America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 93 Ritual Assassination
The surroundings were silent at first, and then whispers filled the air, and the people wearing white hoods spontaneously moved closer to familiar people nearby.

Chen Jianqiu's mind was running fast.

Could it be that his whereabouts have been exposed?

He looked around cautiously, and found that the person who came with him was standing in front of him, wearing a white hood and looking around.

Chen Jianqiu patted his shoulder.

The man was startled, and turned his head to look at him. Through the two holes in the helmet, he could see his two small eyes, gurgling and turning.

Chen Jianqiu pointed to the position of his mouth.

"Aba, Aba." Chen Jianqiu gestured with both hands. He took the torch from the man, pretended to drop it, then reached out to catch it and handed it back to the man.

The man suddenly realized: "Oh, you are the one who came with me, so you are dumb, no wonder you didn't speak along the way."

"Aba, Aba." Chen Jianqiu nodded.

The man came over and stood with Chen Jianqiu: "Hey, I heard that there are traitors, I don't know what they plan to do."

The leader of the white robe pressed his hand down again:

"Now, your guide will confirm your identities one by one, please keep your current position."

The group of people surrounded by the outer circle just trotted in, and each of them had an extra gun in their hands.They each ran to the assembled crowd and began to rummage through their collars to check their identities.

It was only then that Chen Jianqiu discovered that even the white robes were marked, for example, an "L" was embroidered on his collar, while the person with him was an "X".

At first he thought it was the size of the clothes...

And those who are not in a group, standing alone, are the first to be inspected.

He wasn't in a hurry at all. According to this formation, he couldn't find his head for a while. He even stretched his neck and looked at it with interest.

Just wait and see.

The inspection process is said to be orderly and a bit excessive, but it is not too chaotic to say it. Except for a guy who didn't want to take off his hood and got slapped, everyone else was very calm.

The white robe in the center of the circle watched the actions of his subordinates, and couldn't see the expressions under his hood, but he should be very satisfied.

Suddenly, however, the calm was broken.

A gang member with a gun walked behind the white robe, and there was a person standing alone not far away. The gangster reached out and was about to pull off his hood.

The man suddenly exploded.

He grasped the partisan's hand holding the gun with both hands, and twisted it hard.

There was only a "click" sound, accompanied by a scream from the party member, his hand was broken, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

The man picked up the gun on the ground and aimed it at the head of the party member.

The party member's hood turned red in an instant. The man pulled the gun's push lever, raised the gun in an instant, aimed at the white robe in the center of the circle, and shot, with coherent and skillful movements.

Bai Pao Zi was shot and fell to the ground.

The man rushed to the front of the white robe, and pulled off his hood.

The person under the hood had a young face, which was extremely inconsistent with his old voice just now. At this moment, the person was pale and couldn't breathe. The bullet had pierced his lungs, and he could not survive.

The attacker froze for a moment, then angrily dropped the young man's head.

The people around Baipao seemed to react "half a beat slower" than Chen Jianqiu expected.

Their first reaction was to subconsciously lean towards the white-robed musician with the guitar in his hand.

But their guns followed suit.

The attackers rolled forward one by one, light and vigorous, dodging the salvo.

After he stood up, he turned around and shot, killing a Klansman next to the luthier who was shooting at him.

"Kill him." The luthier put his guitar on his back and said to the people around him.

The assailant rushed directly towards the crowd, heading in Chen Jianqiu's direction.

After a few gunshots just now, the scene has actually become a mess. These untrained farmers, even if they are used to hearing gunshots since childhood, their first reaction is to find a place to hide.

There were several layers of people in front of Chen Jianqiu. When they saw the attacker rushing towards him, they reacted differently. Some wanted to block him, some wanted to go up to hug him, and some turned around and ran but were blocked by the people behind.

But without exception, as long as they stood in front of the attacker, they all fell to the ground.

The man's attack was accurate and vicious, aiming at the joints and vital points. Those people fell to the ground lightly clutching their arms or knees, and their heavy necks were directly broken.

The assailant had already arrived in front of Chen Jianqiu in a blink of an eye, and Chen Jianqiu turned sideways slightly.

The two passed by.

The man turned his head inadvertently, and Chen Jianqiu saw a pair of lazy eyes from the two holes in his headgear. Where had he seen these eyes before?

When Chen Jianqiu regained his composure, he realized that the assailant had already killed a bloody path, and he was the only one standing in this straight line.

A group of Ku Klux Klansmen came after them with their guns in hand. They shot while running.

But I don't know if it was because the attacker was too fast, or the sky was too dark, and the light from the torch was not enough to provide them with the brightness to lock on to the target.

He missed a shot, but was knocked down by the assailant by turning around.

When a party member passed by Chen Jianqiu, he saw him standing there, couldn't help being furious, and yelled at him: "Why are you standing there? Chase!"

Chen Jianqiu pointed to the position of his mouth: "Aba, Aba!"

"It turned out to be a dumb, trash."

However, although the man scolded, he didn't seem to discriminate against the disabled at all in his actions. He picked up the gun of the downed Klansman from the ground and threw it into Chen Jianqiu's arms.

"Follow me, run after me, damn it."

Chen Jianqiu was holding the gun in both hands. He lowered his head and took a closer look, and found that the gun was printed with the words "Made by Browning Gun Shop".

After thinking for a while, he still picked up his gun, followed behind the group of people, and joined the pursuit.

The attackers had broken through the crowd and into the forest.And behind him, followed by a group of Ku Klux Klan members holding torches.

The direction of his escape was opposite to where Chen Jianqiu came from. It led directly to the wilderness outside the forest, and near the edge of the forest, the horses of the Ku Klux Klan stopped there.

The attacker blew a whistle, and a white horse galloped to him from the side of the forest in the moonlight.

While running, he grabbed the saddle with both hands, and saw him leap lightly, turn over and ride on the white horse.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The attacker turned around on the horse and fired a few shots in the direction of the horse.

Two horses fell to the ground, and the others, frightened, raised their front hooves, trying to break free from the ropes that bound them.

The Ku Klux Klan members rushing to the front tried to appease the frightened horse while dodging the bullets coming from the front. One unlucky guy was kicked in the head by the horse and fell to the side of a tree.

"Get on the horse and chase it! Get on the horse and chase it!" The man who threw the gun to Chen Jianqiu seemed to be a small boss. He rode on a normal-looking horse and greeted the brothers who were in a hurry.

But he looked around, only the mute looked calm.

"Get on my horse! Let's chase!" He pulled Chen Jianqiu onto the horse, sat behind him, and chased in the direction where the attacker fled.

(End of this chapter)