Chen Jianqiu walked out of the shadows, standing Abiot and Camilla on the left and right, respectively, and then there seemed to be an empty person on the left, and then Holmes and Li Sifu.

A group of people lined up, and the gun in Abiot's hand was still smoking.

Thiago looked left and right, and the gang around him was afraid that it was not enough for Chen Jianqiu and the woman next to him to fight.

He fell to his knees with a thud: "Senior, thank you for not killing the day before yesterday." ”

Those who know the times are handsome, and they kneel down to the awesome, and they are not ashamed.

As for the strange eyes of the younger brothers, he didn't care at all.

If you love to follow the mix, you will follow the mix, continue to drink and eat meat, and if you don't like to follow, you will get out, anyway, if you don't have a bright brain, you will be shot sooner or later.

If you didn't kill me the day before yesterday, don't kill me today.

I call you "senior", do you dare to agree?

"Get up, get up, you're also a big brother, how bad it is for your little brothers to see it." Chen Jianqiu said, but he didn't mean to step forward to help him up.

The little brothers who stretched out their hands to the things on the carriage also silently put the things back, not daring to squeak.

Chen Jianqiu walked to the side of the carriage behind Thiago and looked inside the carriage.

It was a truckload they had looted at the Standard Oil camp, and the clothes of those unlucky people hung on the side of the car.

"In this winter, you have stripped off other people's clothes, how can people live?" He picked up a coat and looked at it.

The garment is exquisitely made, with a metal label with the initials of Standard Oil on it.

"Tsk, these guys are really rich." Chen Jianqiu showed everyone the dress, and the fire shone on the metal marker, making Thiago's eyes shine.

"Then I'll send them back?" Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Thiago got up on his own.

"That's not good, will you do it on this road in the future? Is there a shame in it? Chen Jianqiu shook his head.

Thiago stood there, a little overwhelmed.

Chen Jianqiu turned around and beckoned to the empty space between Abiot and Holmes.

Sean, dressed in a black cloth robe, ran out.

He has been with Chen Jianqiu for the longest time, and of course he understands his mind best.

The black man rummaged in the bucket for a while, took out a large pair of scissors, walked in front of Chen Jianqiu, and said a few scissors to the clothes.

"Alright, leave them near the camp." Chen Jianqiu said, "Hurry up and get out." ”

"So, we're leaving?" Thiago asked tentatively?

"Why don't you come with me into Lincolnshire to find Pyle for Christmas?" Chen Jianqiu glanced at him.

Thiago took off his hat and saluted Chen Jianqiu, then waved at the younger brothers and led them to prepare to withdraw.

"Bring something?" Chen Jianqiu's voice suddenly came from behind him, making him tremble directly.

He turned his head and looked at Chen Jianqiu pointing to the carriage of Standard Oil.

"Uh," Thiago commanded to the younger brothers, "quick, get this car." ”

"Remember, whoever has the money to rob whom." Chen Jianqiu gave Thiago one last piece of advice.

Early the next morning.

The sun shines on the continent and brings the light back into the world.

Both camps are quiet.

Holmes was the first to get out of the tent.

Although his actual age is much smaller than what he seems, as a geologist, he has developed the habit of waking up early after many years of research.

He stretched and looked around.

He suddenly noticed that near the camp of Standard Oil, there was a group of "unknown figures" wrapped in tent cloths, wandering around the camp, as if looking for something.

These "unknown figures" are, of course, the experts of the Standard Oil Company's evaluation team.

Last night, Thiago's gang, who had not known whether it was negligence or a "conscience discovery", tied them up and threw them around the campfire.

Except for Manager Pete, who was knocked unconscious, the others shivered and froze in a temperature of about zero for half the night.

Until even the rough-skinned and thick-skinned manager Pete was woken up by freezing.

He untied the ropes for the half-frozen specialists, and then inspected the camp.

Aside from the collapsed tent and the naked corpses of bodyguards on the ground, as well as the now useless equipment and office supplies, Thiago and his gang left them with almost nothing.

They snatched the bedding away.

Manager Pete's first instinct was to go to Chen Jianqiu's camp to ask for help.

But it was dark all around, and I couldn't see anything.

He didn't dare, and those experts were even more cowardly.

So they tore the collapsed tents, wrapped themselves around them, and gathered around the campfire, and carried them like this for the rest of the night until dawn.

They found their clothes scattered around the camp.

So, an operation to save his clothes began.

Lucky for Pete, he didn't find his pants, but he did find them, but he did find them.

The only fly in the ointment is that the jacket and pants have been cut with several holes, and as long as the movement is a little bigger, the wind will pour in from the holes.

A feeling of wind under the crotch.

He grabbed his pants, tried not to let himself go naked, and slowly walked to Chen Jianqiu's camp, where he happened to meet Chen Jianqiu who came out of the tent.

Chen Jianqiu looked up and down at Manager Pete, who was dressed strangely, with a puzzled expression.

And the other people in the camp also gathered over and began to look at the person in front of them.

"I'm sorry, but did you encounter robbers yesterday?" Manager Pete's face flushed, which made his round face look more like a red tomato.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Chen Jianqiu replied.

"Why don't you have anything to do?" The manager suppressed his anger, and he suspected that these people had a leg with the robbers.

"Just pay the money, you can't shoot, and if you resist, you'll be gone." Chen Jianqiu spread his hands, "This is the rule near New Mexico. ”

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Despair was written on the manager's face.

"You didn't ask me."

"We decided to go home, this work can't go on!" Manager Pete couldn't help it.

The experts also came over, but their "clothes search project" was not as good as that of Manager Pete, some had fewer sweaters, some had no coats, and one even found only underwear and hats.

They have messy hair, purple lips, and dark circles under their eyes.

These decent people at Standard Oil now look inferior to the drunks wallowing in the dirt in the small western towns.

"Well, it's up to you, but on the way back, it shouldn't be too peaceful." Chen Jianqiu looked indifferent.

"But on the way back, it shouldn't be too peaceful, after all, it's almost Christmas, and they all want to prepare a 'Christmas gift' for their children."

Manager Pete looked at the miserable appearance of the group of people around him and fell silent.

He knew that even if they wanted to go back, they couldn't find the way out, and now they had no clothes and no supplies, and they were afraid that they would directly turn into a few dried corpses on the side of Route 66.

"How far is it from Lincolnshire?" Manager Pete asked.

"It's coming."

"Can you lend us some clothes to wear first?" Manager Pete gets to the point where the most important question is.

"No problem." Chen Jianqiu readily agreed.

He snorted at Sean.

Sean got into the tent and came out with a stack of his own clothes. Muttered and handed it to Manager Pete.

Manager Pete looked at the black man, then at the clothes in his hand, and didn't take them for a long time.

"Love or not, you trash. Ho~tui~" Sean withdrew his hand to take the clothes, spat in front of Manager Pete, turned his head and left.

Chen Jianqiu shrugged.

Pete held back his anger and returned to his camp with a few people.

An hour later, Chen Jianqiu was full of food and drink, packed up the camp tent and prepared to leave.

Manager Pete and a few experts stared at each other in their camp, and they couldn't come up with a solution to the problem after discussing it for a long time.

In the end, it was Manager Pete who let go of his pride and came to Chen Jianqiu again.

"Our horses have also been snatched, can you lend us a few horses if it's convenient?" The fat manager asked with his head down.

"We don't have any extra horses." Chen Jianqiu replied very dryly, "But you can take the carriage." ”

He pointed to the flatbed truck behind Li Sifu and motioned for him to move the bucket down and make way for those people.

Pete manager was very helpless.

But does he and the experts still have a choice?

Several people climbed into the carriage, curled up on the edge of the barrel, and embarked on the road to Lincolnshire with Chen Jianqiu's team.

One more, two more later

(End of chapter)