America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 31 Baby Sleep
The man was walking staggeringly, still holding the bottle of whiskey that Chen Jianqiu gave him, and there was only half a bottle left in it.

He didn't seem to see the red-faced strong man, maybe he just drank too much and wanted to go outside the door to relieve himself or something.

The red-faced burly man didn't want to pay much attention to him, so he pushed him away, but for some reason, the man's feet were unsteady, he slipped, and collapsed on the burly man's body.

The strong man's blood surged, and his face looked even redder.

Hitting one is also beating, and beating two is also beating.

The chair in his hand swung towards the man's back.

The man looked drunk, but his ears were not closed. He felt the chair coming from behind him, and he dodged to the side.

The chair hit the floor and shattered.

The man straightened up, but he still couldn't stand still, stumbling around.He squinted his eyes at the red-faced strong man, and poured all the remaining wine in the bottle into his mouth.

Then the wine bottle flew towards the strong man's face.

The strong man was furious, roared, lowered his head and rushed over, bent down, saved the man's waist, and lifted the man up by the waist.

The man couldn't dodge in time, his abdomen was bumped, and he suddenly felt his stomach was overwhelmed, and he vomited out all the things he could vomit with a "wow".

The strong man's head was right in the man's arms, his head was drenched all over, and he felt disgusted and wanted to vomit.

He threw the man on the ground, the man was so drunk that he couldn't stand up, and kicked the strong man a few times.

The situation of the battle became more and more clear, and the red-faced strong man seemed to have the upper hand, because those who could still stand were all from their side.

"Hey, hey." The man lying on the ground let out a strange laugh.

The red-faced burly man thought that the laughter was directed at him, and immediately became enraged. He and several accomplices surrounded him and kicked him a few times, and then threw him out of the tavern gate together.

"Ah, ha, ha." The man lying on the muddy ground by the door was still making a sound, whether he was stupid from drinking or in pain.

The brawny man was about to rush out the door and teach the guy another unforgettable lesson.

But on the table next to him, a person stood up.

From the beginning of the battle, Chen Jianqiu watched with great interest, his table was always the closest to the battle, and the people at the other tables ran away, and they were the only ones drinking wine there calmly, Eating pizza.

Chen Jianqiu actually didn't want to intervene in this fight, it had nothing to do with him.

He stood up, just because the outcome had already been decided, he planned to go back upstairs to rest.

But the red-faced man obviously misunderstood what he meant. He thought it was a kind of provocation for the Chinese to stand up at this time, just like the man lying outside now.

When he was in California, he met many Chinese people, but they all lowered their heads and spoke cautiously. No one dared to stand up straight in front of him like this person in front of him.

Why does this yellow-skinned person dare to look me in the eyes?

Four or five people behind the strong man surrounded him. They were all local farmers with little education, but they were definitely good at fighting.

Asuka and Xiao En behind Chen Jianqiu also stood up.

When the bartender saw what happened to his gold master, he had a bad idea. How could these three people be the opponents of the red-faced strong man? This group of people can already be regarded as habitual offenders in the tavern. He suggested to the boss several times not to let them in, but all Rejected by the boss.

In the words of the boss, these people are warriors who control their destiny with their own fists. As long as they are willing to pay for the loss, I have no reason not to let them in. This is America's respect for freedom.

The red-faced burly man took off his shirt that had been spat out by the man, revealing his fleshy body. His chest was covered with chest hair, like an undeveloped baboon.

He bent down and let out an angry roar. The veins in his neck were exposed, his muscles swelled, his eyes were fierce, and he kicked off his hind feet fiercely, rushing towards Chen Jianqiu like a spring.

In a blink of an eye, the strong man came to Loka. He stretched out his arms, planning to do the same, throwing the person in front of him to the ground like a man.

This time, to break his cervical spine.

"Snapped."

A crisp sound.

Chen Jianqiu didn't move, but lifted his knee slightly, and when the strong man approached him, he exerted force instantly, and pressed his knee against the strong man's chin.

This knee is accurate and firm.

The strong man didn't even make a muffled groan, he fell straight on the ground and passed out.

All the onlookers opened their mouths wide in surprise, as if their own jaws had been knocked out like a strong man.

Chen Jianqiu looked at the strong man lying on the ground with disgust, sniffed, and shook his head:

"Well, you really stink."

Then he raised his head, glanced at the audience, and said to the people behind the strong man, "Take it back."

A group of people glared at Chen Jianqiu, but no one dared to step forward.

At this time, the two thugs came late with a group of people. They squeezed their noses and took out some money from the strong man's jacket that smelled of alcohol and stench. Then they pulled the strong man's thumb, Fingerprinted a bill that the bartender brought.

The strong man "slept" as sweetly as a baby.

"Get out of here." The leader of the thugs said to the group of people, and they hurriedly carried the strong man out.

"Everyone, keep going." The bartender said to the surprised onlookers while arranging the tables and chairs.

Chen Jianqiu did not go back upstairs, but walked out of the tavern with Asuka and Xiao En.

The man just now was still lying in the mud, motionless like a dead dog. His whole body was covered with muddy water and his own vomit, which made Sean feel sick to his stomach.

"Boss, isn't this person dead?" Sean said while retching, "Let's go back, it's really disgusting."

Chen Jianqiu squatted down close to the man, he tried the man's breath, but the man opened his hand as if joking.

"Okay, let's go back, uh, boss..." For some reason, Asuka imitated Xiao En and called Chen Jianqiu the boss.

Chen Jianqiu stood up, called the bartender, and gave the bartender some money: "Open a room for him, and then find someone to help him wash his body and clothes."

The bartender took the money to arrange it.

As for Chen Jianqiu and the others, they turned back and went upstairs.

"Boss, what do we care about him?" Sean asked as he went upstairs. He was a little strange. Based on what he knew about his boss, he probably wasn't kind enough to take care of a white drunk.

"When I saw this person for the first time, I felt a little special, just like seeing you for the first time." Chen Jianqiu said.

If he hadn't remembered that Chen Jianqiu punched him the first time he saw him, Xiao En would probably be moved by Chen Jianqiu's words.

Good luck to you, sir.

……

The next morning.

Chen Jianqiu finished dressing and went downstairs.

The tables and chairs on the first floor have been rearranged neatly, and the ground has been cleaned up, as if nothing had happened.

The bartender was setting up yesterday's bill at the bar, saw Chen Jianqiu coming downstairs, and greeted him.However, Chen Jianqiu felt that the way the bartender looked at him was a bit weird.

"what happened?"

"The drunkard you arranged yesterday went out early this morning."

"Oh."

"He asked for his coat and hat back, although I just had someone wash it yesterday, it's still wet."

"Oh."

"Uh, and, he, he took a bottle of whiskey and said, said it would be charged to your account."

"..."

(End of this chapter)