America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 59 Rocky Mountain's Leading Party

Fultz soon found Malik repairing the sheepfold at the far end of the village.

Since Chen Jianqiu and the others repelled the wolves last time and rescued little Tom, the attacks by the wolves have decreased a lot, and there has never been a group attack again.

But the occasional sneak attack in the middle of the night still happened. Malik asked Chen Jianqiu for help during the period, and Chen Jianqiu sent Asuka to hang around here for a few days at night.

But the Indian didn't seem to be thinking about driving the wolves away, but started chasing the wolves. He often ran out after chasing the wolves in the first half of the night, and he was never seen again in the second half of the night.

"You're Malik?" Fultz asked, sitting on his horse.

Malik, sleep-deprived, turned his head and nodded at Fultz.

Fultz replayed the scene of the farmer on the opposite road to Malik again, but whether it was because of fatigue or other reasons, Malik's reaction was very indifferent.

"I don't know, I don't know, I haven't seen it."

"Sir, those people are very dangerous. They are all murderous gangsters. Only we can protect your safety." Fultz took out his wallet and showed his newspaper clippings.

He patted the police badge on his chest, looking righteous and awe-inspiring.

"In addition, as long as you can lead us to find them, you will also get a generous reward. Believe me, it is very generous." Fultz almost said, "All the bounties belong to you, let me brag about it", he After thinking about the brothers behind him, he still resisted the urge to speak big.

Malik rubbed the dark circles under his eyes and stood there.

Seeing that this person didn't react too much, Fultz was about to say something more, but the voice of his subordinate came from behind him.

"Sir, why do you think that bird is so big?"

Fultz raised his head and saw a vulture hovering in the air not far away. The vulture looked much larger than normal.

"That's a golden eagle." Fultz looked down on his subordinate's ignorance, and taught earnestly, "This bird's wingspan can reach 8 feet in adults, so don't make a fuss."

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, he said to the dull old farmer: "It's getting dark, how about it, when you figured it out, come and find me, our camp is on the high platform outside the village.

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and left the village with his subordinates.

He didn't know that at this moment, Malik's heart was already at war with heaven and man, and it was a mess.

The hammer in his hand to knock on the fence had already fallen to the ground, but he himself hadn't realized it yet.

I had guessed the origins of that group of people a long time ago, and thought they were hunters at first, but there was no hunter who had hunted for almost a month without seeing any furs shipped out.

Judging from their precise marksmanship and vigorous skills, they are definitely not ordinary people.

But I never dreamed that they turned out to be wanted criminals with a lot of money.

If he betrayed them, he would definitely be killed.

But the police officer just said that he would protect me. It seems that that person is also a very powerful character. If he keeps it secret, will he be arrested as an accomplice?

Malik's head was about to explode, and he squatted by the sheep pen, scratching his hair involuntarily.

It was getting darker and darker, he squatted for a while, then stood up again for a while, pacing back and forth, restless.

In the end, he still took a step and walked slowly towards the outside of the village.

No way, they gave too much.

Malik walked out of the village step by step, passing the big oak tree standing there.

A gust of mountain wind blew over, causing the oak tree to sway back and forth, rustling, and a few leaves fell off and floated on his head.

Malik woke up as if he had been electrocuted.

They are my son's saviors, how can I treat them like this, I will go to hell if I do this.

Merciful Lord, forgive me, forgive me for those thoughts that deviated from my heart just now.

He turned around and hurried towards his home.

He came to the door of his house, the windows were lit, and Little Tom's crisp laughter came from inside.

Malik is now thankful he didn't just walk right into Fultz's camp just now.

But when he opened the door, he was terrified half to death by the sight in front of him.

A familiar figure was sitting by the table, and the kerosene lamp on the table illuminated his side face, flickering with the rhythm of the wind at the door.

It's the Chinese.

He held a dagger in his hand, and on the tip of the dagger was a piece of half-roasted meat, and this piece of meat, together with the dagger, was passed to the mouth of his son Tom Little.

"Please, please, don't touch my son, I didn't say anything!" Malik fell to his knees with a "plop" and begged the Chinese man with the dagger for mercy.

For a moment, except for his son, the eyes of everyone in the room turned to him. Only then did he realize that not only Chen Jianqiu, the Indian, but also Adam, his wife, were in the room.

A black figure sprang out from Chen Jianqiu's shoulder with a "whoosh", and snatched away the piece of meat from the tip of the dagger.

"I said you don't have any corn." Chen Jianqiu put away the dagger with a smile, and looked playfully at Malik at the door.

Little Tom clapped his hands and laughed, and wanted to touch the big bird's head.But was dodged impatiently by the corn.

Little Tom withdrew his hand resentfully, only then did he find his father kneeling at the door, his face full of doubts:

"Dad, what did you just say?"

Malik suddenly felt extremely embarrassed, he had to stand up by himself, and patted the ashes on his pants:

"It's nothing, I just fell through the door just now."

Malik's wife had come out with a basin of slimy stuff by this time.

Another stew.

Chen Jianqiu felt pain in his head and stomach, but he sat down anyway.

Several people sat around the table, and the originally small wooden table seemed a bit crowded.

Malik sat next to Chen Jianqiu, a little uneasy, and didn't know where to put his hands.

"Pray." Chen Jianqiu said softly to him, leaning back against the chair, and began to close his eyes and meditate.

Shaking, Malik clasped his hands, put his elbows on the table, and began to thank the Lord for the good food he had given them.

After praying, everyone began to eat.

Chen Jianqiu scooped up all the stew in the bowl. In fact, he couldn't tell what it tasted like. He knew that there were potatoes and meat in it.

Malik's wife was very happy to see the guests finished eating her masterpiece, and asked Chen Jianqiu if he would like another bowl.

Chen Jianqiu politely declined. He put the corn on the back of the chair, told Little Tom not to reach out easily, and pulled Malik to the door.

Asuka and Adam followed behind.

"Mr. Chen, I really, really didn't say anything." Malik said with some trepidation.

"I know." Chen Jianqiu clicked his mouth, as if cleaning the flesh between his teeth, he waved to Asuka behind him.

Asuka leaned over.

"Have you investigated everything?"

"Well, I figured it out two nights ago."

"The location is determined?"

"Well, I've roughly checked it with the area delineated by the corn before, and this is it." Asuka took out a piece of paper from his pocket, which looked like it was picked up from Holmes.

A road was drawn on it, leading to a location, and that location was circled.

Chen Jianqiu patted Malik on the shoulder and said to him: "Mr. Malik, do you still remember what I told you before? You didn't come to inform me in time."

Malick shivered, and hurriedly defended: "I, I haven't had time yet."

Chen Jianqiu nodded: "Well, I understand your difficulties."

"Then, shall I go and stare at them now?"

Chen Jianqiu shook his head again, and he handed the paper to Malik's eyes:
"I didn't think about the third thing before, but now I think about it. Maybe it's a job that can make money."

"You go and tell them that you are willing to take them to the place where we live, but this is the place."

Chen Jianqiu pointed to the standard circle on the map, where a word was marked:
cave.

(End of this chapter)