Late at night

In a nondescript house in a wooden block in the new town, a dozen or so fierce-looking white cowboys sit at a table with messy cups and plates, drinking and smoking, chatting with a little drunkenness, in the dim light of kerosene lights.

"This time, our Mancourt brothers are here to meet the legendary Oriental fast gunner Richard, and the remuneration is a secondary issue, but now ......"

The fierce and strong man Carry-Mancott stopped the knife in his hand, picked up a thin piece of beef and stuffed it into his big mouth, chewed it vigorously a few times before saying; But you told us...... It's an army to deal with, damn bastards, do you think we're all fools? I think you should be stuffed into a dung pit and drowned, and then walk away with our money. ”

His words drew laughter from the other rough cowboys, some even whistled loudly, and some clapped their hands on the table and applauded wildly, causing a miasma of smoke.

This gang of gangsters is the group of white cowboys that Richard met at the bay pier, the "wolf brothers" Mancourt gang from Las Vegas, New Mexico, legend has it that the four brothers are excellent gunmen, and the bandits around them are not weak hands.

The other side of the table

Sitting on it was Joe Max, assistant to the sheriff, one of John Sutter's henchmen, who rose through the ranks of sheriff John A. Clarke and a dozen Mounted Policemen to become one of the voices in charge of the police force in the New Town.

He was not provoked by the other party's rude provocation, but played with the gold pocket watch in his hand boredly, and said in a tone of indifference;

"Wow, the famous Mancourt brothers have flinched, we are not surprised by this, the enemy is too strong and that's a good reason, isn't it?

You can walk away with the money, Mr. John Sutter has enough gold, and let me remind you that it is not just your Mancott brothers who are involved in this hunt.

Whoever is missing, the sun will rise on this earth.

This is some time

San Francisco has a great gunslinger from all over the Wild West, everyone wants to be different, and among these people...... IMHO, you guys aren't the best. ”

"You mean...... Is there a better gunslinger than us? Kara Mancott slammed her fists on the table and stood up, her red eyes staring at Joe Max like a bull.

Looking at this fierce appearance, it seems that the other party wants to tear it to pieces.

Civil and military first, martial arts are not second, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign.

The words of the assistant sheriff succeeded in arousing the competitive spirit of the bandits, who felt humiliated and became more and more agitated.

Joe Max slowly raised his head, looked at Carla Mancott calmly, the mocking look on his face gradually disappeared, and showed a trace of contempt, and said;

"Sit down idiot, what do you think this is?

It is, and will remain, the territory of Mr. John Sutter, a town where we have gathered more than 500 armed gunmen, each heavily armed, to corclose every street.

Listen idiots, don't play tricks in front of me, I know you Mancourt brothers are good hands, but this is San Francisco, not Las Vegas, and it's not a place for you to be arrogant. ”

Hear what he said

The other white bandits could no longer sit still, and they all stood up and drew their muskets from their waists, and pointed their guns at Joe Max with a curse.

This tense appearance is a posture that will be angry if you don't agree with each other.

Joe Max laughed disdainfully, and succeeded in angering the third-ranking member of the gang, Duffy Mancott, a reckless man with pimples on his face, and immediately finger-slashed the hammer, ready to shoot the arrogant guy in the head.

How could the McCourtt brothers' gang of almost household names endure such humiliation in the New Mexico region?

"Wait a minute, don't be presumptuous, don't forget that we are guests invited by Mr. John, and we need to be polite here." The bandit leader, Carla McCott, did not lose his mind, and with one of his left hands he grabbed the musket of his third brother Duffy Mancott with lightning speed, glared at him fiercely, and then ordered; "Everybody, put away my guns, can't the bread and beef here stop you? All sit down. ”

Of course, the boss's words must be listened to, and these bandits reluctantly put away their guns, sat down and poured beer into their mouths to vent their unhappiness.

The bandit leader Carla McCott knew that Fang Cai's temptation had failed, and the other party didn't accept this set at all, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all.

He said with a fake smile on his face; "Look...... Man, my brothers love to joke, please don't care. Since you have come here with the smell of a high bounty, of course you have to follow Mr. John's rules. No one wants to make a trip in vain, but to be honest, it's too difficult for us to deal with an army, which is tantamount to suicide. ”

"Rest assured, Mr. John has the right arrangements." Now that the other party softened, Joe Johnson had no intention of continuing to take it, he grabbed the cowboy hat on the table and put it on his head, stood up and said; "There will be a high-level negotiation in these two days, and the Chinese leader Richard will also participate, and he will not bring too many people with him at that time, and this is your chance. Remembered...... Only by killing Richard can you get the top bounty of 5,000 gold ounces, and the others are much cheaper. ”

With that, Joe Johnson tilted his head to the person next to him, and the mounted police next to him untied a heavy bag and threw it on the table.

When I opened it, I saw that there was a glittering golden sand, weighing four pounds, and about $1,000 worth of bills.

"This is a deposit, Mr. John is responsible for eating, drinking and having fun here, whether you can make a lot of money depends on whether you have the ability to do it."

Leaving this sentence behind, Joe Johnson walked away with his men.

Money talks.

Seeing so much money, the bandits' eyes were red, and they all came over to check the bags containing gold, and murmured in their mouths; "Gold, gold, Mr. John is really generous!"

The bandit leader, Carla McCott, was infected by the emotions of the others, and the expression on his face was much more relaxed, and he was not carried away by this bit of gold for the time being, but repeatedly chewed on what Mr. Sheriff said before leaving; "Whether we can make a lot of money depends on our ability...... Hey, hey, hey......"

Today's new towns are a mixed bag, and they seem to be in danger.

After a large influx of people to pan for gold along the rivers of the Americas, the new town is now deserted, with its permanent population rapidly declining from more than 20,000 to less than 5,000.

A lot of fresh faces with guns come here, always roaming the streets, adding to the tension of the slaughter out of thin air.

After the complete destruction of the Alexandria-Madison gang on the River of America, John Sutter could clearly feel threatened, and he knew that the head of the Federation would be directed at New Town, and he would bear the brunt of it.

After determining that the leader of the Mexicans, Juan Carlos, had no intention of interfering, John Sade was not content to sit idly by, negotiating frequently with the federation and throwing out a lot of gold to recruit wandering gunmen to build up his forces against the growing power of the federation.

Two weeks have passed since the First World War on the Riverside of the Americas.

John Sutter's armed forces have more than doubled from more than 40 mounted police officers to more than 200 white hired laborers.

More than 300 white and Mexican gunmen were hired on a temporary basis, including speculative adventurers from Las Vegas, Los Angeles and Sacramento, who flocked from far and wide like stinking flies.

Among them, there are also the powerful McCott gangs.

In this chaotic and chaotic western North America, even if the McCott gang is notorious for its evil in New Mexico.

It does not prevent them from acting as bounty hunters or mercenaries, in the name of maintaining the order of San Francisco, to do some murderous and overly dangerous things.

John Sutter's mansion on Old Street, Washington

This Victorian-style mansion is one of the best living in the new town, with a large block of dark yellow rock, Roman columns, arched doors and windows.

Its main and auxiliary buildings occupy nearly 3 acres of land, with deep courtyards and even a lush grove with about half an acre of pond and a huge footprint.

Now heavily stockpiled here, with more than 200 white gunmen protecting the John Sutters day and night, and more than 40 private police officers on the periphery, it is like an impenetrable fortress.

And the homeless cowboys and Mexican gunmen recruited with money, mostly under the private police, scattered across the streets of the new town, guns in hand, scrutinizing the streets with hostile eyes.

In this atmosphere of terror, more people left the new town to pan for gold in the River of America, away from this land of right and wrong.

"Are all our people arranged?" John Sutter is significantly thinner than two weeks ago, and his face is not very good.

Joe Johnson grinned confidently and replied; "Now the new town is full of our people, whether it is Fangcaodi or Datang will dare to take a step, life and death are in our hands."

"Great, just kill the leading Oriental Richard, oh, yes...... And my old rival, Mr. William Richardson, left the federation leaderless and I was confident that I could turn the tables around. ”

Speaking of which

The corners of John Sutter's mouth showed a long-lost smile, gently patted Joe Johnson's shoulder, and said in a trusting tone; "Take out your true skills, Joe, as long as you kill Richard, the leader of the Tang Society, and destroy the power of these Orientals, I will hand over the gold rush affairs by the American River to you to manage. Don't let me down. ”

"Rest assured sir, everything is arranged. I swear in God's name that anyone who comes to negotiate will break Richard's neck with his own hands if he steps into this trap. ”

"And William Richardson."

"Yes, it's time to get rid of him, and I'll send these two to the gallows with my own hands."

"Great, I'm looking forward to it."

The two men looked at each other, and then laughed heartily, as if they had firmly grasped the victory in their hands.

The new town has opened its bloody mouth......