Santos rode a horse, carried a gun, and took a few of his younger brothers along Route 66.

The highway is a road that runs through the east and west of the United States, and is the route that many businessmen on their way to California, as well as the route where Hernandez made his fortune.

Until the man appeared, he collapsed the six of them in a matter of seconds.

Now I am back in my old business, of course, I still rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, rely on the water to eat the water, and rely on the road to eat the road.

Cavalry and patrolmen occasionally wandered around the highway, but they could never cover all of Route 66 in New Mexico, and they were clearly more interested in the Indians.

This is the seventh day in a row that Santos has been sent out to get supplies.

If it weren't for Hernandez's old bastard promising him to pick what he grabbed first, he wouldn't have come out to work,

The lazy people in the mine are like having their hands and feet broken.

For the first five days of the past week, he had not waited for a hair, and yesterday, on the sixth day, he had finally intercepted a wagon carrying moonshine to a nearby town.

I don't know if I had the same good luck today.

"Hey, Boss, look over there!" One of his horses pointed ahead.

A carriage approached, and the driver in front of it had half his face covered by a cowboy hat, a stick of grass in his mouth, his hands behind his head, his legs resting high on the wheel, and his nose humming an unknown tune.

The corners of Santos' mouth curled.

Isn't that just luck?

He caught his legs between his legs, and with a whistle from his mouth, he rushed in the direction of the carriage.

Santos didn't care if he was found on the other side, and in this endless wasteland, he felt that there was really no point in ambushing.

He likes to see the other side running away in a panic, they can't run away anyway.

As is customary, his horsemen quickly surrounded him and pointed their guns at the groom.

The groom put his hands up.

"Get down! Lying on the car with his head in his hands. Santos snapped.

He pulled out the revolver from his waist and pointed at the groom.

The groom got up very obediently, got out of the carriage, and squatted on the side of the carriage.

He had no weapons on him, and Santos realized that the man seemed to be an Asian and seemed to be honest.

There was a shed behind the carriage, which was more like those caravans.

"What do you do? What's in the car? Santos asked.

The groom looked at him blankly.

"Damn, a fool who doesn't understand English!" Santos cursed, he looked at a horse boy and pouted at the back of the carriage, "You, go to the back of the carriage and have a look." ”

The boy dismounted, ran to the back of the carriage with his gun, and his head poked in.

Then his head was held to the gun and he stepped back.

Several big men jumped out of the carriage.

Santos and his men saw that the situation was not good, and immediately prepared to pull the trigger.

Gunfire rang out at the scene.

The horseman's head, which had poked its head into the carriage, was the first to blossom, and it was an Indian who killed him.

A white cowboy pulled out his gun at a speed that the gangsters couldn't even see, his right hand pulled the trigger, and his left hand struck the hammer continuously, and within two seconds, several gangsters in front of him fell to the ground.

The rest were quickly slaughtered by the Indians who jumped out of the wagon.

They didn't even think about who their guns were going to hit.

The honest groom in front of Santos suddenly stood up.

Santos's eyes flickered, and before he could react, the groom had already deceived him into approaching him.

He grabbed Santos' hand with one hand and pushed it up, and the muzzle of the gun was pressed against Santos's chin.

"The speed at which you shoot is too slow, the last one was faster than you, and now the head has blossomed." Chen Jianqiu looked slightly regretful.

Santos was stupid.

In less than a few tens of seconds, the Hyena Gang foraging team went out to kill him, leaving him alone.

"Brother, brother, which way?" Santos' jaw ached from the barrel of the gun, and he couldn't remember any of his peers nearby who were so good at it.

Bounty hunters or army fishing law enforcement? But these Indians don't look like each other.

Chen Jianqiu took the revolver from his hand, then took out another one from behind his waist, finally took off his boots, and poured out another one from the boots.

This guy deserves to be mixed with Hernandez, and he is also an old fritter.

Chen Jianqiu threw all three of these revolvers to Geronimo in the back.

Santos was desperate, although Chen Jianqiu had let him go, if he tried to turn around and run away now, just the white cowboy just now could kill him in an instant.

"My request is simple, just take us into your hyena gang mine at night." Chen Jianqiu tidied up Santos's clothes, "Isn't this request very difficult?" ”

These people want to enter the stronghold of the Hyena Gang? Just a few of them?

After listening to Chen Jianqiu's words, a fierce desire to survive suddenly burst out in Santos's heart, these people are crazy.

He sneered in his heart.

Listen to them first for the time being, and when you enter the stronghold, you can find a chance to get out of trouble, and in your own territory, these people are a dead end.

Chen Jianqiu handed Santos into Adam's hands.

The old fritter looked at the old fritter, this guy couldn't make any moths.

Adam threw him into the back of the carriage, and the group headed in the direction of the mine.

Coming to the back of the mine, Chen Jianqiu climbed the ridge behind the mine.

Teresa and Lotzen, as well as a few Indian warriors with more accurate marksmanship, were already waiting for him there.

Luo Cen's shoulder wound had not yet healed, but she heard in the cave that Chen Jianqiu wanted a few soldiers with good marksmanship, so she insisted on following her.

"You're going to need me." She said to Chen Jianqiu, very resolute.

Chen Jianqiu did not stop him, he knew that this woman who could survive the cruel living environment in the west was the same as Teresa, more resolute than many men.

He gave all the spears in the team to these warriors, and assigned them different angles of firing positions.

"Each of you is responsible for keeping an eye on each of the towers, and if there's a fire in the direction of the mine, shoot them." Chen Jianqiu admonished.

He thought for a moment and added to Lotzen: "If there is an accident in our car when it is inspected at the gate, we will shoot immediately." ”

"Don't hesitate."

Lorzen nodded.

After the arrangements were made, Chen Jianqiu returned to the carriage at the foot of the mountain.

Asuka and a few Indian warriors were unloading the corpses of the hyena gang from the wagon, stripping them of their clothes and putting them on themselves.

In a few moments, they changed their clothes, and from a distance they looked no different from their original owners.

"Check your weapon." Chen Jianqiu and Geronimo checked every detail of the next operation again.

Then, they began to wait for the night to fall.

Soon after, it was completely dark.

Chen Jianqiu climbed into the carriage and pointed to the seat next to him:

"Sir, please."

Santos thought for a moment, but sat down anyway, and he looked left and right, and began to observe the carriage and the surrounding environment, so that he could wait for an opportunity to escape.

But soon, he was honest, because there was a cold barrel against his waist.

Chen Jianqiu lifted the reins with one hand, and the carriage went around the mouth of the valley.

It's a good show, it's over.

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(End of chapter)