America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 24 Rainy Night ([-])

"Dude! Take care of our horses!"

The door of the hotel was knocked open again, a young man in a suit took off his hat, holding an umbrella in his left hand, cursing the weather here:
"Damn it, it's really unlucky to have such heavy rain in Colorado."

He was accompanied by four men with guns in their hands. The new rifles were very eye-catching.

Different from Chen Jianqiu's treatment, the fat woman seemed very enthusiastic.She trotted forward, holding the umbrella for the young man, and shouted into the inner room at the top of her voice: "Brington! Blington! You damned come in and out and lead the horse."

A head poked out from the basement door. It was the man sitting opposite the bar. He walked to the door, glanced at the young man and his three bodyguards, put on the canvas and walked into the rainstorm.

"Carriage be careful!" The young man shouted at Brinton's back, and he turned his head to look into the hall.

Several people playing cards were playing cards on their own. The proprietress took some wooden bowls and spoons from the cabinet and put them on the table.

The young man found a table and sat down, rubbing his nose: "Aha, it smells like stew, who can help me get a bowl, I'm almost starving."

The proprietress found a big pot from nowhere, filled a big pot of things from the pot, brought it over and put it on the long dining table in the center of the hotel.

"Dinner is ready! Dinner is ready!" the proprietress yelled at the people upstairs and those who were playing cards at that table.

The first to respond to the call turned out to be the three people upstairs, Chen Jianqiu, Xiao En, and Asuka who didn't know if they smelled the smell and came out.

Chen Jianqiu looked at the table and saw the young man who was cleaning his pocket watch, so he sat directly across from the young man.

The young man looked a little surprised when he saw him: "Aha, Chinese?"

This man seems to like to add an "aha" particle before every sentence, which makes him seem full of enthusiasm for this world.

Then he saw Sean and Asuka sitting on both sides of him, and he became more interested: "Indians? Blacks? Your combination is interesting, why are you here?"

"We are gold diggers, and this Indian is our guide." Chen Jianqiu knew this setting by heart.

"Oh, then you can really endure hardships. My father often deals with people like you. We have been selling guns to gold diggers." The young man was in high spirits.

"Sell guns?"

"Yes, yes, our family sells guns, at least since I was sensible, I have been in my father's gun shop." The young man continued his topic, and then suddenly thought of something, his expression was a little gloomy, "It's just a pity that I His father died two years ago."

"I'm sorry." Chen Jianqiu folded his fingers in front of him, listening carefully to the young man's words.

It may be that Chen Jianqiu's politeness and listening aroused the young people's goodwill, and he continued: "I was born in Ogden, Utah (Ogden), which is really a very beautiful place, only 16 kilometers away from the Great Salt Lake, where... ..."

"Let's fill our stomachs first, gentlemen." The young man's words were roughly interrupted by the fat woman, who threw the stew-filled bowls on the table and passed them one by one.

And the four people who were playing cards in the corner just now also walked over slowly, two sat in Chen Jianqiu's row, and the other two sat next to the young bodyguards.

Only then did Chen Jianqiu see clearly the faces of these four people, all of them were very distinctive. The one sitting opposite them had only one eye, the other had a big beard, and the other two sat beside them. The ones in the row look like Mexicans.

The young man whose speech was interrupted was not particularly dissatisfied, nor did he notice the unique looks of the four people. He took the bowl of stew directly and began to eat it with spoonfuls.

Chen Jianqiu looked at the messy bowl of mushy things in front of him.The so-called stew is actually to cook the ingredients that can be found, such as potatoes, carrots, meat, etc., into a pot.

If it was placed before the time travel, he would definitely not even want to touch it, but after the time travel, he ate pancakes for a month, and after running away, he ate dry food for several days.

At least this stuff is better than biscuits.

He looked around, and the two Mexicans also started to eat the stew, and there seemed to be no problem, so they ate it too.

"Well, by the way, my name is John Browning. What's your name?" The young man kept talking, eating and talking.

John Browning?Why does this name sound familiar?

Chen Jianqiu began to search for this name in his mind.

Browning pistol?Utah?Selling guns?
Is it possible that this young man in front of him became a well-known American light weapons design expert?
You know, the world's first automatic pistol, the M1900, came from this man, and the fuse of World War I—the M1910 that killed Archduke Ferdinand in the Sarajevo incident was also his masterpiece.

"Uh, just call me Chen." Chen Jianqiu recovered from his thoughts and replied.

"Aren't you in Ogden? Why did you come here?" He suddenly remembered something and asked.

"Hey, forget it, my brothers and I set up an arms factory in Ogden after my father died, and I invented a breech-loading drop-lock single-shot rifle that sold well, but we didn't have any spare funds, so production capacity is limited.”

"Some time ago, we sent some orders from our branch in Montrose, you know, but we don't have more manpower and distribution channels, so we can only deliver the goods ourselves."

"Then why don't you take the railway directly?" Chen Jianqiu asked suspiciously.

"The railway can't reach that place, and I don't know the way very well, so I asked Tom to bring us here." The young man patted the shoulder of the bodyguard sitting next to him, "He is a very responsible person. Thanks to him on the way."

Chen Jianqiu probably understood what was going on, so he continued to eat the stew in his bowl with his head down.

"Xiao En, this stew tastes really good, is one bowl enough for you?" Chen Jianqiu suddenly said something inexplicable to Xiao En.

It was obvious that one bowl was not enough for Sean, so he ran to prepare another bowl, but the pot containing the stew was on the other side of the table, so he had to run over with the bowl.

He made a circle behind the Mexican next to him, and when he passed another Mexican in their row closest to the stew pot, because he was walking too fast, he stumbled under his feet and fell and leaned against his. body.

"Sorry, sorry, brother." Sean apologized hastily.

"Stay away from me!" The Mexican pushed Sean away.

"Oh shit!"

The door of the hotel was pushed open again, and Brinton, who had just gone out to lead the horse, rushed in. He threw the canvas on the ground, and he walked towards the bar trembling like a soaked rat.

When he passed the long table, he saw Chen Jianqiu and the three of them, his eyes were a little surprised, but he quickly returned to normal, and went straight back to the basement.

Then the fat woman followed.

"Why didn't those three just get rid of them directly? I asked you to do it before I entered the basement. I didn't hear any movement upstairs, so I thought you had already succeeded."

In the corner of the basement, Brinton asked in a low voice.

"The corpses are not easy to deal with. The time interval is too close. If they are killed, the smell of blood will be too strong, which may arouse the suspicion of the young man." The fat woman replied.

"It's too easy to cause extra problems." Brinton was a little dissatisfied. "If you add these three people on the opposite side, there will be seven, and we only have seven. Where do you have the confidence?"

"It's okay, let's find a chance to kill them together later. I have observed them, and there is only one long gun left upstairs. As for that young man, can he be counted as one?" The fat woman didn't think so, and was going to return directly to the first floor. .

But when she stuck her head out of the basement, she suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The Chinese was still talking and laughing happily on the table, but for some reason he had two more revolvers in one hand.

　Kneeling and begging to follow up, everyone, raising books now will really kill ORZ.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)