America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 332 With the insects, how can you achieve great things?

"Donovan, don't just sit there, come and help us!" Tom ran around holding a lighted torch.

This torch was improvised.

A piece of wood picked up from nowhere, with a piece of clothing wrapped around it, and then soaked in a kerosene bucket for a while.

He looked back to see Donovan sitting on top of a wooden barrel, dissatisfied.

"Are you blind, didn't you see that I was looking at Jesse James' old lady and this woman?" Donovan pointed at the tied up old lady with a gun.

Looking at the billowing smoke, he was satisfied.

One is that he is secretly proud of his plan, and the other is that he follows the guiding ideology of the detective agency boss Alan Pinkerton.

In this way, the legendary thief has to come if he comes, and he has to come if he doesn't come.

"You burn our house down, and my brother will surely kill us all."

He took a deep breath: "It's okay, his mother and sister are in our hands, and we are defending, they are attacking, and we have a terrain advantage."

On the way here, he heard gunshots from the pasture in the distance.

Donovan knew that everything was over, and now, he couldn't stop dying.

He jumped down hastily from the barrel, went to Tom's side, and snatched the telescope from his hand.

Jesse James' sister stared at Donovan viciously.

Carson died four people, some flesh hurts.

These people don't seem to be any different.

As for Detective Pinkerton, four people also died, but this meant that they were almost wiped out.

"Then what are you waiting for, shoot!" Donovan raised the spear in his hand.

Chen Jianqiu looked at him with a smile.

White became alert, and he turned his head to the left.

Faintly, someone appeared in the field of vision.

He exposed half of his head and looked forward, only to find that Jesse James was standing there properly.

In a blink of an eye, Jesse James and Carson had arrived near the ranch.

Looking at his burning pasture and the two cowboy corpses lying on the ground, he was furious.

A woman's mournful cry pierced the sky and echoed over the pasture.

He raised his gun and killed the distraught woman.

Tom looked at Donovan blankly: "You asked me to shoot!"

"Run, there are more of them than us."

On the grassland in the distance, there was movement.

Jesse James scrambled to his feet, cheeks trembling, eyes red, and with one shot killed a Pinkerton detective who was poking his head out to shoot him.

They have a very negative attitude towards attacking buildings.

White squatted in the grass, helpless.

Tom turned around, beckoning everyone to prepare to retreat.

"Can you just aim again?" Donovan turned around, ready to scold his partner.

Donovan took off the binoculars and looked at Tom: "What are you going to do?"

"Damn it, Donovan, Jesse James is really here!" Tom saw the legendary thief from the side, his hands trembling with excitement, and shouted at Donovan.

Don't do it, don't stop, burn your house, kill your people, come on!
Jesse James, who was outside the ranch, heard the crying and already knew what happened.

He followed the trail of his colleagues all the way.

White slowly approached the ranch.

In the binoculars, Jesse James' standard goatee face really appeared, but behind him was a group of people.

Pinkerton's detectives were dead, and Carson's men, plus Jesse, had five more.

If he's not wealthy, then he is.
White gasped suddenly.

Because the prerequisite for disappointment is to have expectations, what can he expect from this rich young man in front of him?
I originally had a mission to investigate him.

"What do you think should be the title of the newspaper? The heroic Pinkerton detective kills the legendary thief? Oh, no, no momentum."

White felt a little disappointed in his heart.

Donovan almost fainted out of breath: "Run? You, a Pinkerton detective, saw the criminal run away? Will we still be able to handle the case if it gets out? Harry won't skin you?"

He was calculating whether Jesse James was worth the price of more than four people.

But the battle situation in front of him gave him a headache.

There is a wrong and a debt, so let the legendary gangster solve the problem by himself.

Soon, after paying the price of four, they surrounded the building.

"Oh, really? Then you will see this scene with your own eyes later." Donovan sneered, "However, it's not us who died, but your brother's polished commander."

Startled, White turned his head again, only to see a yellow-skinned face.

"For another thing, wait for him to get closer, shoot him and everything will be fine." Donovan replied.

He suddenly felt dizzy, his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground.

If he couldn't even deal with an injured Donovan, then he could consider tying him up for a bounty.

Jesse James' mother, lying in a pool of blood.

He watched for any possible enemy.

Carson led the people around from the side.

It was the Chen Jianqiu who had been run away by himself since entering Dodge City.

Donovan has already begun to imagine, and now he can't wait for Jesse James to rush into the trap.

Then he was tapped on the right shoulder.

But he quickly corrected his thoughts.

Donovan flinched.

"Why do you ask what to do?" Donovan was a little upset.

"I killed you!"

"What? Seven or eight people?" Donovan was stunned.

He stared at the only building on the ranch that wasn't on fire.

It seemed that the battle had already taken place, and his undercover agent would probably lose his life.

The people who kidnapped his mother and sister must have been near that building, behind those boxes and barrels.

"boom!"

It seems that I have no chance of winning in a one-to-five match.

This is a bit of a hassle.

That telegram made him no longer want to work in the Pinkerton Detective Agency. Even being a groom is better than being a dog for these idiots.

Donovan's voice came from the side of the building.

Not far from the pasture, White squatted in the grass alone, staring at the direction of the pasture with all his attention.

These five people are all seasoned and experienced shooters.

He didn't talk nonsense with these people at all, and just gave Carson a look.

He didn't have the slightest intention of saving his colleagues.

"Donovan, it seems to be Jesse James." He said excitedly, but his face changed immediately, "But, why is there seven or eight people behind him?"

Suddenly, he heard a voice in the grass behind him.

There are a few more people on the opposite side than here, which is completely different from what was originally expected.

Then, his wish came true.

"Donovan, do we really want to exchange with him? Will the people behind him let us go?" asked Tom, who was guarding the old lady and woman behind.

The only one left, Donovan, was unable to retreat, and his arm was injured.

He just wanted to capture or kill Jesse James now, first to give an account of his past efforts, to avenge the undercover agent who may have died, and second, to exchange for a little bounty.

"mom!"

Behind him, Tom's gun goes off.

Her cheeks were swollen and blood was dripping from the corners of her mouth.

The remaining four people will kill themselves soon.

"Let's clean up the gang."

Dad is dead!Brother is dead!The little brother who followed him died!Now mom is dead!My sister is dead too!

"Hey, why didn't you call me for the mission? If I didn't just pass by the door of your hotel, I'm afraid I would have missed this opportunity."

"I surrender! I surrender!" he shouted out, having retreated into the house.

Moreover, even if he finds a chance to kill the legendary thief, it seems that he has no chance to escape.

"What should I do?" Tom asked beside him.

The smile on Chen Jianqiu's face was still there, but the overall feeling he brought to people was completely changed.

Tom raised the binoculars in his hand and looked in that direction.

The gangsters, who had no consideration, began to besiege the Pinkerton detectives in the ranch.

"Jesse James! Your mother and sister are in our hands. If you still want to save their lives, come here alone. One for two, you won't lose!"

Carson heard the gun body here and rushed over.

But what they could think of, how could Jesse James, an old gangster, not think of it.

As for himself, he slowly approached from the front with a gun.

However, he saw a scene that made him unbelievable.

He took out the two golden revolvers from his waist.

"Always working with insects, how can you accomplish great things?"

Chen Jianqiu raised his gun and pointed it at the only gang member not far away who was exposed in their field of vision.

He pulled the trigger.

(End of this chapter)