In the 19th century, the continental United States, especially after the Civil War, coincided with the Second Industrial Revolution, and new ideas and waves emerged.

All sorts of organizations have sprung up on the continent.

Presumably, this group, called the "Glanqi Farmers' Cooperative", is one of them.

Coincidentally, this organization was on the opposite side of the railroad company.

So, Chen Jianqiu rode a horse and listened to the crowd for a while.

But the more I listened, the more disappointed I felt.

It seems that the main members of this organization are mainly small farmers and ranchers.

There is no essential contradiction between them and the railway company, at most because of the arrogance of the railway company, which leads to the high price of transportation.

Anything that can be discussed, interests are prone to divergence, and of course there will be betrayal and compromise.

The eloquence of the speaker was extraordinary, stirring up the emotions of those below, but did not suggest a concrete path to implementation.

Therefore, when the passion passed, the farmers and ranchers surrounding below gradually dispersed.

Chen Jianqiu was also about to turn his horse's head and leave.

He's got to get down to business.

But a voice stopped him:

"That gentleman on horseback over there, please stay!"

Chen Jianqiu and the others around him all turned their heads and saw the speaker just now, walking towards them.

"My name is Oliver Dunleavy and I'm the head of the Glench organization in New Mexico, what do you call me?" The speaker walked in front of Chen Jianqiu.

Chen Jianqiu dismounted: "It's okay to call me Chen." ”

"I see that you listened very carefully outside just now, and you have a certain sense of agreement with our proposition." Oliver said with a full face on his face, "If it's convenient, please allow me to introduce our organization." ”

Chen Jianqiu's facial muscles twitched.

This can't be some kind of MLM organization, right? Why do these words sound so familiar?

However, thinking that the earliest MLM organization would be decades later, Chen Jianqiu decided to listen to him first.

"Our organization was founded 10 years ago and has grown to become a national organization. At its peak, around 1875, we had chapters in 32 states across the country, with over 850,000 members. ”

"Our aim is to provide a platform for small and medium-sized farmers to communicate and help each other."

Oliver recounts the history of his organization with pride in his words.

Chen Jianqiu listened carefully to his story.

It seems that this organization is bigger than you think.

"Is the New Mexico branch just formed?" Chen Jianqiu glanced at the crowd and a few staff members who had dispersed almost completely, "I don't think the scale is very large." ”

Oliver's expression was a little embarrassed: "Because the Glench movement has fallen into a trough in recent years, I am one of the few who have persevered until now." ”

Chen Jianqiu certainly understands the reason why their movement is unsustainable.

However, instead of continuing the topic, he asked Oliver another question:

"I just heard from the side that you're trying to force them to agree to your terms by restricting the construction of the Santa Fe Railroad Company's railroad, is that a slogan?"

Hearing Chen Jianqiu mention this, Oliver suddenly came to his senses: "Mr. Chen, I'm definitely not just talking, I've already contacted several organizations, and they also have the same demands. ”

"For example?"

"Knights of Albuquerque."

Knights of Albuquerque?

Chen Jianqiu had a headache, what kind of strange organization is this, why does this name sound so middle two?

"Would you like to join in, we have agreed to discuss the plan of action together tomorrow afternoon, also in this place." Oliver extended the invitation.

Abiot suddenly coughed twice in the back.

"Besides, we'll come if we're free." Chen Jianqiu shook Oliver's hand, and then got back on the horse.

The people turned their horses' heads and left the square.

"What did you mean by coughing just now?"

After leaving the square, Chen Jianqiu asked Abiot while admiring the unique style of buildings in the surrounding area.

"The 'Knights of Albuquerque' that the person just mentioned, I heard about it in Scott, and he also funded it, and it is also inextricably linked to the 'Santa Fe Group'." Abiot said.

Chen Jianqiu frowned.

On the territory of New Mexico, it seems that none of the people who can have anything to do with Scott and the "Santa Fe Group" except for themselves are good birds.

Of course, he is also a scourge.

"Let's get down to business first, let's talk to Blake first."

They inquired along the way and learned that the Santa Fe Railroad was located about five kilometers outside the old city, and that the Santa Fe Railroad had built a small hospital for their employees last year.

So, everyone followed the railway line and headed in the direction of the goal.

Walked a distance of about a kilometer.

Suddenly, several gunshots rang out from not far away.

"Boss, look over there." Asuka pointed in the direction perpendicular to the railroad line.

A young man rode a horse and galloped in their direction.

The tall young man, with blond hair, crouched on horseback and a revolver in his hand, tried to dodge the bullets while looking for an opportunity to shoot behind him.

In his other hand, he carried a burden, which was heavy, and he didn't know what it was containing.

And behind him, a group of people on horseback gave chase, and in the same way, while chasing, they shot at him.

The young man soon came to Chen Jianqiu and the others, and he rode across the railroad tracks and swept past Chen Jianqiu.

At that moment, the young man turned his head and showed a sunny smile at Chen Jianqiu.

Chen Jianqiu suddenly felt as if he had seen this face somewhere, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Soon, the pursuers also came to the tracks.

They also saw Chen Jianqiu and the others.

Each of these people wore a shield-like insignia embroidered on their shoulders, and they were uniformly dressed in a uniform that looked like the standard military uniform of the former Confederate Army.

They had planned to ignore the gang in front of them and continue to chase the blonde young man in front of them.

However, a man with a high nose with a ponytail at the head saw Chen Jianqiu and immediately motioned to the people behind him to stop with him.

He observed, and his eyes walked around the faces of Sean, Asukia, and Camila beside Chen Jianqiu, and then he burst out laughing:

"I said why is that rabbit cub so fearless, it turns out that there is a bunch of scum friends waiting here!"

Chen Jianqiu didn't speak.

He's in a good mood today, and he doesn't really want to kill people in Albuquerque.

Seeing that Chen Jianqiu didn't react, he couldn't read anything from this person's face.

So, he pointed the gun that was originally hanging down at Chen Jianqiu: "Since you and that little rabbit cub are in the same party, then you will die together?" ”

The young man, who was galloping forward on horseback, heard no movement behind him, and turned his head to see the pursuers pointing their guns at a few passers-by by the railroad tracks.

Without the slightest hesitation, he tightened the reins, turned the horse's head, and headed this way.

He couldn't tolerate innocent people dying because of him.

"You see, that kid is mixed up with these colored scumbags, and they're really in the same party." Ponytail laughed, knowing the young man's weakness and complacent that his ruse had succeeded.

"Is Albuquerque so bad? Doesn't anyone care about killing people around town? Chen Jianqiu suddenly muttered.

Ponytail smiled even more happily: "Kill? Albuquerque tube killing? Don't you know the nickname here? A place outside the law! The sheriff here doesn't care about the railroad tracks, that's the rule here, you know? ”

"Don't expect anyone to take care of it, you yellow-skinned fool." Ponytail laughed.

Then, the smile on his face froze instantly.

"Bang!"

The man in front of him, who was still complaining about the poor security just now, didn't know when he had an extra Colt 1873 in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was smoking.

"It's good that no one cares." Chen Jianqiu said.

Ponytail suddenly stopped thinking.

He fell from his horse, and he lay on the ground with a bloody hole in his head, and blood gushed outwards from it.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

The other people around Chen Jianqiu also shot, and the followers who were still stunned with ponytails bloomed with blood flowers on their bodies.

Two seconds later, the gunfire stopped.

Around the railroad tracks, a pile of corpses lay on the ground.

Chen Jianqiu dismounted, walked to the side of the ponytail, raised his arm, and glanced at the shield badge on his arm.

"Knights of A-R Bu Kai Ke - Knights?" Chen Jianqiu guessed the meaning of the badge through the initials under the pattern.

"Phew, what a bullshit Knights, it's the Ku Klux Klan." The blond young man rode up to Chen Jianqiu and spat at the ponytailed corpse.

"The Ku Klux Klan?" Chen Jianqiu thought of what this thing had just said, and somewhat understood, "I thought they were all covered with white sheets." ”

"No, this organization is a branch of the Ku Klux Klux Klan in Albuquerque."

The blond-haired young man jumped off the horse and handed the burden in his hand to Chen Jianqiu: "Your compatriots' things were robbed by them, and people don't know if they are dead or not, just on the side of the road in front." ”

Chen Jianqiu took the burden and asked as he got on the horse, "Have we met anywhere, and what is your name?" ”

The young man turned his head, and another sunny smile:

"Peter Pan, sir."

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