America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 65 Official Certification from Thousands of Dollars Wanted Group
Malik didn't know what to say. He knew better than anyone whether what the man in front of him was telling the truth.

But those villagers may not know, they shouted Malik's name:

"Malik, great job! With you here, we don't have to be afraid of those gangsters anymore!"

"Malik, I really can't see that you are a hidden sharpshooter!"

"Malik, it's really an honor to be your friend!"

……

Their flattery of Malik did not stop them from looting the things of the gangsters who were killed.

Some snatched guns, some rode along, some had extra bullet belts in their hands, and some wore cowboy hats that they picked up.

These poor Mexicans even stripped off the trousers of the corpses.

The villagers were all smiling and crowded around Malik, taking turns to give him a big hug.The farmer who was stopped by the mounted police team quietly walked to his side and asked mysteriously:
"Brother, every time you went out of the mountain before, didn't you just go to fight for justice with those cowboys?"

Malik suddenly panicked, he waved his hands hastily, and said that every time he went out of the mountain, he just went to Pitkin's market to sell some sheep and exchange some necessities for life, so it became one of the evidences that he was a hidden gang member.

"Yeah, what's the matter, he used to be my brother, are you going to find those mounted police again? They lost half of the body in the mountain, do you want to go and see?"

Chen Jianqiu came over at some point and looked at the farmer with a smile.

The farmer's three souls and six souls were half frightened in an instant, and he turned around and was about to run.

But his shoulders were held by Chen Jianqiu, he couldn't take half a step, he just struggled on the spot.

"Don't worry, he has already washed his hands in a golden basin. He won't do anything to a person like you." Chen Jianqiu said lightly, as soon as he let go of his hand, the farmer fell out and fell like a dog eating shit.

Malik could not wait to beat his chest and feet, and now he would not be able to wash himself off even if he jumped into the Mississippi River.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and only his family and Chen Jianqiu were left in the courtyard of Malik's house.

"Aren't you inviting me in?" Chen Jianqiu squinted at Malik.

Malik's wife was smart, and she knew what was going on after her husband admitted to him that the Scarface gang didn't kill him.

She quickly opened the door and invited Chen Jianqiu and the others to come in.

Malik sat down at the table with mixed feelings, he now had both fear and respect for the man sitting across from him.

"I still have something to ask you." Chen Jianqiu cut straight to the point, and Malik's heart trembled.

Every time this person has something to do with him, or every time he has something to do with this person, he will die.

"Don't worry, there is no danger." Chen Jianqiu said, as if seeing Malik's worry, but his words had no credibility on Malik's side.

"You can take the guns and supplies dropped by the gangsters, anyway, I can't take them away, but you have to find a way to help me get out of the horses from the mounted police team in the back mountain."

This decision was made when Chen Jianqiu was eating a bear's paw.

When Asuka and Holmes went to collect spices, they found seven or eight horses tied to a tree by the forest. They took a closer look and found that each horse had a standard saddle on its back.

The horses belonged to the mounted policemen they had killed, or the bears had killed.

The master died, and Fultz fled in a hurry, so they were left here.

After Chen Jianqiu heard the news, his first thought was to bring these horses back to Zhang Danian.The horses of the Mounted Police Force are all carefully selected Quarter Horses, which are second to none in terms of endurance and speed, but Lao Zhang is now either a mule or a donkey, which is really a mess.

But the problem is that he doesn't know where Zhang Danian is now, let alone a reliable person to deliver these horses to Lao Zhang.

He is not worried about the safety of Zhang Danian and those Chinese in Chinatown. The Denver authorities temporarily put all the blame on him.

With Browning's weapons, ordinary gangsters have nothing to do with them. If they can add their own horses, they will feel more at ease.

Alas, what a pity.

Now there is only one horse that replaced Holmes' mount, and the others are disposed of.

Malik thought for a while: "The nearest market is probably at the beginning of September, and now it's the end of August, so there's still a week left."

"It's okay, we can afford to wait a week." Chen Jianqiu crossed his legs and sat on the chair.He happened to be stockpiling some supplies to keep out the cold, such as clothes, "Why, you're not welcome?"

Malik shook his head hastily, and said to his ancestors, you'd better not leave, if the Mounted Police came back to settle accounts with him, his body is not strong enough for them to dismantle.

He has now been "officially certified" by groups offering rewards totaling thousands of dollars.

God, what happened to this.

……

A week later, a team appeared at the entrance of Oak Village. There were members of all skin colors in the team. Chen Jianqiu was at the front riding a black radish with a cowboy hat on his horse, admiring the beautiful scenery of Rocky Mountain.

Corn hovered above the sky not far from the team, watching its surroundings vigilantly.

Sean and Holmes are bickering, they are discussing the customs of America.

The blacks tried to pull the knowledgeable geologist to the same level of quality and knowledge as themselves, and beat him with rich experience, but Holmes, who was prematurely aging, showed an excellent level of talking, saying what he said, The two talked like chickens and ducks, and they met opponents in chess.

Malik was behind them, but his mind was on the sheep behind him.

The sheep and horses were in the middle of the line, and the horses had some semi-finished crops and boots on their backs. These boots were originally from the mounted police, but Chen Jianqiu thought about it and took them with him.

Others can be buried with the dead, and these boots are still quite valuable.

Asuka rode around behind the flock, and from time to time drove the laggards back into the flock.

As the most professional cowboy in the group, the alcoholic who fell at the end of the line did not do the same thing as Asuka. He was pouring a bottle of unknown miscellaneous wine into his mouth.

Adam ran out of Erguotou, and Malik had scoured all over the village to get him this bottle of wine.

Before long, he fell into that half-drunk, half-awake state again.

……

The fair was in a clearing outside a small town not far from Pitkin.

This was the first time Chen Jianqiu saw a market in a small town in the western United States, and it was very lively.

Tents and caravans set up on the open space automatically divided the market into areas, selling everything from daily oats, wheat, fruits, salt, to daily necessities such as pipes and frying pans, to a wide range of Clothes and hats.

There are not only things to eat and use, but also things to play.

There were magic tricks, target shooting with prizes, and a gypsy woman in bright clothes who divination for passers-by.

Chen Jianqiu watched with relish. When he approached the market, he found that there was no one to maintain order, and no one in the market was interested in them.

They drove the horses and sheep to the place where the livestock was traded.

A bearded man in blue clothes with a cowboy hat saw Malik and shouted heartily:
"Malik! Long time no see."

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