This soft "yes" caused a huge response in the crowd.

The crowd of onlookers around was just about to disperse, but they saw this handsome young Chinese answering the battle.

Although this person looks dressed as a cowboy, there are not many Chinese who are cowboys in New Mexico, but there are many who are piglets.

Does he know how to use a gun? Does he know how to duel? The gun on his waist looked so new and clean, could it be that he hadn't used it much?

No matter what, there is a good show to watch, and everyone is happy to watch the excitement.

However, the fat man who opened just now was not interested, because there was no suspense in this duel, no one pressed the Chinese, and the gamble could not be opened.

But a pair of slender hands reached out from behind him and shoved three $10 bills into the basin in his hand.

"I'll press that Chinese." Kalami didn't know when he got around to the fat man.

There is a rich woman who is wronged and the boss is the banker! And no less!

"I'll give thirty cents!"

"I'll pay thirty cents too!"

"I'm out of the way! Out a dollar! ”

A group of people rushed over to find the fat man to bet, anyway, there is a place, no money in vain!

Just as the fat man was busy on his side, Chen Jianqiu was checking his revolver, he stuffed the bullet into the bullet nest and turned the bullet nest.

The nest made a pleasant turning sound, and with a "click" sound, it was thrown back into the body of the gun.

"Are you finished?" Van Cleef waited impatiently, and the crowd of onlookers booed discontentedly.

"Which finger did you just point at me?" Chen Jianqiu lowered his head and reinserted the gun into the holster.

"That's a lot of." Van Cleve looked at the innkeeper, "Tell me, when did it start?" ”

Astor had already taken Hanif and Donnie to the doctor, and now only the boss was left as the witnesses on the scene.

"Why don't we start now?"

Chen Jianqiu stretched out a hand and made a gesture of please.

The two returned to their respective positions.

The setting sun shone on the street, bringing a dull shade to the street, and the shadows of the two men were reflected diagonally on the ground.

Chen Jianqiu lowered the brim of his hat, his position was where Hanif was standing just now, and the setting sun was directly opposite him.

Hanif may have suffered this loss just now, and the fool didn't know if he was carried away by anger or for some other reason, and he didn't propose to change his position.

Chen Jianqiu didn't either, because he didn't care.

"Yellow Pig! Look how I knocked my head off! Van Cleef's trash talk spewed in.

Chen Jianqiu didn't speak, just lowered his hand.

Seeing that the Chinese on one side did not fight back, the onlookers were greatly disappointed, and this young man was so nervous that he couldn't even speak.

The pre-match trash talk became Van Kleve's one-sided shouting, which seemed a little less interesting to the melon-eating crowd, who urged the innkeeper to start with boos.

The boss made a long story short and went through the process and began to count:

“1！”

“2！”

“3！”

As soon as the words fell, everyone saw Van Cleeff pull out the gun, while the Chinese on the other side did not move, as if there was no response.

Finished! The man was stupid.

Van Cleef raised the gun in his hand, and aimed the muzzle of the gun at Chen Jianqiu's head.

"Bang!"

Unlike the duel just now, this time the gun only rang out. Just when everyone's reflex arc finally caught up with time, thinking that the Chinese was about to die on the spot, the picture that appeared in front of them stunned them.

Chen Jianqiu stood there intact, the muzzle of the peacemaker gun in his right hand smoking, while Sheriff Van Cleeff across from him was clutching his right hand, bleeding profusely.

One of his fingers landed on the ground, and next to it lay his revolver.

Except for Camilla, all the onlookers were stunned, and some of them looked at the street blankly; Some opened their mouths wide and were completely unaware that a fly had flown in; Some put their hands over their mouths, incredulous at what had happened.

What the hell just happened? They saw that Van Cleef pulled out the gun first.

At the moment when the innkeeper said "3", Chen Jianqiu turned on the shooter mode, and the sunset on the horizon seemed to have become a negative of exposure, and the movements of Van Cleeff on the opposite side had become slow motion in his eyes.

Chen Jianqiu pulled out his gun and aimed it at the sergeant's index finger pressing the trigger,

Whichever finger was pointed at him just now, he broke it.

Van Cleef was still wailing, and the melon-eating crowd had not yet come to their senses, and Chen Jianqiu had already made an "OK" gesture to Camillabi, who was next to the fat man.

"Collect the bills!"

Camilla smiled and carried all the money in the fat man's basin into a deerskin bag in her hand.

This is Chen Jianqiu's bag.

Because no one bets on Chen Jianqiu, the winner takes all and is full of money.

However, at this moment, a woman standing in the front row let out an exclamation.

Van Cleef, who was still holding his injured right hand just now, suddenly stopped wailing, picked up the revolver that fell to the ground with his left hand, and aimed at Chen Jianqiu, who was facing him with his back at this time.

"Bang."

Another gunshot rang out.

Van Cleef fell to the ground on his back, his chest shot, the bullet piercing the lobe of his lung, blood pouring from the wound, and he couldn't live.

Chen Jianqiu put away his gun, and he slowly walked to Van Cleve's side and looked at the dying sheriff.

"Let me tell you a secret, you have no chance to aim in a duel with someone like us, and you can only have a chance to win by firing the gun in your hand by instinct." He said slowly.

"This is what a man named Adam told me, and if the two shots just now had been him, I would have been dead." Chen Jianqiu looked at Van Cleef with a regretful expression, "You haven't started yet." ”

The sheriff's chest rose and fell sharply, and the blood flowed faster and faster, and the innkeeper tried to come to the rescue, but when he approached, the sheriff was already silent.

Van Cleeff, a police officer with the Santa Fe Police Department, died in a duel with a Chinese cowboy, failed to attack and was killed by the cowboy in self-defense.

These words will soon appear in the file of the Santa Fe police station, and then be locked in the archives.

Chen Jianqiu and Camila left the street in front of the hotel, and he didn't care about what to do with it there, they went straight to Astor's temporary office.

Hanif was lying on the couch at this time, and the doctor Astor had already taken care of the wound, fortunately, this doctor was not the usual barefoot quack doctor in the West, and Hanif's shoulder blade was not broken.

Astor and the housekeeper sent the doctor out, Donnie went to fetch water, and only Chen Jianqiu, Hanif and Camilla were left in the office.

"You can rest here in Astor for two days first." Chen Jianqiu said to Hanif, "Later, we will go to Lincolnshire, and you can come with you when you are injured." ”

Hanif was moved to tears, and Chen Jianqiu was willing to tell him his next whereabouts, indicating that he finally regarded him as his own.

After settling Hanif, Chen Jianqiu and Camilla walked out of the door of the Chamber of Commerce.

Early the next morning, a fork in the road outside Santa Fe.

Chen Jianqiu was carrying a small box in his hand, which contained gold bars. He had placed the small box on top of the bell tower of the church of Santa Fe and had retrieved it at the moment.

He looked at Camilla and saw that the girl was also looking at him.

"I need to go to Damontown to pick up something." Camila said, "And I'll come to you." ”

Chen Jianqiu nodded: "Then we will meet in Lincolnshire in two weeks." ”

A whistle blows.

Two horses, one white and one black, rushed into the wasteland along two roads, smoke and dust rising behind them.

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