Sent away from Gaiwangshan, Richard walked to the table, inserted the well-maintained revolver into the holster, cleaned up the things on the table, and then looked up.

This is a handsome face, starry eyes like ink, looking at the clear blue sky outside the window at the beginning, with thoughtful eyes in it.

According to what Gai Wangshan said, it should be John Sartre, who is in charge of the new town, to suppress it, otherwise this situation would not have happened, and the agreement hall would not have had so much influence.

The wave did not go away, and the wave rose again, which made Richard feel a real heavy pressure.

These days

The news from the American Riverside Patrol Horse Team was not optimistic, and there were constant clashes between white gold prospectors and Chinese gold diggers in Grape Valley, even a dozen a day, and frequent alarm signals, which kept the patrol horse patrol busy.

It can be seen that someone is deliberately stirring up trouble.

in the valley

Recently, there are often some indiscriminate people who come in under the guise of buying cattle and sheep and mountain goods, including Chinese and white, and basically cannot escape the forces of the new town or Yerba Caodi.

For the newly rising Chinese power of the Tang Dynasty, except for the ambiguous attitude of Fangcaodi, most of the others show alienation and malicious intent that is difficult to hide.

It's not surprising that no one wants to share their cake with the newcomers, and it's a bunch of Chinese.

If Richard wants to break out in North America, he can only rely on the basic market dominated by Chinese, so the key point at present is to sweep away the local underworld forces led by the Agreement Hall and become the undisputed Chinese leader.

Then unite all the forces that can unite to make a difference.

The world is in the midst of the first industrial revolution, with hot weapons dominating wars and regional conflicts, and Americans slaughtering fierce Indian tribes in the East and the vast Midland, a trend that will soon spread to the Wild West.

No matter how strong a person's strength is, in this social context, it is only a drop in the ocean.

"It seems that it is time to show off your strength." The look on Richard's face became resolute, and he said to himself.

Twilight

Before the gate of Shanhaiguan was closed, a group of more than 20 horsemen drove out of the gate and headed in the direction of the new town in the distance.

At night, the lights of the new town are bright, the shops are closed, the streets are far fewer children playing, and some men with bread under their shoulders are hurrying to get home as soon as possible to have dinner with their families under the bright kerosene lamps.

And on special occasions such as taverns, gambling stalls, and brothels, the lights are bright, ushering in the busiest time of the day.

Old Barr Tavern

The smoke was filled with smoke in the dim light, and from time to time there were women's laughter and screams upstairs, and the white cowboy who was drinking and playing cards downstairs was itching, and from time to time two foul words popped out of his mouth, and then slammed the cards on the table.

The scantily clad bar hostess "snapped" and opened the cowboy's groping hands and scolded loudly; "Get out of here, you poor devil, don't you know the rules in the tavern that you are only allowed to look at and not touch? If you don't want to be beaten and thrown into the back alley, give me some rules. ”

The scolding of the waiter in the bar drew a burst of laughter from the rough cowboys around him, and one of the guys who won money by playing cards grabbed the money in his hand and waved it and shouted; "Oh...... Dear Ligi, I love you so much, shall we go upstairs and have a good time? ”

"Pay first, idiot, and have to wait until after work."

"Hahahaha...... No problem, you belong to me tonight, baby. ”

"You're thinking about fart, gambling that you'll be penniless in the end, go sleep with your cow in your arms, fuck off!"

"Oh ...... open"

The cowboys stomped their feet excitedly and slapped the table, raised the wine glasses in their hands and screamed wildly, as if the male hormones in the tavern were about to overflow, and dozens of men in heat were already excited.

Liki twisted her fat ass and walked to the bar, she was a plump middle-aged woman, her towering breasts exposed most of the edges, and the ravines were deep, causing the cowboys to have dry mouths and pour beer after beer.

"Well done, baby." Standing at the counter, old Barr turned over and whispered a word while wiping his wine glass with a towel.

Liggie threw the tray in her hand on the counter, looked back at the cowboys with longing in her eyes, threw a wink, and then stroked her burgundy hair with a full flirtation, but her mouth said yes; "You're going to have to pay more, old Barr, and I'm not going to do it for nothing."

"Don't forget, you came from Kansas with nothing, and I took you and your 10-year-old son in the house, Lik, don't go too far."

"This tavern needs me, doesn't it?"

"Okay, I'll think about it."

When it comes to money, the muscles on old Barr's fat face twitch terribly, but he has to succumb to reality, these bold and coquettish hostesses are really needed in the tavern.

At this time

The door to the tavern was pushed open, and six cowboys with revolvers on their waists came in one after another from outside, and when they looked up, there was a pair of oriental faces under their cowboy hats.

This caused the people in the tavern to look over, and the noise and excitement suddenly became much quieter.

"Phew, I hate these pigtailed Orientals, they're everywhere like the plague."

"Don't bother yourself, Cole, I heard that two groups of Orientals are going to war recently, you don't want to get involved, do you?"

"Damn, I hate these Orientals, and the filthy Mexicans and damn Indians, these heretics deserve to go to hell."

"Okay, stop whining, it's not their fault that you lose money playing cards, it's that your hands stink."

"I don't believe you've been so lucky, one more ......"

The six Chinese gunmen led by Liu Wu walked to an empty table and sat down amid the hostile gazes and discussions of the white cowboys around them.

Liu Wu knocked on the table and said loudly; "Six beers and something to eat."

"Fake, it's going to be fine when they come." Old Barr couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, but he couldn't openly drive the guests away, and after complaining, he motioned to Liggie and asked her to bring the beer and food.

The news of the entry of the six Chinese gunmen into the Old Barr Tavern soon spread.

The key is that these 6 people are all traitors to the Hall of Agreement, and now they have become members of the Datang Society's personal guards, and Liu Wu took the lead in entering the town.

After hearing the message

The agreement hall was immediately blown up, and Lin Zhanyuan, the leader of the Young Gang, personally led nearly 30 people to hurry over, preparing to capture these traitors.

Then they opened the incense halls, and all of them were beaten to death with sticks and thrown into the bay.

Some white-eyed white cowboys didn't know what to do, and after Liu Wuyi and his entourage entered the tavern, they left in twos and threes, which made the tavern's business calm down quickly.

Knowing is not that you are afraid of something, but that it is not necessary.

Once the Chinese gunmen from the agreement hall rush over, it is a high probability that a shootout between the two sides will break out, and when the bullets are flying, who cares if you are white or Chinese?

After drinking well and being killed and injured again, who are you going to avenge yourself?

Seeing this scene in Old Barr's eyes, his whole face became as black as the bottom of the pot, and if he didn't control his temper, he really wanted to pull out the gun on the counter and kill all these restless guys.

My God! What am I doing wrong?