America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 52 Chinatown Ambush

Officer Fultz was woken up early in the morning by his subordinates.

"Head, something happened on the west side of the city. The congressman was killed and hung on a street lamp."

Fultz scrambled to get up, and accidentally touched his still injured arm, causing his head to sweat from the pain.

But how could this kind of thing be missing him.

Unlike some law enforcement officers in the West who just pass by and have a vegetarian meal, he has always been jealous, and this has become his original intention to organize this mounted police.

"Didn't those people run away from an old Mexican man the day before yesterday? He came back to take revenge? But how can he take revenge? It can't be counted on that little-known congressman." Fultz was full of doubts.

"Unclear, but the Denver Police Chief did not ask for our assistance."

"Hmph." Fultz snorted. He knew what these people were thinking, but he didn't care. It was his bounden duty to send villains to hell.

"Let's go, let the brothers pack their equipment and go." Fultz declined the subordinates who came to help him, and packed his clothes and equipment with one hand.

When he came to the headquarters, he found that his subordinates were all ready to go.

"Brothers, here comes the work again."

There was a burst of excited whistles and the sound of turning the revolver's cylinder, and a group of tigers and wolves headed west of the city.

When they were halfway there, they suddenly received news of a riot in Chinatown in the east of the city.

In Fultz's view, those Irish and Chinese should be shot,

He was out chasing a train robbery gang when it happened last year.

After returning, he immediately arrested a group of Irish and Chinese who were making trouble at that time.

But the fact that the Irish were let out of the Denver Police Department without even sitting on their asses made him itch.

"These bastards are going to fall into my hands again." Fultz licked his lips.

So they turned their horses and galloped towards the east of the city.

When approaching Chinatown, Fultz was concentrating on observing the situation on the street. Suddenly, a group of panic-stricken people came to the opposite side. They were scattered, some were limping, and some were bleeding from their heads.

Isn't this the gang of Irish?

"Stop it! Arrest the leaders." Fultz was overjoyed.

Several mounted policemen tried to surround them, and Fultz fired a shot into the sky, but the group seemed to be scared out of their wits and ran forward regardless of 21.

A mounted policeman grabbed a man who had lost his shoes, grabbed him by the collar, and asked:
"Where are you leading?"

"Dead! All dead!"

"All dead?"

"There's a devil on that street! God, save us, I beg you, don't pull me, don't pull me." The man struggled to get rid of the mounted policeman who was grabbing him by the collar, and ran forward staggeringly. go.

Fultz dismounted, kicked another running back, and put a gun to his head:

"Just to be clear, what happened?"

The legs of the person lying on the ground trembled, and the pants between the legs were wet.

"Say it!"

"It's the Chinese on the reward list, that's him, he's not human!"

Fultz was stunned for a moment, and then he showed a perverted smile. He got back on his horse and said, "Let them go, let's catch them."

When the mounted police came to the intersection of Chinatown, the scene here was a bit tragic.

There were corpses lying here and there on the ground, some of them were not even whole, their other parts, like their hands, or their heads, had fallen elsewhere.

The ground of the street has been stained red with blood, and even these experienced mounted policemen are a little eye-catching.

The street was deserted at this time.

"They all ran away?" Fultz was a little puzzled.

He got off his horse and turned around, but found no trace of bullets, that is to say, the other party did not have a gun, and the corpses at the scene were all killed by knives.

"Get on the horse and chase!"

Fultz took the lead on the horse, and he had a kind of excitement that he had never had before. This kind of excitement was exactly what he had been looking for.

More ferocious criminals, more vicious gangsters, they are demons, then they themselves are the archangels of justice.

For a while, the horses galloped, stepped over the corpse, and galloped through Chinatown.

The mounted policemen held Winchester rifles and stared vigilantly at the deserted street ahead, ready to shoot the enemies who appeared at any time.

But they didn't wait ahead for their goal,
"crash"

When the last two horses of the mounted police passed a second-floor tailor's shop, a wooden window on the second floor shattered.

A figure came out of the window, holding a saber in both hands, fell from the second floor, and slashed at the mounted policeman at the end of the queue.

Chen Jianqiu fell to the ground like a meteor, and cut the mounted policeman in half with one knife.

The horse was frightened and threw the body and Chen Jianqiu to the ground. Chen Jianqiu rolled on the ground with the saber in his arms.

In an instant, blood flowed profusely, and people were turned on their backs.

Everyone in the mounted police team in front had already reacted. They realized that the rear of the team had been attacked. Qiqi reined in their horses and shot at Chen Jianqiu together.

Chen Jianqiu originally wanted to pick up a gun, but the reaction speed of this group of fierce mounted policemen exceeded his expectations. Even the mounted policeman who fell to the ground and was pinned down by a horse immediately touched the gun at his waist.

He had no choice but to roll on the ground again, and after half-standing up, his legs exerted strength, and he leaned over and jumped towards the entrance of the alley on the side of the street.

The bullets fired at him created streaks of smoke on the ground behind him.

Chen Jianqiu suddenly felt his arm was bitten by something, he ignored it, and jumped into the alley.

"He has entered the alley! Surround him!"

Fultz directed several people to outflank from the other side, leaving two people to help the mounted policeman who was crushed under the horse, and the rest followed him to chase.

Chen Jianqiu ran wildly all the way in the alley, turning as much as he could when he saw a turn.

However, he suddenly felt that the big knife in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, and when he looked down, his arm was bleeding.

Oops, shot.

Chen Jianqiu decisively threw away the big knife, tore off a corner of his underwear, bit it in his mouth, and bandaged his wound while running.

This is the real value of being unarmed. I just didn't get a gun. It's really fucking.

The pursuers behind him didn't know whether they took a shortcut or for some reason, but they gradually approached, and Chen Jianqiu could even hear their footsteps.

The first one of them had already seen Chen Jianqiu's back, raised his hand and shot him.

Chen Jianqiu found a corner ahead, he stepped forward, made a sharp turn, turned in, and dodged the bullet.

But when he just turned around, he caught a glimpse of two figures standing at the intersection from the corner of his eye.

The two men raised their guns and aimed in Chen Jianqiu's direction.

Chen Jianqiu just subconsciously prepared to lower his body to hide, but when he saw the faces of these two people clearly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"If you two come later, I really have to confess here."

A shotgun was dropped.

"Boss! Take the gun!"

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