America 1881: Legend of the West

Just when Kameda Masao was gritting his teeth and planning to escalate the situation further, Chen Jianqiu was leading everyone to clean up the battlefield.

Because the distance of the Long Live Long Live Charge of the Ronin was too short and the formation was too dense, the blow from the heavy machine gun was devastating.

Many of the corpses on the ground were mutilated, and all kinds of rotten meat that could not be distinguished were scattered on the ground;

The ground has been soaked in blood and turned dark red, reflecting a coquettish light under the equatorial sunlight.

These tragic scenes made many Chinese people involved in the clean-up vomit. General Manager Chen standing by was also dumbfounded like a fool.

Only some veterans and butchers who had been on the battlefield were in normal condition.

They helped shovel the body onto a flatbed truck, rinsed the ground with water, and then buried the blood stains with sand.

But the Chinese soldiers from Roswell were used to it.

Many of them participated in raids on logging camps on the West Coast.

The carriage carrying the corpse drove towards the forest on the edge of the city.

There, the corpses would be buried to prevent them from decomposing and contaminating water sources or causing plague.

"Boss, are you really not going to take a nap?" Sean handed the water bag to Chen Jianqiu's hand and watched his boss tilt his neck to drink water.

He was on the ship just now. He left the port with the "Kun" and went out to sea near the sea. Then he came back and rushed to Chen Jianqiu's side.

As the chief human investigator second only to Maize among Chen Jianqiu's men, Sean has to report news to Chen Jianqiu every day.

Chen Jianqiu did not answer his question directly.

After he drank a bag of water, he threw the water bag back to Sean:

"Is there any way for the ninja who set the fire to find him?"

The black man looked stern.

As long as his boss cares about him, there is basically no way to escape death.

However, Sato Kojiro is indeed more difficult to deal with.

He is also a person who focuses all his attribute points on detection, destruction and escape.

It was basically impossible to find this person during the day, not even Kameda Masao.

Looking for him at night was definitely due to fate. God knows which girl he was harming, or lying on the belly of some woman who had lost her footing.

"How about we keep an eye on the romantic places on the island? There are also several of that guy's concubines." Sean proposed a plan.

"Can't this guy take care of himself even if he's injured?" Chen Jianqiu felt that this plan was a bit unreal.

But any normal person should not choose to show up at this time.

But Kojiro Sato is not a normal person.

"If this man has any weakness, it must be down there." The black man shrugged.

"Let's try it first." Chen Jianqiu agreed.

That night, people were placed near the major fireworks sites in Honolulu to watch.

What happened during the day did not appear to affect the operations of these establishments.

It was still brightly lit and lively.

"Business women don't know how to hate their country" is applicable everywhere.

It may not be the heroes who are intoxicated in the gentle country. It can make people anesthetize and temporarily forget the pain.

Most of the dead wanderers were childless desperadoes.

Even if the war is lost, it may not affect the singing and dancing in the Yiji Pavilion, let alone the death of some desperate warriors who have nothing to do with him.

Chen Jianqiu had a wonderful night's rest at the Chinese Association in Honolulu.

General Manager Chen arranged for him a small wing with a small courtyard in front. The overall layout was similar to the courtyard in Jiangnan.

No one bothered him until the next morning.

The bright sunshine of Hawaii shines in through the window and sprinkles on the ground, reflecting the wonderful shapes on the window lattice.

Chen Jianqiu got dressed and walked out of the wing door.

The yard is peaceful, and the plants in the flower beds are lush and full of life.

It was as if nothing had happened here the day before.

"Boss? Are you awake?" Li Sifu heard the noise and poked his head in from the entrance of the yard.

"Did you gain anything last night?" Chen Jianqiu straightened his clothes and glanced at Li Sifu.

Li Sifu looked a little embarrassed and looked at the corner of the gatehouse.

Only then did Chen Jianqiu realize that Sean was sitting there.

"That kid is so cunning. It is said that he has been seen in four or five places, but our people were always slow and he was gone by the time we arrived." Sean sighed.

He looked a little tired, which showed that he had followed him to several places last night.

"He noticed our ambush, but he came anyway. It can be seen that he is full of confidence in his escape skills and has nothing to fear." Chen Jianqiu thought.

"And it's very addictive." Li Sifu added on the side.

At this time, President Chen and others from the Honolulu Chinese Association also hurried over.

"We have to set a trap." Chen Jianqiu leaned against the gatehouse of the courtyard and stared at the roof covered with vines. "This man must die."

A man next to President Chen who was rolling up his sleeves immediately understood what Chen Jianqiu meant.

This man was originally a court servant, but later he was dissatisfied with the obsequious behavior of the court people in front of foreigners, so he twisted his pigtails angrily and ran to Honolulu.

"Mr. Chen, I'm going to arrange for a girl to be used as bait. The thief didn't succeed yesterday, so he will be unable to resist today!" he said.

"No, it's too dangerous. If we miss, the girl will be in danger. We won't do this kind of loss-making business." Chen Jianqiu decisively refused.

If you want to fish but are afraid of something happening to your bait, what can you do?

The scene fell into silence, and everyone began to think of other ways.

Chen Jianqiu clasped his hands on his chest, his eyes wandering around aimlessly, and finally landed on Sean.

A smile appeared on his lips.

The black man was so scared that Chen Jianqiu looked at him.

He has followed Chen Jianqiu for so many years, and every time he sees Boss Chen looking at him with such a smile, there is always nothing good going on.

"You have a good figure." Chen Jianqiu said suddenly.

I don't know whether it's due to malnutrition or being on the rafters for a long time. Sean's body is thin and he hasn't grown much in the past few years.

But his legs and fingers are relatively slender in proportion.

"Boss, you, what are you going to do?" The black man roughly guessed what Chen Jianqiu was going to do, and his legs were trembling a little.

"Director Chen, please find a kimono and a Japanese lantern." Chen Jianqiu said to the old man.

"Boss! You don't really think that the flower picker would be interested in me, do you?" Sean cried in despair.

"A dead horse is a living doctor. Look at the women in Honolulu who dare to come out at night!"

Chen Jianqiu gestured to his legs.

"Anyway, your skin is the background at night. If you put more powder on it, why don't you paint it just like that?"

"Then you have to protect me." Sean was still crying.

"There won't be too many people. There were too many people following him yesterday and he discovered them. Don't be too alarming!" Chen Jianqiu said to the black man seriously.

"Then what should I do if he really does it?" The black man was almost wailing.

"No, that man is injured and can't deal with you. You have to have confidence in yourself!" Chen Jianqiu still encouraged him, "You are the one who killed the thief James!"

Sean had ten thousand reluctances in his heart, but he understood that Chen Jianqiu was not someone he could refuse.

Li Sifu suppressed his laughter, but did not dare to laugh loudly.

He was afraid that Chen Jianqiu would turn around and say, "Why are you laughing? Why don't you come?"

But he couldn't help it.

When Li Sifu walked past Sean, he patted him on the shoulder and gave the black man a sympathetic look.

"I know a plaster for treating cracked wounds. I'll prepare it for you later, just in case." He whispered looking very serious.

But it seemed that Chen Jianqiu still heard what he said.

"Why don't you add another bait, Sifu, you take another route." Chen Jianqiu patted his head, "You should be able to handle the Japanese alone, otherwise I will teach you in vain."

After saying that, Chen Jianqiu turned to General Manager Chen and others: "Please prepare another set of kimonos and lanterns."

Director Chen nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, we have the best Cantonese opera makeup artist!"

"By the way, let's teach them some women's walking postures for a quick lesson." Chen Jianqiu added.

The schadenfreude on Li Sifu's face disappeared, leaving only a face full of pain.