America 1881: Legend of the West

When young people in a country see their country being destroyed, losing territory and paying indemnities, and understanding that if they fall behind they will be beaten, they often seek various ways to make their country stronger.

For example, learn from advanced countries.

Even if this country beats them.

The same was true for a young Sergio Romero.

As a member who returned from studying in the United States, he is both a Porfilio who "follows the dragon" from former President Diaz, and a "scientist" who is well-educated and advocates reform.

But now, he is more concerned about whether he can win Juarez.

Sergio believes this is a test for the likes of Diaz.

If we can't even build a small border city, how can we talk about subverting the stubborn domestic forces and making the motherland prosperous?

Sergio stood at the gate of the camp, holding a pipe in his hand, looking at Chen Jianqiu's leaving figure.

This is a Chinese boss named Chen.

He conducted in-depth investigations.

He has money and strength, but his foundation is not deep. He only got up this year. He is still Chinese, and he is not the type that he cannot afford to offend.

First promise him some generous conditions, draw him into the group, and recruit troops with his help.

As for whether these conditions will finally come true, it will depend on your own mood and the performance of Boss Chen.

Wait until you have the power.

If Boss Chen is obedient and sensible, then he can get a share of the pie; but if he is too ambitious, it may not be a bad idea to find a new partner himself.

When it comes to attracting investment, as long as the conditions are met, there are plenty of American businessmen who are willing to come.

Thinking of this, Sergio took another deep drag on his pipe.

"Sir! Sir! Something happened!"

A soldier trotted over and reported to Sergio breathlessly.

"Cathedral, there are dead people in the cathedral!"

"Isn't it normal to die? What's all the fuss about?"

Sergio was a bit disapproving.

As he said, as a border city in Juarez, various forces are complex, and lynchings are extremely common.

Someone dies? Even if a certain family is silenced, it is a normal thing.

"It was Thiago who died." The soldier took a breath and said, "He accompanied Gutierrez's daughter Ariana to the cathedral this morning and was killed in the confessional."

Sergio frowned.

Only a few people knew that the boss of the Crocodile Gang had secretly defected to him.

He had always felt that this man had some ability.

But firstly, the approach is too wild, secondly, it is easy to get carried away, and the seller seeks glory, so it is not reliable.

Therefore, he has been thinking about how to control this person.

But this man died just like that.

Could it be that Gutierrez, the old fox, discovered some clues? Send someone to take action in advance?

"Did Gutierrez's people go first?" Sergio asked.

"The matter involved his daughter, so his people went over at that time and sealed off the scene." the soldier replied.

Sergio's face became even more gloomy. He returned to the house, took down his straw hat from the shelf and put it on his head.

"Call Pedro and the others and let's go to the scene and take a look."

Not long after, a cavalry team set off from the camp of the Rural Cavalry Patrol.

Sergio was riding a tall horse at the forefront of the team, and behind him was his right-hand man, Pedro, the deputy captain of the cavalry patrol.

They soon reached the square in front of the cathedral.

At this time, the cathedral was surrounded by a group of armed men wearing gray and white shirts.

They are Gutierrez's personal armed forces, and their official status is the police who maintain law and order in the city.

Like Sergio's Rural Patrol, it has law enforcement authority in Juarez.

But usually they are only responsible for the security of Gutierrez himself and his estate, so they basically never take care of the security in the urban area.

The people who usually do these tasks are mounted patrol teams.

Pedro rode out of the queue and reached the door of the church in a few steps.

He got off his horse and walked up to the officer who was holding his belt and looking at him:

"Alvarez, get your people out of the way, we're going to go in and investigate the scene."

The officer named Alvarez raised the corners of his mouth slightly with a look of disdain: "This case is related to the eldest lady, so please don't interfere."

Pedro wanted to lift his foot and kick the disgusting face of the officer in front of him, but he still held back and said to the officer in a deep voice: "We are responsible for the security of Juarez City. A murder occurred. We It must be investigated!”

Alvarez gave him no face at all.

He looked down upon these people who dealt with mud-legged people all day long.

"We also have law enforcement authority in this city, and, theoretically, we are the police in this city!"

Pedro's face darkened: "Get out of the way!"

His hand reached for the pistol at his waist.

Alvarez had no intention of backing down, and he also made a posture ready to counterattack at any time:

He stared hard at Pedro.

"What if I don't let you?"

The soldiers on both sides saw the actions of the two officers and nervously touched their guns.

The atmosphere in front of the church was extremely tense, and a conflict was about to break out.

"Pedro!"

Sergio spoke.

He motioned for Pedro to remove his hands from his waist.

He is not yet ready to officially fall out with Gutierrez.

Even if they fall out, Gutierrez must be present, take the risk, kill him with one shot, and then control the situation.

What does it mean to have a conflict with a small private guard officer here?

If a fight really breaks out, will you just keep doing it, or will you come to apologize?

Alvarez saw Sergio speaking and released his hand on the revolver.

Sergio glanced at the officers and soldiers with a threatening look, turned around and mounted his horse again.

"let's go."

He waved to Pedro, who was still staring, skipped the harsh words, and left the square with his soldiers.

Alvarez folded his hands on his chest and watched the mounted patrolmen leave.

"Why is Diaz's dog so proud? Sooner or later, he will take care of you all."

He spat hard toward the steps of the church ahead.

The bald priest who had regained consciousness on the side was being held up by two soldiers. He looked at your spit on the steps and was too angry to say anything.

Alvarez pointed to the bald priest and said to the soldier: "Take this bald man with you and let's go."

The soldier held up the bald man and threw it onto a carriage at the door.

Alvarez glanced behind him again and found several members of the Crocodile Gang looking directly at him.

"What are you looking at? What are you doing here? Are you going to hold a funeral for your leader on the spot?" the officer sneered at those people.

A gang member wearing a blue coat and a big yellow straw hat walked up and said calmly to Alvarez:

"Sir, can you return the body of our gang leader to us?"

It can be heard that he is suppressing his emotions. If he were not facing Gutierrez's personal soldiers, he would never be so calm.

As the saying goes, peers are enemies.

Alvarez himself had some objections to the Crocodile Gang's surrender to Gutierrez. At this time, he was gloating about his misfortune, so how could he give these people a good look.

"We need to take the body back and study it. Let's talk about it in two days."

He glanced at the hand of the crocodile gang member and saw that he was about to touch his revolver.

"What? Are you still planning to draw your gun? Do you think you will live too long? Why don't you get out of here?" Alvarez shouted.

The soldiers under him also raised their guns at the gang members.

The gang members hesitated for a moment, then gave up their plan to merge and turned away.

Alvarez feels great today.

Today he put on a show of pretense in front of the two forces that he usually looked down on the most.

However, he still didn't know that this city had begun to become turbulent because of Thiago's death.