"Man! Take care of our horses! ”

The door of the hotel was slammed open again, and a young man in a suit took off his hat, holding an umbrella in his left hand, and cursed the weather here:

"Damn, it's really unlucky that Colorado would have such heavy rain."

He was surrounded by four men with guns in their hands, and the brand-new rifles were unusually remarkable.

Unlike Chen Jianqiu, the fat woman seemed very enthusiastic. She trotted forward, and while holding an umbrella for the young man, she shouted at the back room: "Brinton! Brinton! You damn come out and lead the horse. ”

A head poked out of the basement door, the same man who had been sitting across from the bar, and he walked to the door, glanced at the young man and his three bodyguards, and walked out into the rainstorm with the canvas on.

"Be careful with the carriage!" The young man shouted at Brinton's back, and he turned his head to look into the hall.

A few people were playing cards on their own, and the proprietress took a few wooden bowls and spoons from the cupboard and put them on the table.

The young man found a table and sat down, rubbing his nose: "Aha, it's the smell of stew, can anyone help me get a bowl, I'm almost hungry." ”

The proprietress found a large basin from nowhere, and filled it with a large basin of things, and brought it to the long dining table in the center of the hotel.

"It's time to eat! It's time to eat! The proprietress shouted at the people upstairs and at the table playing cards.

The first to respond to the call turned out to be the three people upstairs, Chen Jianqiu, Sean and Asuka didn't know if they came out when they smelled it.

Chen Jianqiu looked at the table and saw the young man who was wiping his pocket watch, so he sat directly opposite the young man.

The young man saw him and looked a little surprised: "Aha, Chinese? ”

This man seems to like to precede every sentence with an "aha" modality, which makes him seem enthusiastic about the world.

Then he saw Sean and Asuka sitting side by side beside him, and became even more interested: "Indians? Blacks? You guys have a bit of an interesting combination, why are you here? ”

"We are gold diggers, and this Indian makes us guides." Chen Jianqiu is familiar with this setting.

"Oh, then you can really endure hardship, my father often deals with you people, and we have been selling guns to gold diggers." Young people are in high spirits.

"Selling guns?"

"Yes, yes, our family sells guns, at least since I was sensible, and I have been in my father's gun shop." The young man continued his conversation, and then suddenly thought of something, and his expression was a little gloomy, "It's just a pity that my father died two years ago. ”

"I'm sorry." Chen Jianqiu crossed his fingers in front of him and listened carefully to the young man's words.

It may have been Chen Jianqiu's politeness and listening that aroused the favor of the young man, and he continued: "I was born in Ogden, Utah, which is really a very beautiful place, only 16 kilometers from the Great Salt Lake, and there is ......"

"Fill your stomach first, gentlemen." The young man's words were rudely interrupted by the fat woman, who threw the bowl full of stews in her hand onto the table and passed them one by one.

And the four people who were still playing cards in the corner just now had also come over slowly, two of them sat in Chen Jianqiu's row, and the other two sat next to the young man's bodyguard.

Chen Jianqiu saw the faces of these four people clearly, they all looked very distinctive, sitting opposite them, one only had one eye, the other had a big beard, and the remaining two sitting in their row looked like Mexicans.

The young man who was interrupted from his speech was not particularly dissatisfied, nor did he notice the unique appearance of the four people, he directly took the bowl of stew and began to eat it with a big spoonful.

Chen Jianqiu looked at the messy bowl of mushy things in front of him. The so-called stew is actually a pot of ingredients that can be found, such as potatoes, carrots, meat, etc.

If this was placed before the crossing, he would definitely not even want to touch it, but after the crossing, he gnawed on the pancakes for a month, and after running away, he ate dry food for several days.

At least this thing is better than cookies.

He looked around, and the two Mexicans also started eating the stew, and there seemed to be no problem, so they ate it too.

"Well, by the way, my name is John Browning, what's your name?" The young man did not stop talking, eating and talking.

John Browning? This name is a little familiar.

Chen Jianqiu began to search for the name in his mind.

Browning pistol? Utah? Selling guns?

Could it be that this young man in front of him was the famous American expert in light weapons design?

You must know that the world's first automatic pistol M1900 came from this person, and the M1910 that killed Archduke Ferdinand in the Sarajevo incident was also the work of this person.

"Well, it's okay to call me Chen." Chen Jianqiu recovered from his thoughts and replied.

"Aren't you in Ogden? How did you get here? He suddenly remembered something and asked.

"Hey, don't mention it, after my father died, my brothers and I set up a weapons factory in Ogden, and I invented a breech-loading drop-down latching single-shot rifle that sold well, but we didn't have the money to spare, so the production capacity was limited."

"Some time ago, we sent some orders from our branch in Montrose, and you know about it, but we don't have more manpower and distribution channels, so we have to deliver them ourselves."

"Then why don't you just take the railroad?" Chen Jianqiu asked suspiciously.

"There's no railroad to that place, and I'm not very familiar with the road, so I asked Tom to bring us here." The young man patted the shoulder of the bodyguard sitting next to him, "He's a very responsible person, thanks to him all the way." ”

Chen Jianqiu probably understood what the situation was, so he continued to bow his head and eat the stew in his bowl.

"Sean, this stew tastes really good, are you enough for a bowl?" Chen Jianqiu suddenly said something inexplicable to Sean.

Sean obviously didn't have enough to eat one bowl, and ran to prepare another bowl, but the pot with the stew was on the other side of the table, and he couldn't help but run over with the bowl.

He made a circle behind the Mexicans beside him, and as he passed the other Mexicans in their row closest to the stew pot, he fell and leaned on top of him because he was walking too fast, mixing garlic under his feet.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, brother." Sean hurriedly apologized.

"Stay away from me!" The Mexican shoved Sean away.

"!"

The door of the hotel was pushed open again, and Brinton, who had just gone out to lead his horse, rushed in, threw the canvas on the ground, and walked to the bar trembling like a chicken in soup.

When he passed by the long table, he saw Chen Jianqiu and the three of them, his eyes were a little surprised, but he quickly returned to normal and walked straight back to the basement.

Then the fat woman followed.

"Why didn't those three people just do it? I let you do it before I went into the basement, and I didn't hear anything upstairs, so I thought you had done it. ”

In the corner of the basement, Brinton asked in a low voice.

"The corpse is not easy to deal with, the time interval is too close, and if it is killed, the smell of blood is too strong, which may arouse the suspicion of that young man." The fat woman replied.

"It's too easy to get out of the way." Brinton was a little dissatisfied, "If you add these three people on the other side, it will be seven, and we only have seven, where do you get your confidence?" ”

"It's okay, wait for a chance to kill them together, I've observed them, only one spear, still upstairs. As for the young man, can he also be counted as one? The fat woman was unimpressed, and prepared to go straight back to the first floor.

But when she sticks her head out of the basement, she suddenly realizes that something is wrong.

The Chinese was still talking and laughing at the table, but he no longer knew why he had two extra revolvers in one hand.