America 1881: Legend of the West

Malik's wife and little Tom were tied up with ropes and had pieces of cloth stuffed in their mouths.

His wife was struggling constantly, with tears on her face, while little Tom was frightened and stood blankly behind his mother.

Several well-armed burly men walked out of the room one after another. In the dim light, Malik couldn't see their faces clearly.

A leader-like man raised his head, with a scar on his chin and a Mexican look. He put his hands on his hips, pointed at Malik and said to an old man next to him:

"Uncle, this is the man who knows the whereabouts of those three people."

If Holmes had been there, he would have been deeply impressed by this old man, who was none other than the "former Mexican American" Hernandez who had escaped from Fultz in Denver.

"Tell me, where are those people?" The scar-faced man pointed the gun at Malik's wife.

Malik's wife was still struggling, with angry eyes and her mouth seemed to be saying something, but it was blocked by a piece of cloth, and she could only make a sound of "Uh-huh".

Needless to say, she must have been using the most vicious words in her life to insult the Mexicans who tied her up.

Scarface was a little impatient and kicked the woman from behind. The woman lost her balance and fell to the ground.

Malik felt his whole body shaking.

His blood was rising, and the hand holding the gun tightened, and the hand involuntarily dropped to his waist.

Scarface noticed Malik's move. He was stunned for a moment, and then laughed:

"Haha, he wants to duel with me! This farmer who doesn't even have a holster wants to duel with me! Hahahaha!"

He seemed to have seen the funniest thing in the world, and the big men around him also burst out laughing.

Scarface finally suppressed his smile. He turned around and faced Malik with clenched teeth:

"I'll give you a holster and you can draw your gun at any time."

At this time, there were a few clouds in the night sky. The moon flickered in and out of the clouds, and the courtyard illuminated by the moonlight also flickered.

Scarface didn't care about this at all. The farmer in front of him, even if the gun in his hand was pointed at him, he could knock off the other person's skull first.

Malik's mind was filled with blood. He didn't know how to duel, and he had never dueled before. He only knew that he wanted to save his wife and children.

The moon was gradually getting into the clouds around her, and the light in the yard was slowly dimming.

The farmer raised his gun.

God, bless me!

Scarface saw the farmer's movements, and his hands quickly touched his waist. In his eyes, the farmer's movements seemed to be in slow motion. His speed was much faster than the farmer's.

The moonlight in the night sky had been completely obscured by clouds, and the entire courtyard was plunged into shadow.

"bang, bang"

Two gunshots were fired one after the other.

Malik's wife had closed her eyes. She didn't want to see her husband die in front of her.

But she didn't hear the rude laughter from the imaginary gangsters.

The world is eerily quiet.

Then she opened her eyes.

At this time, the moon has risen high in the night sky again, and the moonlight is shining in the middle of the courtyard.

His husband, Malik, stood there with a blank look on his face, holding a revolver with smoke coming from the muzzle.

Opposite him, Scarface, who was still alive and kicking before, had a bullet hole in his head, and blood flowed from the bullet hole.

Scarface fell onto his back, and the revolver in his hand fell to the ground.

Malik's mind went blank.

Oh, God! It's God who heard my prayer! O omniscient God!

After the gunshots were fired, a few villagers who were not afraid of death secretly hid by their windows and watched the situation. They were originally preparing to mourn Malik's death. He was a good man who was willing to help others. It was a pity that he could not help. he.

However, they found Malik still standing there.

What? Malik, who usually seems honest and honest, actually defeated the gang leader in a duel? Is he the boss who has been hiding himself for decades?

Scarface's men were also dumbfounded, and they realized that their boss, who was famous around Pitkin for his gun speed, had actually died under the gun of this little-known farmer.

Broken.

The boss was dead, and no one was giving them orders for the time being, and they obviously had not recovered from the shock. Several of them opened their mouths wide.

Among the group of people, the only one who was relatively normal was the old man Hernandez.

Scarface was his nephew, and he knew best the speed and accuracy of drawing a gun. In any case, he should not lose to this ugly farmer.

He rushed to Scarface's side and found that the bullet hole in his head was on the upper right side.

His eyes fell on the revolver that fell from Scarface's hand. He picked it up and ejected the cylinder.

Not a single bullet is missing inside!

Hernandez suddenly understood something and shouted in Mexican to the gang members who were still at a loss next to him:

"Idiots, there's someone else here!"

Scarface's men no longer have a boss, and now Hernandez is their leader, but they may still not understand what the old man means.

Until one of them is hit by a bullet.

Hernandez subconsciously raised his gun and shot at the only target in front of him, Malik, but before he could pull the trigger, he was hit in the arm.

The old man covered his wound and fled toward the house in a graceless manner. As an old gunman who had been in the West for many years, it was not unreasonable for him to survive for such a long time.

The gang members also reacted. They found a bunker nearby and searched for the source of the attack.

However, they continued to get hit.

In the woods next to the sheepfold, where the wolves launched their attack before, Chen Jianqiu was concentrating on shooting the gangsters below one by one. This was much more exciting than hitting Adam's bottle.

That shot on Scarface's head just now was thanks to him.

He is now basically able to hit these stationary "Shrinking Gophers" without missing a beat. At this point, Adam on the side sighed at Chen Jianqiu's rapid progress.

"Boss, they seem to be retreating into the house again." After Feiniao fired a shot, he said to Chen Jianqiu, "Should we go down and kill them?"

A smile appeared on Chen Jianqiu's lips: "No, this village is full of martial virtue, it just needs a little help."

Malik below realized that he still had a gun in his hand. While shooting at the gangsters, he bravely rushed to his wife and Tom. He first untied the ropes from their feet, then retreated and hid while fighting. Behind a wooden box.

He untied the hands of his wife and Tom and took out the cloth stuffed in their mouths.

"Malik, did you kill all these people?" his wife asked excitedly.

Malik shook his head honestly, because he found that the gang members fell faster than his ammunition was consumed.

But in the eyes of the villagers watching secretly, the scene was not like this.

Malik kept shooting, and the gang members kept falling.

They suddenly realized whether they had made a mistake, and the brave gene once again occupied the high ground of their brains.

A farmer picked up his shotgun and rushed out the door, shouting, and right behind him, more people rushed out one after another.

Hernandez saw this scene from the window, secretly thinking something bad, and quickly shouted in Mexican:

"They are coming! Let's retreat quickly!"

He climbed out of the window at the back of the house, jumped onto the horse, and ran away without caring about the gang members behind him.

The remaining gangsters were in a panic. Some jumped on their horses and chased in the direction of Hernandez, while others were shot by farmers and fell not far outside the village.

Malik stood in the yard, still unable to believe what was happening in front of him. A voice came from behind him:

"I'm right, this gun is blessed by God."

Chen Jianqiu appeared in front of him with a smile, followed by the men.

He took his Colt back from Malik.

He looked into Malik's eyes. The smile on his face had disappeared, replaced by a young face that faintly exuded domineering power.

He patted the farmer's shoulder, regardless of whether his next words blasphemed the farmer's faith.

"God wouldn't be in the West unless he also played with guns."

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