Thiago Mendel, male, 43 years old, Mexican.

Full name: Thiago González Maotei Santiago Sebastian Rodrigo Selmo Mendel.

The man had been a conscientious bandit with a gang of outlaws, roaming the Albuquerque to Santa Fe intercontinental highway in the same way as Hernandez had done before.

After being recruited by Congressman Scott, he led a team to "enter Beijing" and established the Crocodile Gang, which was active in the Mexican community in Santa Fe.

With Scott's help, he and Van Cleaf, the former Santa Fe sheriff who was shot and killed by Chen Jianqiu, became the number one gang in the Mexican community in Santa Fe.

And he's going to do some dirty work for Scott accordingly.

Like what:

threw the Mexicans who spoke ill of Scott in sacks into the river;

or throwing the carcass of a horse in front of Scott's political enemies' homes;

Another example is to threaten the big East wrongdoers who have come to New Mexico with all their minds on getting rich, and remind them that it's time to make some political contributions.

But he's having a hard time now.

For the recent mayoral election, Scott decisively killed Zion McCall, who was also known as the "Night Pot", and blamed him for a clean-up operation against their Santa Fe Mexican gang.

Although Van Cleef, the intended executor, died in a duel, his assistant named Brunson stepped up and began to strike at them like an autumn wind sweeping away leaves.

Thiago was forced to flee Santa Fe with his entourage.

His photo also appeared on the bounty list at the entrance of the Santa Fe Police Department, and his bounty was too long to make his bounty order extraordinarily large.

Brunson specifically advises that he must be given his full name.

Thiago looked at the silhouette of Santa Fe in the distance and sighed.

When I first entered the city, the realm of vitality and competition was still in front of me, but now it is no longer human.

There is no place to stay here, there is a place to stay here.

Thiago decided to get back to the intercontinental highway and do robbery, one of New Mexico's most promising careers.

And at this time, he was leading his men to ambush on both sides of a bridge.

"Boss, we've been waiting all day, and we can't open it." Thiago's men muttered as they gazed out at the distant horizon.

It stands to reason that this route is an easy one, as it is the busiest commercial road in New Mexico, with a constant stream of pedestrians and caravans.

It was mainly Thiago who gave them some new guidelines about the robbery.

Lately, the robbery business in New Mexico has not been very good.

First, the hyena gang of the old-timers Hernandez suddenly silenced the ruins for some reason, and then a group of maniacs in suits appeared in Lincolnshire at some unknown time, catching the gang that robbed the road.

They must have provoked someone who shouldn't be messed with.

Robbery is a technical job, and the selection of objects must be accurate, and it is necessary to pick soft persimmons.

For example, don't mess with a lot of people, you can't get it; Don't mess with the neat formation, it may be militia fishing; Mexicans better not to start, it's not good to be peers; Now that one has been added, those white people in suits turn around and run away when they see it.

As a wanted criminal, it's better to be careful, just live.

Thiago touched his chin as he stared at the horizon in the distance.

Bread, there will always be.

Suddenly, a group of centaurs gradually appeared in his field of vision.

He narrowed his eyes.

The team seemed to fit his requirements for a robbery.

The procession was small, consisting of a few horses and a few carriages, and the formation was loose, with men and women, old and young.

The man at the head wore a gray riding coat and a pale white top hat, and looked honest, as if he were an Asian businessman; Next to him was a woman on a white horse, wearing a red cloth jacket, and the two of them were talking and laughing.

They were followed by a black man in a black cloth robe, an old man with a Sven appearance, and a white man with a cocked beard.

In addition to a few of them on horseback, at the back of the procession were several wagons, the contents of which were covered with cloth, and judging by the shape of the exterior, some were barrels, some were boxes.

It's clearly a caravan.

Thiago's smile twitched at the corners of his mouth.

The leader must be a wealthy Chinese businessman, next to him is his wife, and the old man is their butler, with a beard, he is probably the only bodyguard.

As for the black man, he looked like a servant, but he didn't understand why these were also worthy of riding.

"The carriage is coming! Block the bridgehead! Thiago waved at his men, "Ambush ready, ready to start!" ”

At this time, Chen Jianqiu, who was slowly swinging towards the bridge, didn't know that there was an ambush waiting for him in front of him.

He was chatting with Camila.

They talked about their hometown.

Camila's hometown is in Puerto Rico, and the Caribbean breeze gives her violet eyes, but it also blows her and her family to the United States.

Then, she became an orphan.

Chen Jianqiu is also an orphan, whether before or after the crossing, he has no relatives and no reason.

This should have been a very sad thing, but they quickly skipped the topic and came to their clothes this time, and the more they talked, the happier they became.

"Auntie's craftsmanship is really good." Camila said,

"Boss, why do we have to come out in this dress?" Sean tugged at his collar and objected, he always felt that the elbow was uncomfortable.

"Then you can choose to be naked." Chen Jianqiu turned his head and replied.

His original clothes were jackets and leather jackets.

However, in the second group of people sent to them by Zhang Da not long ago, there was a senior tailor lady.

The old man, who used to run a tailor shop in Denver's Chinatown, was smashed by the Irish, and Chen Jianqiu rescued them.

She said that she would give him a whole dress.

Unexpectedly, the finished product that came out a few days later was very beautiful, Chen Jianqiu tried it, it was very fitting and very comfortable.

Since you have new clothes to wear, wear new ones.

Chen Jianqiu looked at the other people's clothes that were either torn or old, and thought of the purpose of going to Santa Fe this time, so he cheekily asked the old lady to help make a few more.

Unexpectedly, the old lady readily agreed.

She pointed to the cloth she had brought with her and asked them to choose for themselves.

Camilla chose red, Sean black, and the others gray.

Not only did she help make a few sets of clothes, but she also gave Camilla an antique hairpin and tied up her hair.

"Ouch, this girl is so handsome!" After the old lady changed Camilla's clothes, she looked up and down and was full of praise.

Chen Jianqiu looked at Camilla, who was wearing a red cotton jacket and holding her hair in a bun, and looked at Sean who was wearing a black cloth robe next to her, and finally understood the difference between people.

The earth is not clothing, but people.

They went on the bridge.

Chen Jianqiu looked back at Sean's dress, and couldn't help but want to laugh, he felt that this thing didn't think that he was choosing a work uniform for himself to work at night.

only to find that Sean pointed in the direction of the bridge: "Boss, is that a carriage?" ”

Before Sean could finish speaking, a group of people suddenly appeared at the bridgehead.

They all had guns in their hands.

"Get off the horse! Hands up! ”

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