America 1881: Legend of the West

"Chen, why didn't you tell me this during the day? You could have prevented this from happening!"

Roosevelt asked, the firelight flickering on his lenses, making it difficult to see his eyes behind them.

"If I told you directly during the day, would you believe me or him?"

"Do you trust a white policeman who has been with you for a long time? Or a Chinese guy you just met?"

Chen Jianqiu pointed at Pink and said with a smile.

"Even if you believe me and go directly to him to accuse him during the day, he will be just a corpse in the wilderness now."

Roosevelt fell silent.

"Then do you think Mr. Roosevelt will believe you if you say it now?"

Pinker glanced at Chen Jianqiu, and then looked at Roosevelt.

"Mr. Roosevelt, his words are just fabricated out of thin air and there is no evidence."

"Would you like us to go to your pasture now? To see the boxes in your attic and the sheep in the sheepfold?"

"Or maybe, bring your sweetheart who is still in the police station to confront you?"

Every word Chen Jianqiu said struck a chord in Pink's heart.

Sweat poured from his forehead.

"Do you think I'm deceiving you? Huh?"

Chen Jianqiu took out a golden brooch from his pocket with the initials of his name engraved on it.

Roosevelt took the brooch from his hand, held it in his hand and inspected it repeatedly.

He recognized it as the name of a former rancher who had been destroyed.

Shock and disappointment flashed across Roosevelt's face.

"So, it was really you who kidnapped my daughter?"

He stared at Pink.

"Hahahahaha!"

Pink suddenly laughed, and his usually dead fish-like expression suddenly became lively, but it was still uglier than crying.

His body kept shaking, as if he had heard the funniest joke.

"So what?"

Pink raised his head, as if he was a different person.

"Most of the police officers present are my good brothers who have lived through life and death, but there are only two of you. As for these volunteers and circus people, do you think they will sacrifice their lives for you?"

He stared hard at Roosevelt.

"The only one to blame is you, Roosevelt, for being blind. As for you"

Pink turned to Chen Jianqiu: "Even if you kill me, you won't be able to get out of here alive!"

"So, are you really planning to kill me instead of simply letting me go?"

Roosevelt tried his best to suppress his tone, but he was even more worried about his daughter.

"He just doesn't have a chance. The impact of killing a sheriff from the east is too bad. It's best if you can leave by yourself. If you don't leave by yourself, he will find a way to make you disappear."

Chen Jianqiu said to Roosevelt.

He walked up to Pink and looked at him strangely:

"Are you out of your mind?"

Pink didn't say anything, just looked at Chen Jianqiu and sneered.

"Where did you get the courage to say this to us?"

Chen Jianqiu pouted at the bald head and the circus:

"You don't really think they're a circus, do you?"

Apart from the circus, everyone else present, including Roosevelt, was a little confused.

"Don't you feel like someone is watching your ranch?" Chen Jianqiu snorted, "Those are not my people, they are people from the circus. They are investigating your ranch. Didn't you notice that there is a woman with twin tails missing? ?"

Pink gasped.

Chen Jianqiu continued:

"These people are all here after you, although I don't know why it took them more than a year to target you."

He looked towards the circus and his words were a bit harsh:

"Although I don't know whether I should call you bounty hunters or detectives, I really can't compliment you on your case handling skills."

"If Mr. Roosevelt is blind under the lights, then your efficiency is really low. I would have fired everyone from my detective agency."

The old man with a broken arm stood up and coughed awkwardly.

Colleagues are enemies.

"Well, Mr. Chen is indeed the boss of the famous Border Detective Agency, and he has amazing eyesight."

"We are a private detective group, but not very large. We are entrusted by the relatives of a previous victim to investigate these cases."

"I wonder when you figured out our identities?"

Chen Jianqiu pursed his lips towards the bald head:

"When I was boxing with this guy, all his boxing techniques were based on Pinkerton's style. I've even seen their internal boxing manual."

The bald man felt like his underwear was being seen through, which was a bit embarrassing.

He cleared his throat and said to Pink and the boys behind him:

"We have found out who you are. You have committed crimes in Minnesota before, and you were even rewarded."

The situation at the scene suddenly changed.

The so-called numerical advantage that Pinker mentioned was suddenly gone.

In addition, Pink has been under the control of Chen Jianqiu, and their situation has gone from bad to worse.

But Pinker's face didn't seem to show any trace of frustration.

He looked at Roosevelt:

"Your daughter is still in my hands! If you don't want your daughter to die, let us leave."

Roosevelt was unusually resolute:

"Do you think I will agree to it? I never make deals with criminals!"

"Then I can't guarantee your daughter's safety..."

Pink's arrogant attitude didn't last more than a few seconds.

One foot had already kicked him on the butt.

Pink was kicked directly to the ground.

He was just struggling to get up when he found Chen Jianqiu's gun pressed against his head again.

"You" Pink felt that this person was a little unreasonable.

"Just because I didn't kill you with one shot doesn't mean I won't beat you up."

After saying that, Chen Jianqiu punched him again.

The punch caused Pink's face to bloom, and blood flowed from his nostrils.

The police officers from Pinker's group were hesitant.

They watched their eldest brother being beaten, but they never stopped trying.

Chen Jianqiu's gun never left Pink's vitals.

It would be easier if he really killed Pink with one shot.

But Chen Jianqiu didn't shoot, but kept beating him.

It doesn't matter if I stop it, or if I don't.

Pink's face was swollen from being beaten, and the corners of his eyes were broken.

He lay on the ground, spat out blood from his mouth, and laughed hysterically at Chen Jianqiu:

"You will kill Roosevelt's daughter and he will hate you forever."

Chen Jianqiu straightened up, stretched his muscles, and asked the circus, or the one-armed old man who was the leader of the Circus Detective Agency:

"Isn't your little girl with twin tails back yet? She's very good at shooting, but she's just a little short."

"You are the dwarf!"

A woman's voice came from the night not far away.

After a while, two horses approached.

On one horse is Sean, the black man, and on the other horse are Twintails and Alice.

Alice was frightened and burst into tears when she saw her father.

The two dismounted.

The twin ponytails sent Alice to Roosevelt's arms, and then turned to Chen Jianqiu's side, with a stinking look on his face:

"You say my sister is a little girl, and she is very happy; but you say my sister is a dwarf, and she is unhappy."

"We met at the ranch and worked together a little bit." Sean chuckled.

Pink was a little desperate.

His last chance of winning was gone.

However, his despair does not mean that others are desperate.

Among the police, Parker, as his good brother, had already started thinking about it.

Pink definitely couldn't escape, and he and the rest of the group still had a chance to escape.

Let him die. Anyway, he usually doesn't get much.

Parker's hand touched his waist.

He prepared to shoot Roosevelt and then escape in the confusion.

Who knew, his gun would stay in the holster forever.

Chen Jianqiu noticed his movements.

"Pop" is a shot.

Parker's brain blossomed.

As soon as the gunshot rang out, the tight strings on both sides broke instantly, and the scene was immediately in chaos.

Both sides started shooting at each other.

Roosevelt held his daughter tightly in his arms.

"You retreat first." Chen Jianqiu killed another enemy and said to Roosevelt.

The twin-tailed marksmanship is indeed outstanding.

She shoots her enemies' heads like apples. Human heads are much bigger than apples, so anyone who dares to show their head will end up miserable.

Not to be outdone, the bald man took a spray gun and poured bullets towards the opposite side.

The camp was quickly beaten to pieces, and the tents, props, stands, and fences were all broken into pieces.

After all, the circus side was more powerful, and with the addition of the security volunteers, Pinker's "brothers" were soon either beaten to death or injured and groaning on the ground.

Catherine, who was about to escape, was caught by Bald on the edge of town.

She was escorted back to the police station, and enjoying the same treatment was Pink, who was tied up on one side.

They will face trial.