"Hey, brother, do you want to help inside?" The voice of the guards at the entrance of the mine came in from outside the cave.

"No, thank you."

Chen Jianqiu didn't want to say too much, otherwise his New Mexico accent that he was learning and selling would be easy to expose.

After the equipment was arranged, he carried the lantern and walked out along the tunnel of the mine, while the others quietly followed him.

Chen Jianqiu slowly walked to the entrance of the cave.

The two guards were leaning against one side of the hole, tasting the wine they had just been handed to them, drinking and chatting about the rich, tender-skinned man they had just tied.

Chen Jianqiu approached them, while Geronimo, clinging to the wall, hid in the shadows of the cave.

One of the guards saw Chen Jianqiu and greeted him, but then he was a little puzzled: "Hey, buddy, where's the carriage?" ”

Chen Jianqiu pointed to the inside of the cave: "I got stuck when I turned my head." ”

"I asked you if you wanted to help, and you said no, now I'm in trouble." The guard spat on the ground, took the lantern, and walked into the cave with a curse.

But before he could take a few steps, he was dragged in by a strong hand, and at the same time, his mouth was covered.

"Bang dang." The lantern in his hand fell to the ground.

"What's going on inside?" The other guard, a little strange, leaned over to the entrance of the cave and bent down to look inside.

A figure walked in front of him.

His head was caught in one arm, his mouth and nose were covered by one hand, and he felt a chill on his neck.

Chen Jianqiu slit his neck with a dagger, his throat gurgling with blood blisters, and soon he stopped moving.

The body was loosened and slumped to the ground, and Geronimo emerged from the mine, where they had already dealt with the guard.

Several Indian warriors dragged the corpse outside the cave into the cave.

They each found a place near the mine to set up an ambush, and prepared to deal with the three gangs patrolling the field first.

The three men, Chen Jianqiu, saw them when they drove the carriage into the stronghold, they were patrolling around the edge of the mine, and according to the route, they should soon reach the mine.

But after waiting for a while, I didn't see the shadows of these three people, not even the lights near the mine.

"Why haven't the patrolling soldiers come here yet?" Geronimo, who was crouching behind a stone at the entrance of the cave, was a little puzzled.

Someone tapped him on the shoulder.

He was shocked.

Who could have approached him so quietly and not let him know it.

He subconsciously wanted to grab the hand on his shoulder, but Chen Jianqiu's voice came from behind:

"I've found out where those three are."

Jerónimo looked in the direction pointed by Chen Jianqiu, and there were three faint lights under a waste shed not far from the mine.

In order to prevent accidents, they decided to solve these three unstable factors first.

So they made their way to the back of the shed.

The three men were sitting cross-legged under the shed, their eyes closed, as if meditating.

"Boss, aren't we going to patrol anymore?" One of the gang couldn't help but speak.

"Shut up! Focus! The Mexican sitting in the middle interrupted him sharply, "Patrol what?" Do you think anyone else can come in? ”

But the other person next to him obviously couldn't help it, and he opened his eyes directly: "Boss, where did you learn this?" ”

"A Chinese monk." The Mexican replied, "That's what they call themselves." ”

"I met this guy two years ago on the side of Route 66. He was heading east from the West Coast and was talking to me a bunch of things I didn't understand, and I just remember him talking about this 'meditative' way of practice, which sounded amazing. ”

"And then?" The gang asked.

"I killed him." The Mexican smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Robbed him of his clothes and luggage." ”

The three of them burst out laughing.

While the three men were still "meditating" with their eyes closed, their heads moved, and the Indians' axes were fast and accurate, and where the axes hit, the heads fell to the ground.

Chen Jianqiu kicked the Mexican's tumbling head into the haystack by the shed.

The Chinese monk probably wanted to teach the Mexicans to meditate to dispel their anger, and he probably said something like "put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot".

It's a pity that the Buddha is in his heart, but he can't save these Western ghosts.

I have to use an axe to get over this matter.

The rest are the gates, the watchtowers, and the people in the house.

"Go get some hay and send a message to Loczen." Chen Jianqiu instructed an Indian warrior, "You take hay to the other side of the mine, and once the people on the watchtower find us, you will light a fire on the other side." ”

So far, the command of this operation has been dominated by Chen Jianqiu, and Jerónimo doesn't care at all, he believes in the young man in front of him.

The first choice is the room closest to the mine.

Another room in the same direction, Asuka and another wave of fighters, was already ready there.

Chen Jianqiu came to the window, and through the window, he observed the situation in the room.

The room was very basic, with a few bunk beds against the wall.

Originally supposed to be a dormitory for the miners, it's now home to the hyena gang.

A kerosene lamp was placed on the table next to the bed, and six people were playing poker around the table, four playing, two watching, and the gun was placed next to them.

"You go through the window, I'll go through the door." Chen Jianqiu picked up the lever rifle and came directly to the door.

He kicked the door open.

The people who were playing cards in the room were stunned, and they looked up or turned to look at the door of the house, where a person they didn't know appeared and pointed a gun at them.

Then, gunfire erupted in the house, sawdust flew wildly, and the guns at the door and window rang out at the same time, and four of the six people in the room died at once before they could fight back.

The two who were lucky enough not to be killed flipped to the back of the double bed, and the other got under the bed.

Chen Jianqiu pulled the putter and shot the man behind the bed, hitting him in the back, and the man quickly lay on the ground and didn't move.

When Chen Jianqiu was about to load the bullet again, the platter's lever was stuck.

The broken guns thrown by the hyenas in the mine are really unreliable, and they have to be repaired and maintained before they can be used.

He threw away the gun in his hand and took off the axe that hung from his waist.

Chen Jianqiu grabbed the foot of the gang under the bed, dragged him out of it, and then raised his axe and slashed at the back of his heart until he stopped moving.

By this time, the gunfire had already alarmed the people on the watchtower, and they began to shout in Mexican.

A flame ignited from the direction of the mine, and gunfire began to fire on the hills around the mine.

Along with the gunshots, there were people on the watchtower, falling down like dumplings.

Chen Jianqiu dealt with the people in the house, and as soon as he walked to the door, he saw a person in front of the house running in the direction of the other rooms with his pants up.

This person happened to go out to release water before Chen Jianqiu and the others touched the edge of the house, but there was a gunshot inside and outside the house, and he almost didn't let him pee his pants.

Chen Jianqiu picked up the axe in his hand and threw it at him.

The axe struck him in the head, and the man fell to the ground.

In the other room, Asuka and the others also cleanly dealt with everyone in the room.

So far, Hernandez's Hyena Gang has suffered more than half of the casualties.

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(End of chapter)