had completely lost their energy and could not even speak with energy.

Although the accent is strange, what he speaks is indeed English.

Ackerman did not look back. His voice came from the front, but there was a cold smile on the corner of his mouth:

He asked a bit rudely, and those people showed a hint of displeasure, but they still answered his question:

It seemed that he would not shed tears until he saw the coffin.

The Chinese's answer surprised the two of them.

Boss Chen is still too confident and thinks he has a chance to win.

The door closed behind Chen Jianqiu.

He walked to the table, leaned down, held the table with both hands, and stared at Ackerman intently.

The only ray of sunlight in the warehouse illuminated half of his face.

His gaze was as sharp as an eagle.

"How about I try clapping my hands?"

(End of chapter)