America 1881: Legend of the West

"Chen! We have to fight back!"

Hanif, who was being chased by bullets, couldn't help it and shouted to Chen Jianqiu in front.

"Anyone who says 'us' or 'us' to you should be beaten yourself." Chen Jianqiu ran very fast, jumping from one room to another without slowing down.

I shoot one step faster, and death is one step slower than me;

What's more, now, all he needs to do is run faster than Hanif.

Fultz was still shooting on the carriage, and his shooting was completely inaccurate under the bumps of the carriage. The mounted policeman who was the deputy shooter next to him hesitated to speak, because his commander was more venting than shooting. .

Residents in each house heard movement outside. All they could hear was someone running across their roof, and then something hitting their house.

Everyone was trembling, including the county magistrate who lay bare.

Except for showing up at county festivals every year, he would not show up at other times. He didn't know what was happening outside now. He only prayed that the damage to his roof would not be too serious and that he could repair it the next day.

In addition to Fultz's Gatling, other troopers were also shooting at the roof, but they did not dare to get in front of Fultz. Their commander was now moody.

Without their boss, Clark's cowboys were at a loss for a while. Except for some who followed the mounted police and chased them out, the rest disbanded.

"Chen, look over there." Adam pointed to the place two streets away from them.

Feiniao got a torch from nowhere, and he could see it from a distance, waving it in their direction.

Their cavalry was running in the same direction as Chen Jianqiu. Chen Jianqiu could not clearly see how many people and horses there were from a distance, but one thing was certain, they had to join Feiniao and the others now.

After crossing another roof, Chen Jianqiu stepped onto the ridge. He found that in front of him was a four- to five-meter-wide street. On the other side of the street, there were a row of one-story low houses, which were about two meters apart. Height difference.

Hanif's legs were shaking a little when he looked at him from behind.

As Chen Jianqiu ran, he pointed to this side of the street, which was parallel to the street, and said to Adam: "You guys, turn around and walk from here. Find an opportunity to go down to the roof and join Feiniao and the others."

"What about you?" Adam was uncharacteristically uneasy.

"I'll play with them some more." Chen Jianqiu had already rushed to the edge of the roof, "We'll meet up at Clark's Larkfield Farm later."

Fultz's carriage had already followed, and Adam took Hanif and Downey around a corner and ran towards another rooftop nearby.

Chen Jianqiu's feet had already stepped on the eaves. He used his jumping feet to jump high into the air.

In the air, Chen Jianqiu's figure was extremely stretched, like an eagle spreading its wings.

"Boss, he can fly!" As Downey ran, he never forgot to look back at Chen Jianqiu, who was leaping in the air.

Hanif was also dumbfounded and forgot what he should say for a moment.

"Sir, they jumped forward." The deputy shooter loaded Gatlin with another round of ammunition.

Fultz didn't need to remind him at all, he was just a shuttle towards the black shadow in the sky.

Chen Jianqiu could no longer adjust his position in mid-air, so he had to tighten his abdomen and reduce his spread as much as possible.

The sound of bullets piercing the air came roaring, grazing the corner of his clothes and flying past.

He drew a beautiful arc in the air and landed on the opposite roof.

Two meters, one meter...

Chen Jianqiu looked at the distance between himself and the roof below. In the blink of an eye, his feet had touched the roof.

He bent down and lowered his head, hugging his legs and rolling forward.

However, this was a sloping roof, and he was about to fall off the roof before he could see it.

When he was about to roll to the eaves, Chen Jianqiu suddenly exerted force, spread out his body, jumped forward, and jumped to the opposite roof.

The people inside the house only felt that something had fallen on their roof, but soon moved away and looked at the roof.

"It couldn't be a mountain lion."

Chen Jianqiu continued to run on the roof, but the mounted police were not slow and quickly caught up with him.

He felt that his physical strength was approaching its limit.

A man with two legs on the roof can't run as fast as a horse with four legs on the ground.

Chen Jianqiu clenched his fingers tightly, brought them close to his lips, and whistled.

Soon, in the darkness not far away, there was a roar in response.

Good brother, you are indeed here.

A black horse emerged from the shadows. His figure was brightly illuminated by the torches and lanterns of the mounted police. The Turkmen horse, with the blood of BMWs, had wind under its hooves and was as powerful as thunder.

Black Radish had already separated from the team when Asuka raised the torch and ran towards his master.

After Chen Jianqiu crossed two more rooftops and kept pace with Heiluobo, he jumped off the roof and sat firmly on Heiluobo's back.

In the team chasing Chen Jianqiu, the mounted police followed the carriage.

But Clark's cowboys couldn't stand it. The group in front killed their boss, leaving them with no idea who to ask for this month's salary.

I wonder if the madman on the carriage will accept them.

"Sir, there seems to be only one person in front of you!" the mounted policeman on the side reminded Fultz, "They seem to have left separately."

"Is that man riding a dark horse?" Fultz's eyes were filled with fire.

"Um, I can't see clearly, it should be."

Fultz stood up from the carriage and shouted to the cowboys behind him: "Kill the man on horseback in front of you, and there will be a reward of one thousand dollars!"

The cowboys went crazy when they heard the thousand dollars. Whistling and strange screams could not be heard. For a while, Pitkin County was full of ghosts and howls.

A cowboy slapped the horse's butt. The horse felt the pain and strode forward. Behind him, a dozen cowboys rushed out of the team.

"Brothers, kill people! Get the reward!"

The mounted policemen on the side felt a little uncomfortable. They had followed Fultz for many years and knew that their superiors despised these bandits, and they were unwilling to associate with these people.

But Fultz on the side had a smile on his face.

Yes, this is what the West should be like. My previous ideas were too naive.

A dozen cowboys chased Chen Jianqiu with their horses and whips and howls.

……

Chen Jianqiu lay on Hei Luobo's back, took off the water bag and took a sip, then thought of Adam's words again.

He dug out a small bottle of Erguotou from his saddle bag, which Zhang Danian had specially put on his horse before leaving. The old man got some sorghum from his hometown from a tailor who had just arrived in Chinatown, and this small bottle was made from that sorghum.

Chen Jianqiu always kept it in his saddle bag, which is why the bottle of wine escaped Adam's mouth.

Chen Jianqiu pulled off the stopper on the bottle with his mouth and poured it all into his mouth. He took off the Winchester rifle from his back.

"Boys, let dad teach you how to behave."

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