As Riley on the hillside looked towards the entrance to the town, there was another person watching in that direction.

Chen Jianqiu stood at the head of the bridge with his hands in his hands.

In his field of vision, the situation on the other side is clear.

He noticed that Hawley had also emerged from the crowd and was looking in his direction.

Hawley's mouth moved, and then he returned to the crowd.

If it were an ordinary person, at this distance, it would be impossible to see what Hawley was talking about.

However, he is Chen Jianqiu.

"Tomorrow morning?" He muttered to himself.

On the riverside, Chen Jianqiu whistled.

In a few moments, the black radish emerged from the woods, followed by a small gray mare.

"What a wave."

Chen Jianqiu cursed softly, walked to its side, and removed the gun and bullets from his body.

He slipped a note into his saddlebag and led the black radish to the road to Carben County.

From Shiquan Town to Carben County, there is only one road.

Chen Jianqiu raised his hand and slapped the black radish on the buttocks:

"Go, go find Huey."

The black radish hissed and walked away.

Chen Jianqiu turned around and walked in the direction of the Chinese residential area.

Twilight has fallen.

Today's Shiquan Town, the atmosphere is particularly strange.

In the white quarters, the doors of the rooms were closed, and the kerosene lamps on the tables could occasionally be seen through a few windows.

As the leader of the "Ku Klux Klan", Hayden prepared them with a lot of guns, mainly shotguns, and some old-fashioned rifles.

However, it should be enough to deal with the Chinese workers on the other side.

At this time, they were inspecting ammunition, making torches, and various ignition materials.

Tomorrow morning will be when the Chinese quarters of Shiquan Town will be reduced to ashes.

And on the other side of the river.

On this side of the Chinese residential area, Chinese workers also gathered rarely.

They gathered at Liao Dabai's gate and raised a fire in the open space at the gate.

Everyone gathered around the campfire and discussed what had happened today.

"I asked Manager Riley and he said the company would take care of it."

Liao Dabai told everyone the results of the communication with the mine manager during the day.

"Processing? How to deal with it? Leaflets have been distributed all over the streets for a long time, you can't understand what is written on them, but I can read it! ”

An older miner squatted on the ground and said angrily.

He'd been there in Los Angeles eight years ago, and he knew that these people on the other side of the river could do anything.

"Uncle Qing, I think they will send the police over, this is their asset after all."

Liao Dabai still has a trace of fantasy in his heart.

Lei Youqing snorted.

"You think too much, even if the police come, what's the use? If you want to catch us, you will also catch us! ”

A young miner couldn't take it anymore and stood up:

"Uncle Qing, don't talk about it, I think they're the same as before, just to scare us."

"If they do come, let's hide in the mines, and when they're gone, what are we going to do, don't you say, new Jeffer?"

Uncle Xinjie, who saw Chen Jianqiu before, held a dry tobacco pot in his hand, and leaned against the door frame to smoke dry cigarettes:

"If you want me to say, let's get out of here first to avoid the limelight, this time may be different from before."

"I disagree! We're gone, what about work? What to eat? Finally got a job! ”

Liao Dabai listened to the meaning of Uncle Xinjie, it seemed that as long as he ran away, he was afraid that the other Chinese workers would also plan to follow after hearing it, so he suddenly jumped up.

"It's really not good, I'm going to talk to those foreigners and persuade them to stop making trouble."

"Huh."

Suddenly, a laugh came out of the shadows.

The crowd looked in the direction where the laughter came.

A cowboy man, with his back against the eaves, his shadow, reflected on the wall by the light of the campfire, swayed with the swaying of the flames.

"Who are you? How come I haven't seen you, what are you laughing at? Liao Dabai was in a bad mood and asked angrily.

The cowboy stepped out of the shadows.

The wide brim of his hat made his face invisible, and the only new Jackber who knew his identity was silent.

He walked up to the young miner who had proposed to hide in the mine and poked his shoulder socket with his index finger:

"You, ostrich."

When Chen Jianqiu passed in front of Xin Jie, he didn't say anything, and there was just a sigh under the cowboy hat.

"None of this will save you, and at this moment, across the river, those white men are preparing their weapons, and they will come to the door tomorrow morning and rob you of your things! Burn down your houses! ”

"Where are you going to flee? Plunging headfirst into the Wild West? How many lives do you have to survive in those harsh conditions? ”

Liao Dabai finally couldn't help it, he just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Chen Jianqiu:

"Shut up!"

Liao Dabai was stunned by this sound.

"What the hell are you stupid? Or is it bad? Talk to those white miners? What to talk about? Do you kneel on the ground and beg them not to kill you? ”

"Even if you want to talk, if you don't beat them up, what are you going to talk to them about?"

"You still have illusions about the company, do you think you can gain their respect by choosing not to strike?"

Everyone, including Liao Dabai, was scolded so much that they couldn't say a word.

"The people who come to this place in the west are all here to fight for their lives, and they all respect the strong, but you are the only ones who have been retreating! Step back, step back! Like a lost dog, he can't live in fear. “

"Can't you just stand up and earn respect with your actions? Rabbits bite when they're in a hurry, aren't you even as good as rabbits? ”

Chen Jianqiu's every word was like a hammer in the hearts of everyone present.

"But we don't have any weapons." Liao Dabai snorted.

"Is there an axe? Is kerosene available? Are there any glass bottles? Is there any wood? ”

"But that won't beat them, those white people usually use guns." Another miner whispered.

"Oh? Are they three heads, or six arms? How can I not think it is so hard to deal with them? ”

Chen Jianqiu took off his hat.

The two golden revolches around his waist shone brightly.

Those of the miners who knew Chen Jianqiu before had already exclaimed his name.

According to the previous bounty list, Chen Jianqiu had killed at least a dozen white people.

In the hearts of many Chinese workers, it was Chen Jianqiu who made them realize that the Chinese are also capable of killing those damn white-skinned guys.

"Listen to my command, early tomorrow morning, follow me to defend against foreign enemies!"

Chen Jianqiu was not in a hurry to tell the Chinese workers the news that dozens of people from the Longxiang group were coming.

Because Chen Jianqiu knows these people.

As long as they are given a little way out, some of these people will directly think about how to slip away.

In addition, as Liao Dabai said, the Chinese workers do not have guns in their hands.

Even the incendiary bottles of bows and arrows were made overnight, but the number was extremely limited, and the range of firepower was far from that of the white miners.

Therefore, in terms of firepower, it is mainly on its own side.

Chen Jianqiu misses Makqin very much.

Still, he has a way.

Between the Chinese and white quarters, there is a river Bate that connects the two areas with a wooden bridge.

If you can take advantage of this terrain and survive to Asuka by yourself, it should be no problem.

So, Chen Jianqiu called Sean to his side again and squeezed his eyes at him:

"Hey, help me get some explosives."

The black man shook his head: "Where can you find explosives here?" ”

"You can't find it? Still unwilling? Chen Jianqiu tilted his head and looked at Sean, "This is a coal mine, is it difficult to make a roll of explosives?" ”

The black man reluctantly took over the task.

Stealing explosives has never been his comfort zone.

Anyway, the night is dark, the coal is black, and his complexion is also black.