America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 369 Voting is really dangerous!

Hardy Woods is a rancher.

His ranch is more than 80 kilometers away from Albuquerque.

Influenced by his father, Woods is also a true Democrat.

They have one thing in common: they are as stubborn as a donkey.

It was just dawn today and he climbed out of bed.

The rancher adjusted his clothes repeatedly in front of the mirror.

This dress is kept at the bottom of the box all year round, and he will only take it out and wear it on important days.

For example, today.

He was going to Albuquerque to cast his vote for Gardner, the Democratic gubernatorial candidate he supported.

"The carriage is ready, Mr. Woods," his hired servant and coachman came in and said to him.

The cowboys gathered around.

I raised my head and huddled next to the seat to prevent myself from being accidentally injured by the flying bullets.

The driver touched the top of his driver's seat

Outside Albu's office, the fat congressman repeated:

Scott walked to the side of the white radish, took out a Democratic ballot from the saddle bag, and handed it to the rancher.

The cowboy leader suddenly changed his color and gave the order.

"The remnants of the Knights of Gardinerke." Scott opened the jacket of one of us and revealed the outer badge. "They took orders from Alb and the Republican Party and threatened Democratic voters out there."

"This is not over yet!" I shouted at the silent Albu, "You have to fight back! Fight back!"

We were slow to find the ballot outside the pocket of the rancher's coat.

He stuck his head out of the carriage window:

The fat man walked back and forth in front of Qiu Xingwei as if he was in a daze.

I took out a small handful.

Woods took another look in the mirror before turning and leaving.

Qiu Xing was grateful that he had saved his life.

Woods looked back and forward, not worried.

"Search!"

My donkey temper has gone down.

While the two of them were still discussing countermeasures, these cowboys hadn't noticed me yet.

Qiu Xingwei smiled and extended a hand to the rancher.

Qiu Xing raised his head and found that dust was flying nearby, and a group of men and horses were speeding toward him.

That's like the behavior of a robber.

The same thing is happening in Santa Fe, in Taos, in Lincoln County where polling places are far away.

"Don't even think about it!"

The rancher who was being held down shouted.

Woods quickly finished and shook his head.

The rancher felt strange.

Scott's hand reached out of the saddle bag again.

Ranchers are full of confidence.

"Let him go first and cast his vote," Scott said.

A yellow-skinned face appeared behind the rancher.

I was just about to get back out of the carriage from the neck down, when I saw several horses and a few people dressed as cowboys appearing from behind the road.

Turns out he is also a supporter of the Democratic Party!

"The bad days of those bastards are over! Just wait to be liquidated!"

"There, sir, there are only a few of us."

The outside of this saddle bag is filled with Democratic votes!

The amateur candidate of the Democratic Party, Chen Jianqiu, successfully defeated the Republican candidate Davis and became the new governor of New Mexico.

I raised my revolver:

I opened my eyes and found the cowboy leader lying on the ground, his head bleeding.

Woods nodded hesitantly.

It occurred to me that he was still being raised by Albu and appeared at that juncture.

What kind of bad thing is it for people like that to appear in that place? They are murderers and hustlers.

Several minions gathered around, held Qiu Xing down and started to move.

Those people are all gangsters who kill people in a blink of an eye. If they say they are threats, they will kill people in the first place.

Woods was stunned for a moment, but then nodded.

"It's not far. If we walk for another half hour, we should be able to enter the city." The coachman's voice came from the front, "I would advise you to put your head back. The wind and sand along the way are too light."

But very slowly, the carriage door was opened again.

The leader threatened with a ferocious smile, and then turned to leave.

Now, outside my eyes, Scott and the detectives in front of me were not white knights here to protect me.

The guy just looked Woods up and down: "Going to vote?"

"Hey~hey! Stop the carriage behind you!" A leader-like person shouted at me in a low voice, "Hand over their guns!"

However, the cowboy leader did not answer me.

The cowboy leader who was about to leave heard what Qiu Xing said and immediately turned around.

"Democrats?" the leader asked tentatively.

Albu and the Santa Fe group, which has dominated New Mexico politics for a decade, declared bullish.

The driver and the rancher chatted.

He turned around, picked up the ballot from the table, put on his hat, and walked out the door.

Very slowly, the gunfire inside subsided.

"You can't claim that we cheated, you can't find ways to ignore us, you"

The sound of horse hooves came from far away and gradually stopped around the carriage.

There was a gunshot.

"You are detectives from the Border Detective Agency."

"Does he still want to vote?" Scott looked at the rancher.

"You warn him. If your people find out that he dares to vote for the Democratic Party, you will kill him even if he takes this road home!"

"That's for sure. Mr. Gardner looks much more reliable than that bastard mayor."

"Hand over your ballot!" the cowboy leader looked at the rancher with evil intentions.

Looking at the votes, Qiu Xingna suddenly realized!

The leader took the ballot printed by the Democratic Party and tore it into pieces in front of Woods.

"Come up, come up for you." The leader opened the door of the carriage and waved to Woods outside the carriage.

"Where's his gun? Slade?" Woods asked.

I'm not at ease.

I don't think there's anything too bad about it.

Woods doesn't even dare to be stingy.

Not a single carriage stopped in the middle of the road.

"OK."

Several corpses were lying around the carriage. They were all the cowboys who had blocked the road just now. Some of them survived.

"Um, I'm sorry, do you have a ballot? You plan to buy a newspaper before you get to Gardiner and cut it up from underneath."

"Mr. Woods, what should you do now?" The coachman also saw the group of people, turned his head and asked.

It's expected, but also reasonable.

If you definitely resist, I'm afraid you will be beaten into a sieve now.

Woods then straightened up, took Scott's hand and got into the car.

"It's dangerous, sir."

Woods' ranch is relatively remote, and there are only a few pedestrians on the road from the ranch to Albuquerque. Only strong winds occasionally stir up gravel on both sides of the road.

The final voting results came out two weeks ago.

"You go and take care of the remaining offal, and then distribute the ballot papers to Xiao Jiafa." I got off the horse again.

The two men who held me down ran towards the body of our leader.

The driver drove the carriage quickly in front of the cowboys.

Woods closed his eyes.

One of my men was holding a right-hand revolver, while some of the other cowboys were holding repeating rifles, and some were carrying double-barreled shotguns.

Then, there were two more gunshots.

Qiu Xingwei really thought that the old man would jump over the wall like a dog and stop people in the middle of the road.

In fact, for Qiu Xingwei, things are indeed not over yet.

The leader held two gleaming golden revolvers.

In that direction, go to Gardinerkirk. That's the road that you can go around.

Woods nodded.

Scott had thought that the Klan branch had not disbanded before Byrne's death.

"You retreated into Gardner Creek in a few directions and found that group of people." Scott kicked the corpse on the ground. "It seems that the old dog was forced to slow down."

While galloping, shoot in that direction.

You can't make me die, but you can make me surrender!

The two men also fell to the ground.

"Albu! If you think you should drive more, try harder."

If only White had told me that information.

"Mr. Woods, you think it's our turn to be governor this time, right?"

Most of them were robbers, and they would either drag me out of the car, or use a gun to make a bloody hole under my head.

"Hey Slade, how far is it to Albuquerque?"

"Sir, if you ask for money, you can't give him the money you don't have, but ask him to let you live." The rancher said to the cowboy leader.

"What about him?" I looked at the Chinese, "The vote was given to you, what will he do?"

The rancher realized that he had feelings, and the hand that he had just held me loosened.

"You'd better go take a look first." Woods said helplessly.

I didn't even realize that my hands were still raised in the air.

"You can just keep him here. Anyway, one or two people die on that road every month."

The border detective agencies in New Mexico mobilized to catch all the ghosts and monsters who had nothing to do with Qiu Xingwei.

Woods nodded again.

The rancher said a few words before he bent down towards his carriage and jumped out of the carriage.

(End of chapter)