America 1881: They Call Me Legend

The leader was dead, and the remaining people were a little panicked. Asuka shot one person in the hand holding the torch.

The torch fell to the ground, and the man jumped around with his hands in his hands, but then he danced even more happily because the torch lit his robe.

Then he turned into a "burning man" alive and lay on the ground without any movement.

Danny didn't even bother to use his gun, he just went up and knocked one over with a hammer.

The neck of the unlucky guy who was hammered was almost broken, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the entire white mask was stained red.

Chen Jianqiu and Feiniao also easily knocked down the remaining few people. Feiniao took some iron shackles and some ropes from the room of the police station and tied up the few people.

Chen Jianqiu pulled off the mask of one of the people, revealing a young face with fear written all over it.

"I know you!" Sigmund, who was in shock, pointed at the young man, "You are the son of the grocery store owner!"

Chen Jianqiu pulled off the masks on the heads of several people and found that except for the one riding a horse, they were all people from the town. As for the one who was burned, it could only be seen who was missing from the town the next day.

Chen Jianqiu asked Feiniao and Danny to throw the gang into the small cell of the police station.

"The Ku Klux Klan is a group of extreme racists who pretend to be gods and scare black people every day. They hate black people, Chinese, Jews and almost all people of color. They were first organized by a group of remnants of the Southern Army. They dragged me into it. I think

These people are mentally ill." Danny kicked the white hood on the ground.

"But they usually operate in several southern states, and they seemed to have been banned by the president's order ten years ago. How could they appear here?"

"Not surprising, there used to be cannibals near here." Chen Jianqiu stood up.

He walked to Sigmund. Old Sigmund's legs were still a little weak and he was sitting on the ground.

"I don't want to get involved in your town's affairs. Can we get down to business now?"

He took out the bag and gave Sigmund a look. "Should we exchange it for the previous price? I won't count the crafting fee for the gold and silver vessels as yours."

Sigmund shrank on the ground and shook his head, "I don't have any cash in my hand. Those men in white robes took the cash away from me."

Chen Jianqiu was angry and funny. He looked at the Jew sitting on the ground:

"You, a town police officer, were robbed with a gun by a group of ragtag men wearing sheets? And then you told others that they were ghosts?"

Sigmund opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

Chen Jianqiu glanced at the Jew's expression and did not push him again. He thought for a moment and pointed to a few people in the cell: "You watch them here first, and I will go find the mayor.

He knocked on the door of Browning's gun shop. The person who opened the door was Jerry, who was squatting at the door with a gun and keeping watch.

Browning ran out in his one-piece pajamas and had already climbed onto the bed when Chen Jianqiu knocked on the door.

"Help me find the mayor, I have something urgent." Chen Jianqiu lit a cigarette outside the door, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.

"Then wait for me for a while." Browning did not hesitate, "I will change my clothes."

A few minutes later, Browning appeared at the door in formal attire. He held a gun in his hand and led Chen Jianqiu and others towards the east of the town.

Along the way, Chen Jianqiu observed the surrounding houses. At first, he thought they were people living here. Because of the rumors of ghosts, he turned off the lights early and hid at home.

But now, he realized that in many houses, there was actually no one at all.

"How many blacks, Chinese or Jews are there in this town?" Chen Jianqiu suddenly asked.

Browning shook his head: "You know, not long ago, like you, I came here for the first time, but as far as I know, there are no Chinese, not many blacks, and quite a few Jews, but they are different from the West.

Like Germund, he lives on the west side of the town."

While they were chatting, they came to an inconspicuous house in the east of the city.

"This is the mayor's house." Browning knocked on the door.

After coming here for a while, an old lady ran out to open the door, and Browning explained the purpose of his visit.

"The mayor is not here. He may have taken some people out for inspection. Isn't it haunted recently?"

Browning could only say "Excuse me", then turned around and shrugged to Chen Jianqiu.

"Has Montrose been haunted before?" Chen Jianqiu asked again and again.

Browning thought for a moment and replied truthfully: "No, it was about a week before you came."

"A week..." Chen Jianqiu thought for a moment, this seemed to be the day they set off from Pitkin.

How strange.

The next morning, an old gentleman in formal attire, carrying a cane and wearing a gray hat walked into the first floor of the tavern. The bartender was surprised when he saw this man, and he hurriedly greeted him:

"Oh, distinguished Mr. Mayor, I wonder why you are here today?"

The mayor with a kind face waved his cane: "It doesn't matter, I'm waiting for someone."

Not long after, Chen Jianqiu walked down from the second floor and happened to catch a glimpse of the old man holding a cane on the first floor.

He didn't know the man, but the man seemed to know him.

"Hello, Mr. Chen, I am the mayor of this town. Did you see me for anything last night?" The old man's smile made people feel very warm, even kind.

"Do you know me?" Chen Jianqiu was a little strange. It was Browning who knocked on the door yesterday, and he just followed behind.

"Yes, we all know you, haha." The mayor laughed heartily and pointed at the bartender, "He also knows you, but we don't care because you and your friends have not shown any ill will to us.

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Chen Jianqiu pondered for a while before replying: "I just want to go find you, sir. We caught the 'ghost' last night."

As he spoke, he observed the expression on the mayor's face.

The mayor looked very surprised. He paused his cane and said, "Really? How did you catch them? Did you use silver bullets? Or are they just human beings?"

"You are right, Mr. Mayor, please come with me."

Chen Jianqiu took the mayor to Sigmund's police station. At this time, Sigmund had not slept all night and was sitting dejectedly at the door with his gun in his arms.

The door to the police station was torn down by Danny yesterday. He looked at the door panel on the ground in a daze.

"Hey! It's time to wake up!" A boot stepped on the door, making the door creak.

Sigmund suddenly woke up from his dementia. He looked up along his boots and found that Chen Jianqiu was looking at him, and the mayor, standing next to Chen Jianqiu, was also looking at him with his cane.

As soon as the few people in the cage heard the movement at the door, they rushed to the gate of the cage.

"Sir, we were wrong!,

"Sir! We don't dare anymore!"

The mayor walked in and looked at them with a frown. He knew all these people. They were all young people in the town.

He glanced at the cell next to theirs, where the body of a stranger and a piece of black coal in the shape of a human were left.

"This brother, well, I'm sorry, it was purely self-defense, and this one accidentally set his clothes on fire with a torch." Chen Jianqiu pointed at the two corpses and looked at Sigmund.

The Jew nodded quickly: "Well, yes, I will testify to this."

Chen Jianqiu picked up the white hood on the table and handed it to the mayor: "The Ku Klux Klan suddenly appeared for some reason. Unfortunately, we bumped into it, so I want to tell you."

The mayor's brows furrowed, and he asked Sigmund to keep an eye on these young people, and he would go and say hello to their parents.

In short, from now on, don’t let anyone know about it.”

When Chen Jianqiu saw that the mayor had made a decision, he was about to turn around and leave.

But the mayor stopped him from behind:

"Mr. Chen, can we talk?"