America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 49

32 Tennyson Avenue.

This is a magnificent private house, a white two-story house, surrounded by a circle of wrought iron fence walls, the carvings on the wrought iron are lifelike, and it looks like it has a certain history.

As night fell, the bedroom on the second floor of the house was brightly lit.

Senator Edwin, facing the mirror, was practicing the content of his speech tomorrow.

"These people, they have no faith, they don't know how to pray, they are like locusts, taking up our resources, your job opportunities are being taken over by them, your... eh, what's going on?"

His hand stopped in mid-air, unable to think of the next sentence, he could only go to the table to flip through the speech.

Among the politicians, Edwin is really not outstanding in verbal expression. Compared with those eloquent colleagues, he is often the target of ridicule by his political opponents, whether it is debates or speeches; his ability is also average, In his previous political career, he put forward very few proposals, and basically none of them were passed by the city council.

But now he feels like he has the code.

The events of last year have greatly increased his popularity among white workers and citizens. This year, he intends to do the same to take himself to a higher level.

His father was a mining tycoon, and he chose politics.

Unlike his father, the old man likes those yellow-skinned workers very much, because they are hard-working, hard-working and never complain.

In his opinion, these people are dull, cowardly, and incompatible. For the sake of votes, he would rather these people disappear from Denver tomorrow.

Edwin tried a few more times, but he still forgot his words, so he simply crumpled the speech into a ball and threw it into the trash.

Anyway, someone will help set up the atmosphere tomorrow. When the atmosphere is here, what you say and how you say it is no longer important.

"John! John!" Edwin called the butler's name, "Where's my pajamas?"

Yet no one answered.

Edwin felt a little strange, John had served in their family for decades and was always on call, what happened today.

He opened the bedroom door and looked out into the hallway.

At the end of the corridor, there is a staircase leading to the first floor, where it is pitch black.

Suddenly, from the darkness, came the sound of footsteps.

The sound was a bit crisp, the sound of leather shoes or boots stepping on the steps of the stairs.

"Da da……"

"John, how many times have I told you! Don't wear leather shoes to the second floor!" Edwin was a little angry, this kind of mistake was only made by his own guests, and later, every time John would prepare for them at the stairs on the first floor. good slippers.

Why did John himself start doing this kind of thing today? Is his brain broken?
Edwin stormed out into the corridor.

With the light of the room, he saw a figure at the end of the corridor.

"Hey! Hurry up, don't think that I can fire you after working here for decades." Edwin's patience had reached its limit.

The figure approached, holding what looked like pajamas in his hand.

Edwin suddenly felt that something was wrong, the figure of this figure seemed to be very different from his old butler.

Suddenly, the figure threw the pajamas at him.

The pajamas unfolded in the air, covering Edwin's head and face.

Edwin was stunned for a moment, struggling to get his pajamas off.

But before he could make a move, the sound of footsteps approaching his ears suddenly became hurried. Then, a dagger tore open his pajamas and cut his throat.

His mouth was covered, and blood bubbles gushed out of his throat. Edwin felt as if he was drowning in water and couldn't breathe. He tried to grab it with his hands.

But his hands were heavy and his head was heavy.

Soon, Edwin stopped struggling.

Early the next morning, Denver City Councilman Edwin and the body of an Irishman were found hanging from a street lamp on the west side of the city.

……

Chen Jianqiu shuttled through the alleys of Denver. On the streets on both sides, there were constantly Denver police officers running towards the west of the city. They were in a hurry and had no intention of staying.

The congressman was killed, and they were notified to rush to the scene immediately, and martial law was imposed in the west of the city.

Chen Jianqiu suddenly stopped his steps.

"Come out, you've been with me for so long, why don't you come out and meet?" He turned around, staring at the corner of the alley.

A young man with a whip came around the corner.He folded his hands on his chest, looking arrogant.

"Master Chen wants to see you." The young man said.

"I don't really want to see him." Chen Jianqiu touched the dagger in his sleeve.

"Don't worry, we didn't mean anything malicious. If there was any, you should have been transferred to the Denver police station by now." The young man still had a domineering look on his face, "Come with me, he is on the side of Chinatown now On the second floor of Wanfu Building."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt a flash in front of his eyes. The man who was still in front of him suddenly turned around and disappeared at the corner of the alley. He hurriedly followed him, but he could no longer find Chen Jianqiu, as if he had evaporated. .

……

Zhang Danian didn't sleep well all night, Niu San brought people back yesterday, but Chen Jianqiu and the others didn't come back with them.

He glanced at Adam, who was sleeping soundly on the kang, he looked like he had nothing to do with the collapse of the sky, he drank half a bottle of Erguotou by himself, and then fell asleep until now.

The Irishman must have taken action when he summoned people, but now he doesn't know what kind of medicine is sold in Chen Jianqiu's gourd.If there is anything wrong, I am afraid that I will feel sorry for the dead Second Lady and the King of England.

"Niu San! Niu San!" Zhang Danian couldn't sit still anymore, he walked out of the gate in his coat and knocked on the door of the next room.

It was just dawn, and the lights in the room were turned on. Niu San rubbed his eyes and opened the door.

"What did the young master give you yesterday?" Zhang Danian asked.

"Ah? The young master said, be careful and wait for his notice."

Zhang Danian let out an oh, and slowly returned to his room.

He sat in the main room, worried.

Time passed quickly, but for Zhang Danian, it couldn't be slower.

The sun was high and it was almost noon, but there was still no news of Chen Jianqiu.

Adam was already awake at this time, and he frowned when Zhang Danian described the incident to him in his still half-familiar English.

"Let's gather people," Adam said.

Zhang Danian immediately knocked on the door of Niusan's house and asked them to gather at the entrance of the village.

After a while, the crowd led horses, mules, and even donkeys, holding all kinds of "weapons" in their hands, including knives, rakes, and pitchforks.

Zhang Danian's gaze swept over him, at this moment, he regained the feeling of being a general of that army back then.

However, when he finished scanning it once, his heart skipped a beat.

He scanned it a few more times to double check.After making sure that he didn't find the person he was looking for, his hair stood on end in anxiety:
"Where is He Hongsheng? Where did He Hongsheng go?"

Niu San and the others looked at each other, and they realized that the kid who came back with them yesterday was gone.

"It happened!"

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