America 1881: Legend of the West

The tied lawyer heard the movement above, raised his head, and looked in the direction of the cave entrance, his small eyes filled with fear.

Chen Jianqiu walked down the ladder, carried the lawyer on his shoulders, and took him back to the first floor.

The Mexican who was shot in the hand was babbling in Spanish, not sure if he was cursing or asking God.

Hanif listened to the noise, raised his hand and punched the man in the face: "Shut up, you Mexican monkey!"

The Mexican man calmed down after being punched and groaned in the corner, covering his hands.

Chen Jianqiu took out the rag that was stuffed into the lawyer's mouth and threw it to Hanif.

The lawyer retched with a "Yue" sound, then coughed repeatedly, and then continued to retching.

"What kind of rag are you talking about?" Hanif picked up the rag in his hand and observed it under the kerosene lamp. "Why does it look like underwear?"

The lawyer vomited even more.

Chen Jianqiu waited for the lawyer to finish vomiting and then spoke: "Are you Lawyer Dylan?"

Dylan had just come back to his senses from being so dizzy. He raised his head and saw Chen Jianqiu and Abiot behind him. He suddenly panicked and backed away:

"I know you, you are Scott's people! You are in the same group, you want to kill me!"

Chen Jianqiu drew out the gun from his waist, raised his hand and shot each of the two Mexicans.

One of the two Mexican kidnappers had a bullet hole in his head and was lying motionless on the ground.

The lawyer covered his head and jumped with fright every time the gun rang out.

"You should believe now that we are not a team, right?" Chen Jianqiu put away the gun and said to the trembling lawyer, "Don't worry, we are not here to kill you. If we want to kill you, you should do it now Lie down with them both.

"You...you killed someone." The lawyer kept shaking.

"You killed a lot of people for Scott, right?" Chen Jianqiu said with a smile, "As far as I know, you don't kill with blood."

The lawyer was silent. He had never killed anyone himself, but the things he did for Scott indirectly caused the death of many people.

Suddenly, the lawyer threw himself forward in front of Chen Jianqiu: "Help me! Help me! Scott is going to kill me!"

Chen Jianqiu stood up, and the lawyer only touched his trouser legs.

"Go back and sit down." Chen Jianqiu looked down at the lawyer who was kneeling on the ground and sweeping the floor gracefully, "Why is Scott so eager to attack you?"

In the West, human life is as trivial as it is worthless. It is nothing new to kill a person, but to kill a well-known lawyer, Chen Jianqiu believes that with Scott's style of doing things, he will not be so hasty.

Abiot dragged the lawyer up from the ground, Camilla brought a chair, and the lawyer was pressed on the chair.

The lawyer lowered his head and remained silent.

It seemed that he didn't fully trust the person in front of him.

"It's okay if you don't want to say it for now, but why should I save you?" Chen Jianqiu sat opposite Dylan, "Why should I offend a powerful person in Santa Fe or even New Mexico for you?"

"I, I can pay you, as long as you can find a way to let me live." The lawyer said tremblingly.

"I'm not short of money." Chen Jianqiu shook his head, "What's more, do your properties still have anything to do with you now?"

The lawyer fell silent again.

If Scott knew he was alive, he would probably find a way to kill him no matter what.

"Well, just follow me first. When the wind calms down a little, I will find a way to send you out of New Mexico." Chen Jianqiu thought for a moment and said.

The lawyer's mind was racing.

This is a paradox. The two Mexicans are dead, and now the only ones who know that he is alive are these people.

If you follow him, your life will actually be in his hands.

This man killed two Mexican kidnappers like a chicken. If he wanted to kill himself, it would be easy, whether he did it himself or with Scott's help.

However, it seems that I have no choice.

At least, the person in front of me saved him once.

"Have you thought about it?" Chen Jianqiu asked.

"Okay, I'll follow you first." The lawyer nodded helplessly.

"Then you wait for us here, we will come over tomorrow." Chen Jianqiu waved to the others.

"Wait!" The lawyer who had just calmed down suddenly spoke again.

He looked at the bodies of the two Mexican kidnappers lying dead on the ground and trembled: "How about I go with you? I'm a little panicked here alone."

Chen Jianqiu thought for a moment, then turned to Hanif and ordered: "Hanif, I might have to trouble you to take the lawyer back to Roswell early tomorrow morning."

Hanif agreed, but he pointed at Abiot: "What about him?"

"He has to follow me." Chen Jianqiu replied.

The two former bounty hunters snorted in unison.

The next day, in front of the Santa Fe Hotel, Chen Jianqiu and his party were ready to go.

The barrel on the carriage was still there, but Sean had poured out all the crude oil inside, and replaced it with some daily necessities, especially some rare gadgets that couldn't be bought in Lincoln County.

For example, a stack of books that Holmes found in a Santa Fe bookstore; another example is a stack of new cloaks that Chen Jianqiu got from Mr. Hunter's clothing store, and a few more were placed on consignment in Mr. Hunter's store. of fine wool blankets.

Of course, the ladies did not gain nothing. There was an extra bottle of perfume in Camilla's bag. This was what Chen Jianqiu saw on the shelf in Astor's office, so it naturally became Chen Jianqiu's bag.

Li Sifu was checking the luggage tied on the carriage. He pulled the ropes repeatedly to see if they were secure;

Sean complained to Holmes. He had set up a stall for a week, but he still didn't sell much;

Camilla was quietly brushing her white horse with a horse brush; while Rabbit with a beard was checking his sidearm.

Chen Jianqiu took out the black radish. He took out his pocket watch and took a look at the time.

It was already more than half an hour later than the agreed time.

Standard Oil's evaluation team has yet to show up.

"Wait another five minutes. If there are no more people, we will set off." Chen Jianqiu turned his head and said to everyone.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a large group of carriages appearing at the end of the street in front of the hotel.

The first two carriages were filled with people, and the following carriages were filled with luggage, accompanied by the rickety carriages making jingling noises. Behind the luggage were several bodyguards carrying guns and riding horses.

Chen Jianqiu frowned.

It's not like he has never seen a group of experts engaged in oil exploration in the west. Smith and the others were a good example before. Most of them were tired and their faces were blackened by the wind and sand in the west.

Even so, they still have to worry about whether they will lose their lives.

But these few people in front of me obviously have no experience in this area.

Standard Oil's business is mainly in some refineries in the east. These few people don't look like they have been working in the west all year round.

As for the bodyguards, Chen Jianqiu glanced at them.

Even a piece of it might not be reliable enough for Abiot.

The motorcade soon stopped in front of Chen Jianqiu, and a fat man with a mustache stepped out of the carriage.

The curvature of his beard can rival that of Hanif.

"Are you Mr. Chen?" The man with the mustache walked up to Chen Jianqiu and smiled at him very professionally, "My name is Pete, and I am the business development manager of Standard Oil Company."

Chen Jianqiu nodded.

"These are members of our team." Manager Pete pointed to the carriages behind him, where several men in suits were sitting.

They were talking to themselves and had no intention of paying attention to this.

Manager Pete shook hands with Chen Jianqiu, turned around and walked towards the carriage.

"Get ready to go!" Chen Jianqiu waved to the people behind him.

Just when he was about to turn around and walk towards Black Carrot, he suddenly saw Manager Pete stepping onto the carriage, quietly taking out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiping his hands a few times.

Chen Jianqiu had no expression on his face as he turned over and mounted Black Carrot.