Chen Jianqiu was suspicious of the organization of the Ku Klux Klux Klan branch, but their horses were very strong, these were high-quality North Dakotan horses, fast, good at running on the plains between the mountains, and the speed of carrying two people was not slow at all.

In the moonlight, the white dots in the distance are faintly visible, and the distance is even getting closer.

Chen Jianqiu had already guessed who the attacker was. But why this girl has been obsessed with white horses and red clothes, he can't figure it out.

He was also a little curious about why this woman appeared here, assassinating the Ku Klux Klan boss.

"Boss, we're here!"

Behind him, several men in white robes had already arrived on horseback. Two of them, who felt that their white hoods were troublesome, had pulled them straight down, revealing their stubble faces.

The white horse in front of me is getting closer and closer. I can already faintly see the people on the horse.

"Shoot, why are you stunned?" The little leader of the horse scolded behind him.

Chen Jianqiu stretched the barrel of the gun out of the shoulder of the little leader and began to shoot skillfully.

Pull the trigger, pull the lever, pull the trigger, pull the lever......

The movements are extremely skillful, but because the body of the small boss rises and falls on the horse, and the shoulders constantly hit the body of the gun, the bullets fired are basically flying all over the sky.

The small leader who was riding in front of him was hit in the shoulder by the barrel of his gun, and several of the shells thrown from the magazine hit the back of his head.

He was so angry that he swung his elbow back, but when he waved it empty, Chen Jianqiu didn't forget to take out the bullet belt from his waist, and was lowering his head to stuff the bullets into the gun one by one.

"Can you aim at the point, you shit." The little boss roared.

"Aba, Aba." Chen Jianqiu pointed to his gun, he raised the gun with both hands, adjusted the shooting position, and "accidentally" smashed the butt of the gun into the head of the little leader.

This smash made the little boss dizzy, but he didn't have time to care, because the counterattack in front of him came.

The pursuer's marksmanship was very accurate, and the knights on the two horses beside Chen Jianqiu fell off their horses in response, while the little leader escaped because he was lying on the horses and dodged quickly.

These Browning guns should have been modified from Winchester's repeater guns, and they have all been adjusted, but they have fallen into the hands of these 3 Klux Klans, and they are probably not well maintained.

Shooting from the white horse in front stopped.

The gun in her hand was jammed.

The attacker had no choice but to throw away his gun, lie on his horse, and flee with all his might.

Seeing that the opportunity had come, the pursuers were even more brazen in their horses' bellies, shooting as they accelerated forward in pursuit.

Chen Jianqiu estimated that the time was almost up, he turned around and silently tapped the number of pursuers behind him.

"One, two, three......"

There were five people who caught up, and there were still six bullets in their guns.

He straightened up and raised the gun in his hand.

The moonlit plains stretched as far as the eye could see, with shrubs swaying in the wind, hares and other unknown animals scurrying about in terror by the sound of horses' hooves and gunshots.

However, in Chen Jianqiu's eyes, behind him, there were only four red humanoid silhouettes left. Their hearts, the place where the blood gathered, were visible to him like a conspicuous red mark.

Five successive gunshots rang out.

The neighing of horses and the muffled sound of objects falling to the ground rang out one after another, but soon fell silent.

The little leader was concentrating on his horse, when he heard five consecutive gunshots behind him, and thought that the mute behind him was shooting indiscriminately.

"Can you please stop wasting bullets!"

He's going to teach this waste a lesson, and it's a complete burden to take him with him.

But when he turned around and was about to throw the mute off the back seat, his head was pressed against the barrel of a gun.

"This last bullet is for you."

He heard the first and last words spoken by the man behind him.

"Bang."

The white hood turned red, and the person under the hood lost its life.

Chen Jianqiu pushed him away and took over control of the horse himself.

He whistled, and a short time later, a black horse galloped from a short distance behind him.

……

The pursuer was already sleepy, and she took off her white robe, revealing a dark red outfit underneath, and the close-fitting clothes highlighted her proud figure.

The white hood on her head was also ripped off by her, and her jet-black hair fell out.

There were five gunshots in a row behind her, and she quickly crouched down, but she didn't wait for the sound of bullets bursting through the air.

Not a single one.

She pulled out the gun she had in her right holster, ready to continue to fire back if someone caught up.

But when she lay down on the back of the horse and looked back, she was stunned for a moment.

In the moonlight, several horses chased her not far from her. Each horse was fully equipped with a saddle, some with holsters and weapons attached to them.

But all the horses, there was no one.

At the lead was a black-covered horse, the owner of which she knew all too well, for sure she had seen it.

But where did the owner of the horse go?

Then, something more unexpected happened to her.

The black horse sped up sharply, quickly pulled out of position with the herd behind her, and rushed in her direction.

The white horse below her could no longer run faster, and the black horse came to her side in a blink of an eye.

She raised her gun and pointed it at the horse, confused.

Just as she was full of doubts, a dark shadow suddenly emerged from under the horse's belly.

The shadow leaped forward and knocked her down.

Before she could shoot the gun, she was knocked out with a punch.

With great inertia, the black shadow threw her off the horse, and the two fell to the ground, hugging each other and rolling in several circles.

The woman was dazed by this sudden attack, and she reached out to find Chen Jianqiu's neck, but was pinned down by Chen Jianqiu, who had been prepared.

The rolling of the two men stopped, and Chen Jianqiu pressed against the woman's body, and he pressed the woman's hands to the ground, while his lower body controlled her pair of slender but deadly legs.

When they could see each other's faces clearly by the moonlight, a sentence came out of their mouths at the same time:

"Sure enough, it's you!"

"Get out of me!" "Red," Camila said coldly, her chest slumping as she breathed rapidly, curvy like undulating waves.

Chen Jianqiu was not polite, the rope in his hand had already been prepared.

He had a firm grip on the woman under him, and it was useless for her to struggle, and he turned Camilla over, dodging two deadly attacks from the female bounty hunter in the middle.

He tied the woman's hands behind her back.

Seeing that the resistance was ineffective, the woman simply stopped moving, and she half-sat up:

"Are you all so rough with women?"

"No, I tied you up because you were dangerous, in fact, the more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous it is, and you almost killed me twice."

Chen Jianqiu stood up, he took out the half pack of crumpled cigarettes from his pocket, struck a match, lit it, took a few puffs and threw it on the ground.

"Girl, I just wanted you to calm down first, I just saved your life. If you don't want to accept it, I can follow your wishes and reunite you with the dead. ”

Chen Jianqiu said to Camilla while grinding the unextinguished cigarette butt with his foot.

The woman sitting on the ground was very calm, Chen Jianqiu took a water bag from the horse, handed it to her mouth, and gave her a sip.

Only then did he realize that Camilla's laziness was not because of her bad mental state, but because her eyes were born with the kind of look that couldn't wake up. This gives her eyes a unique charm.

"Haven't you been chasing me? How did it end up here? Also attacked the Ku Klux Klan? ”

Chen Jianqiu asked.

PS: The author of Kim K-la is back! Familiar taste!

New book title: The American Emperor: I'm Really Just a Philanthropist

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