Officer Fultz was woken up early in the morning by a subordinate.

"Head, something happened to the west side of the city, the councillor was killed and hung from a street lamp."

Fultz crawled to his feet, accidentally touching his injured arm, and sweating from the pain.

But how could this kind of thing be without him.

Unlike some law enforcement officers in the west who have passed by and eaten a vegetarian meal, he has always been jealous and hateful, which has also become his original intention to organize this mounted police.

"Didn't that gang run away the day before yesterday with an old Mexican man? Did he come back for revenge? But no matter how much revenge you have, it can't be counted on that little-known parliamentarian. Fultz was full of doubts.

"I don't know, but the Denver police chief didn't ask for our help."

"Hmph." Fultz snorted, he knew what the gang was thinking, but he didn't care, it was his duty to send the villains to hell.

"Let's go, let the brothers pack up their equipment and go." Fultz declined to come to his subordinates to help him, and single-handedly arranged his clothes and equipment.

When he arrived at headquarters, he found that his men were ready to go.

"Brothers, work is here again."

There was a burst of excited whistles and the sound of revolvers playing nests, and a group of tiger and wolf gangsters headed towards the west of the city.

When they were halfway there, they suddenly received news of a riot in Chengdong's Chinatown.

In Fultz's opinion, both the Irish and the Chinese should be shot,

At the time of the incident last year, he was out chasing a train robbery ring.

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

But the group of Irishmen were released before their butts were hot at the Denver police station, which made him hate it so much.

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

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

As he approached Chinatown, Fultz was intently observing the situation on the street when suddenly, a group of panicked people were greeted on the opposite side, scattered, some limping, some bleeding from their heads.

Isn't this the Irish?

"Stop me! Arrest me all the leaders. "Fultz was overjoyed.

Several mounted policemen tried to surround them, and Fultz fired a shot into the sky, but the gang seemed to be frightened and ran forward without heeding.

A mounted policeman grabbed a man who had run so much that his shoes had fallen off, grabbed him by the collar, and asked:

"What about your leader?"

"Dead! They're all dead! ”

"All dead?"

"There's a devil on that street! God, help us, I beg you, don't hold me, don't pull me. The man struggled to shake off the mounted police who were tugging at his collar and stumbled forward.

Fultz dismounted, kicked over another man who was running behind, and pointed a gun to his head:

"Let's be clear, what's going on?"

The man lying on the ground shook his legs, and his pants between his legs were wet.

"Speak quickly!"

"It's the Chinese on the bounty list, it's him, he's not a human!"

Fultz was stunned for a moment, then showed a perverted smile, and he remounted his horse: "Let them go, and we'll arrest them." ”

When the Mounties arrived at the intersection of Chinatown, it was a bit of a tragic scene.

There were corpses lying on the ground, some of them were not even complete, and other parts of their bodies, such as their hands or heads, had fallen elsewhere.

The ground of the street has been stained red with blood, and Rao is a little shocked by these experienced mounted policemen.

At this time, the streets were empty.

"All gone?" Fultz was a little confused.

He dismounted and turned around, but found no traces of bullets, that is, the other party did not have guns, and the corpses at the scene were all dead under the knife.

"Get on the horse, chase!"

Fultz took the lead, and he had an excitement that he had never felt before, and that excitement was exactly what he had been looking for.

The more vicious criminals, the more vicious gangsters, they are demons, and they themselves are the archangels of justice.

For a moment, the horses galloped, stepped over the corpses, and galloped through Chinatown.

Armed with Winchester rifles, the Mounties watched vigilantly at the deserted streets ahead, ready to fire the enemy who emerged.

But they did not wait for their goal in front of them,

"Wow"

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 broke out of the window, and with a saber in both hands, he fell from the second floor and slashed towards the mounted policeman at the back of the line.

Chen Jianqiu fell to the ground like a falling star, and split the mounted policeman in half with a single sword.

The horse was frightened and lifted the corpse and Chen Jianqiu to the ground, Chen Jianqiu rolled on the ground with the horse chopping knife, handed the knife out, and swung it out by inertia, cutting off the leg of the other horse.

In an instant, the blood flowed like an infusion, and the person turned on his back.

The people in the mounted police team in front had already reacted, and they found that the tail of the team had been attacked, so they grabbed their horses and shot at Chen Jianqiu together.

Chen Jianqiu wanted to pick up a gun, but the reaction speed of these fierce mounted policemen exceeded his expectations, and even the mounted policeman who fell to the ground and was pressed by the horse touched the gun on his waist for the first time.

He had to roll on the ground again, half-got up and used his legs to exert force, and jumped towards the mouth of the alley on the side of the street.

The bullets fired at him sent up puffs of smoke and dust on the ground behind him.

Chen Jianqiu suddenly felt that his arm was bitten by something, he ignored it, and hid in the alley.

"He's in the alley! Fence it out! ”

Fultz commanded several men to outflank him from the other side, leaving two men to help the mounted policeman who was crushed under his horse, while the rest followed him.

Chen Jianqiu ran wildly all the way in the alley, and when he saw a place where he could turn, he tried to turn as much as possible.

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 the corner of his underwear, bit it in his mouth, and bandaged his wounds while running.

Now it's a real value of defenseless, just didn't get a gun, it's really too damn.

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

The first of them had already seen Chen Jianqiu's back, and when he raised his hand, he fired a shot.

Chen Jianqiu found that there was a corner in front of him, he stepped forward, made a sharp turn, turned in, and dodged the bullet.

But as soon as he turned around, he caught a glimpse of two figures standing at the intersection.

The two men raised the guns in their hands and aimed them in the direction of Chen Jianqiu.

Chen Jianqiu was just subconsciously about to lower his body to dodge, but when he saw the appearance of these two people clearly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"If you two come later, I'll really have to explain it here."

A shotgun was thrown over.

"Boss! Pick up the gun! ”