America 1881: Legend of the West

Sean, Feiniao and Adam paid attention to Chen Jianqiu at the same time.

Asuka was confused, Sean had a question mark face, and Adam smacked his lips.

Chen Jianqiu didn't even look back: "We can't get in, there are not enough manpower, and there may be casualties."

"Then, under what name did you call the police? These people are not on Colorado's reward list."

"Kidnapped. Lockhart had just died. Holmes, who had a close relationship with him, logically said that the police should protect him. Both of them are somewhat famous people."

"Now that he's been kidnapped, the police are probably very worried. This is Denver, not a small town that doesn't care about people."

"I asked He Hongsheng to tell him the number of people and their exact location. Before they arrive, we just need to block the people in the house."

"and then?"

"Then we run away? Wait here for the mounted police to catch us? Just leave the rest to them."

"Do you really believe in their abilities?"

"Me? I believe it. Anyway, I can't defeat them. Otherwise, I will directly expose them to the police station. Why are you hiding in Tibet?" After Chen Jianqiu finished speaking, he stared at the cabin again.

Hernandez was extremely uncomfortable in the house. There were no windows in the back of the house, and there was a person in the front who wanted to die just by hearing his name.

His men tried several times to rush out, but as soon as they stretched out their hands, they were shot so accurately and quickly that they could only hide in the corner with their hands covered.

Hernandez stopped his men from continuing the challenge.

They couldn't break in anyway. This house was originally built for rest. From time to time, people from the university would come over to replenish water and food. He didn't believe that the group of fugitives outside also had this patience.

Just spend it like this.

……

Officer Fultz is very proud of the police badge on his chest. His team is not affiliated with the Denver Police Department, but an independent patrol. They are not as famous as the Texas Rangers next door, but they are all A ruthless character who kills without blinking an eye.

Having wiped out countless criminal gangs, he is considered the best of the best law enforcement teams in this state.

They received a request for help from the Denver Police Department today. Lockhart's death even alarmed the governor. Someone actually shot and killed a professor at the University of Denver in broad daylight in the city of Denver.

And now, an hour ago, someone kidnapped Holmes, a well-known geologist at the University of Denver. This was a provocation and a great shame.

The governor ordered that Mr. Holmes must be brought back intact and the criminal gangs be dealt a severe blow to make them understand that he has zero tolerance for vicious crimes.

The Denver Police Department was overwhelmed and had absolutely no confidence in handling such a situation, so they turned to Fultz and his troopers for help.

This kind of thing was something Fultz couldn't tolerate. He led more than 30 mounted policemen under his command and rushed to the University of Denver at high speed.

Hernandez and his men faced off in this small room for most of the day.

They took turns guarding the windows and doorways, firing a few shots outside from time to time, and then getting a few responses from the other side.

But when they once again fired a few random shots into the woods through the window, they received no response.

"Head, it seems that the other side has left." His hand looked happy.

"You're laughing your ass off."

Hernandez felt embarrassed. If this kind of thing spread, he would no longer have to hang out in the West.

He asked his men to escort Holmes out of the door first.

No shots were fired.

He bent down and walked out, carefully checking whether there was any ambush by Chen Jianqiu in the woods opposite.

nobody.

Really gone?

"I have no choice but to let you down, Mr. Holmes." Hernandez took out a rope from his saddle bag and tied up Holmes.

At this time, Holmes was already a little desperate.

Tied up, I'm tired.

Just as the old Mexican was about to tie the strapped Holmes to a horse and take him away together.

Suddenly, not far away, there was the sound of horse hooves on the road from the direction of the University of Denver.

Hernandez squinted his eyes, and when he saw the group of people riding horses clearly, his expression changed drastically.

"Come on! It's the Mounties!"

But too late, Officer Fultz had seen him and Holmes behind his horse.

Now the kidnapping matter is confirmed, it is these gangsters who are causing trouble.

"Shoot, don't hit the hostages!" Fultz gave the order, and he himself raised the lever rifle in his hand.

Hernandez and his men fled wildly, trying to get into the Rocky Mountains.

But the experienced Fultz would not give them this opportunity at all. He sent half of his troops to intercept.

The mounted police are well-trained, and all of them are elites among the Colorado police. Some are retired mounted police officers. Their favorite thing to do is to send these gangsters to hell.

Soon, Hernandez's men fell off their horses one after another. Some of them were shot dead directly, and some were tied up by the mounted police who surrounded them.

As for the mounted police, except for one who was thrown off because his horse was hit, the others were unscathed.

It was getting late, and Hernandez drove his horse forward to escape. He looked around and found that he was the only one left.

"Damn! Damn!" He cursed in Spanish and English, cursing Chen Jianqiu, Adam, and Lockhart.

"Whoosh." A bullet flew from behind. Hernandez hurriedly fell on the horse and the bullet passed by.

He looked back and saw that Fultz and several mounted police officers were chasing him.

The two people immediately above him were obviously slower than those behind him. If this continued, they would be beaten to death sooner or later.

Forget it, survive first, let’s talk about the treasure later.

He pushed Holmes down, then turned around and shot Fultz with his backhand.

Poor Holmes fell to the ground, rolling around in pain.

Officer Fultz, who was chasing him, heard the gunfire and swerved to dodge.

The bullet hit his arm, and the officer held the horse tightly under him to prevent himself from falling.

The subordinates at the back quickly stepped forward to observe his injuries, while the other man went to untie the unlucky Holmes on the ground.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the old Mexican slapped the horse on the butt and disappeared from their sight.

The next day, the pages of every major newspaper in Denver were occupied by the injured Officer Fultz:

"The criminal gang that committed murders and kidnappings in Denver in recent days has been eliminated except for the leader, the hostages have been rescued, and Officer Fultz was heroically injured."

Mr. Holmes slowly walked out of the police station. His current condition was not good. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bloody. His appearance, which originally seemed inconsistent with his age, looked even more shabby.

He declined the Denver Police Department's offer of protection and just wanted to find a place to be alone.

When he squatted by the lake on the outskirts of the city, washing his face with lake water.

A familiar face appeared in the reflection in the lake.

This face is smiling.

"Stay safe, Uncle Holmes."

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