America 1881: Legend of the West
Chapter 525: The Strongest Female Bounty in the West
Chapter 525: The Strongest Female Bounty in the West
The manager shivered for a long time before opening the heavy door of the vault.
It was pitch dark in the vault and nothing could be seen.
"Go and turn on the light!" Torrio moved his neck.
Under the triangular scarf, his face was twitching with excitement.
This would be the first step in all his plans.
The manager touched the wall and pulled the cord of the light in the room.
The vault was suddenly brightly lit and suddenly enlightened.
Stacks of boxes were stacked in the room. In the corner, there were some hemp eggs with holes stuck in them, which were bulging inside.
The manager's eyes were wandering and he looked a little nervous.
But this little move was caught by Torrio.
He waved his hand at his men: "Boys, go load things up, hurry up, we have ten minutes."
The masked gang members dispersed and headed towards the boxes and sacks respectively.
Torrio turned around and looked at the manager with squinted eyes.
"What? Are you planning to run away? My friend?" He bent over and patted the manager on the cheek with the barrel of his gun. "You should be a witness. Otherwise, if your boss asks you later, it will be difficult for you to explain. "
The manager didn't even dare to express his anger.
"@!#!@¥#" he muttered quietly.
"Sorry, please speak louder, otherwise, I will have to stick the barrel of the gun into your mouth."
Torrio moved the barrel of his gun toward the manager's mouth.
"I said it! I said it." The manager was excited and was about to speak.
His words were interrupted.
"Boss! There's nothing in the box!
shouted a masked gangster who was rummaging through boxes and cabinets.
"Boss! There isn't one here either!"
Another person also said.
Torrio turned around.
Those boxes have all been opened by his subordinates, but there is nothing inside.
He walked to the sack in the corner, reached into the sack, and grabbed a handful of the contents.
They are all bills of arrears.
There are copies that the government owes others, and there are originals that others owe the government.
Torrio looked carefully at the names of those who owed money to the government. They were all members of Tammany Hall.
Many of them are important officials in the New York City government.
"Hahahaha! Hahahaha!" The Italian suddenly threw the white bills into the air.
The bills fell from the air like snowflakes and scattered all over the floor.
He looked crazy and laughed sharply.
The surrounding gang members looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while.
Torrio's laughter soon stopped.
He pulled off his mask, walked quickly to the manager, and put the gun to his head again.
But this time, his index finger was already on the trigger.
"My dear friend, please tell me, where did the money in the vault go?!" Torrio's eyes widened, his mouth widened with a crazy smile, and his tongue subconsciously licked his lower lip.
"No, no money, really, really no." The manager could no longer form a complete sentence.
"My friend, let me tell you frankly, if you don't say anything, you will only have three seconds to live in this world!"
"3!"
"2!"
"1!"
Just when Torrio was about to pull the trigger, a voice came from outside the vault door.
"Don't make things difficult for this poor man. He didn't lie. The New York City government really doesn't have a penny left."
A yellow-skinned face appeared at the door of the vault.
He was wearing a black woolen coat and a soft-top hat. His eyes were sharp and the black stubble on his chin and lips made his angular face look even tougher.
In his hand, he held a golden revolver.
Compared with more than ten years ago, Chen Jianqiu is less green and more mature.
Behind him were Holiday, who was wearing glasses, Li Sifu, who was holding a semi-automatic rifle, and the agents from the Border Detective Agency.
The room gang was the first to react.
He raised the gun in his hand and wanted to shoot Chen Jianqiu.
But it was accompanied by several rapid gunshots.
Those people lay on the ground one after another.
Chen Jianqiu's gun was smoking.
He shook his revolver at Torrio:
"A few more bullets for the rest of you."
"Ah, Mr. Chen, I have long admired you."
Torrio did not put down the gun in his hand, but looked at Chen Jianqiu.
He has seen Chen Jianqiu's photos and has been studying Chen Jianqiu's fortune. Today he finally saw a living person.
"It seems that my younger brothers on the first floor should not entertain you properly on my behalf." He said to Chen Jianqiu.
"My level is too low. I never pay attention to my behind. I was knocked down by two flying knives." Chen Jianqiu looked around with an indifferent look on his face.
"Your plan is very good. It should be enough to deal with those idiots in the New York Police Department. But you probably didn't expect that Tammany Hall has hollowed out the New York City Government to this extent, right?" He said with some sympathy. Look at Torrio.
"Actually, you can't get anything by going to Wells Fargo Bank." Chen Jianqiu said, "After all, there is not much gold in the entire United States now."
"So, you guessed it, right?" Torrio asked.
Chen Jianqiu pointed at himself:
"Challenge your own protective umbrella, make false claims in the east and west, and confuse the situation. You are imitating my success trajectory everywhere, even seeking the first pot of gold."
"So, I think about it with my own thinking, and I know what you will do."
He paused and pointed at Holiday with his thumb:
"Of course, you also made a mistake. In New York, you can't accomplish anything if you ignore the Border Detective Agency."
Torrio, who took off his triangle scarf, smiled even more wildly:
"Oh? Really? So, do you think we are the same person?"
Chen Jianqiu did not answer.
"Yes, we are different. You have weaknesses, but I don't!" Torrio asked himself, while looking at the bank manager who was pointed at his gun.
The manager was frightened out of his mind.
"Should we let us go, or should we watch this man die?" Torio stared at Chen Jianqiu.
"Do you think I care about this man's life or death? Do you know why I left Sheriff Roosevelt on the first floor?" Chen Jianqiu spread his hands, "Kill him if you want. After killing him, your head will be with yours." The subordinates also blossomed.”
The Italian laughed again.
He twisted his neck like a poisonous snake.
"If you don't care about this person's life, then do you care about your own family?" He stared at Chen Jianqiu, "If I remember correctly, your wife and children should live in the mansion at No. 36 York Avenue, right?"
Holiday and Li Sifu's expressions changed instantly.
"Chen, do you want me to send someone to protect them right now?" Holiday asked anxiously in a low voice into Chen Jianqiu's ear.
"It's too late, Mr. Chen. The mole and five others are already on their way." Torio raised his eyebrows. "Believe me, if you kill me here, tomorrow, the bodies of your wife and children will appear on the river bank just like that policeman."
"If you dare to touch even a hair on their head!" Li Sifu was furious and wanted to beat up this ignorant Italian.
“Haha, haha, hahahahahaha.” Torrio whistled. “There’s nothing I can do. You Border Detective Agency should be familiar with people like Gopher. He should have almost as many criminal records as an ordinary person there, right? Huh? Hahaha.”
Chen Jianqiu raised his hand to signal Li Sifu not to move.
He folded his arms over his chest and tapped his shoulder with the revolver in his hand.
He tilted his head and looked at Torrio.
"Mr. Chen, can we sit down and talk now?" asked the Italian.
Chen Jianqiu shook his head.
He took a sudden step forward and was almost instantly close to the Italian.
Chen Jianqiu grabbed his head, raised his knee, and kneed Torrio under the ribs.
Torrio didn't see Chen Jianqiu's movements clearly at all. He just felt a sudden suffocation, and then a sharp pain came from the place where he was pushed.
He doubled over in pain, and the gun fell out of his hand.
Then he was hit again hard.
Chen Jianqiu's elbow hit the Italian's back hard from top to bottom.
The Italian fell to the ground.
"Tie him up for me and hand him over to Roosevelt later." Chen Jianqiu straightened his clothes.
"Hahahahahaha, Chen Jianqiu, you are indeed a ruthless man who abandoned his wife and children. I like you more and more! Haha, cough, haha, cough, cough," Torrio, who was held down by the detective, said while panting. But Chen Jianqiu's next sentence made the Italian unable to laugh for the first time.
"You said you studied me, but don't you even know what my wife used to do? You don't really think my wife is just a pretty face, do you? Where did you get this illusion, Italian brother?"
Torrio's "idol" looked at him with pity.
Not only did they pity him, but they also felt pity for those unlucky guys who had caused trouble for Camilla.
36 York Avenue, Upper East Side, the mansion of Robert Astor.
This is a wealthy area with beautiful environment and quiet surroundings.
Normally, the police will patrol and guard the area and check on suspicious people.
Not even a single policeman.
Because Bullock transferred all the uniformed personnel away.
"The Big Bad Wolf dressed up as Little Red Riding Hood's grandmother and knocked on the door."
Camilla sat on a chair by the window in the room, holding a fairy tale book and telling a story to little Peng Kun who was lying on his lap.
But Xiaopeng Kun didn't seem to have much interest in his mother's story.
He was playing with a golden revolver.
His father's.
Only Chen Jianqiu
Only a father like this, and a mother like Camilla, would let their children play with a revolver.
"Mom, why didn't Dad play with us when he came to New York?" Xiao Pengkun raised his head, blinked his eyes, and looked at Camilla.
"He's very busy." Camilla stroked Xiao Pengkun's head and said gently, "Didn't you ask your father for his revolver? This is his third most precious thing."
"What is the second precious thing?" Xiao Peng Kun asked, tilting his head.
"it's me."
"What about the first treasure?"
"It's you, silly child!" Camilla closed the fairy tale book.
"Dong dong dong."
A maid stood at the door of the room and knocked on it.
"What's wrong?" Camilla asked.
"Madam, there's someone knocking on the door. They say someone's here to deliver a wardrobe. It's the wardrobe that Mr. Chen ordered." The maid answered respectfully.
"Wardrobe?" Camilla was a little confused.
She couldn't remember when Chen Jianqiu had mentioned to her that he had ordered a wardrobe.
"Are they still at the door?" Camilla asked.
"Yes, ma'am." The maid nodded.
Camilla pushed aside the inner veil of the curtains and looked through the window toward the door.
Sure enough, there were several men in workers' clothes and hats standing at the door.
Behind them was a wardrobe that was as tall as a person.
After Camilla took a glance, the expression on her face suddenly changed.
As the best female bounty hunter in the West, her sense of smell is extremely sensitive.
Fugitives, thieves, and murderers basically could not escape her violet eyes.
What's more, her husband's taste is not so bad as to order a cabinet of this style and workmanship that is so rough at first glance.
"Take Peng Kun to the second floor and find a place to hide." She stood up and said to the maid, "No matter what happens outside, don't come out."
"Mom, what happened?"
Xiao Pengkun suddenly felt that his mother had become very strange, murderous, and cold as ice.
"Go hide," Camilla said.
Xiao Pengkun shook his head: "Mom, I'm not going anywhere."
Camilla glanced at her son and nodded, then waved at the frightened maid, indicating that she should find a place to hide.
She walked quickly to the bed.
He pulled out a box from under the bed and opened it.
Inside lay a sniper rifle with a scope, a newly developed automatic pistol by Browning, a dagger and some bullets.
Camilla took out the pistol, dagger and bullets.
She handed some bullets to Xiao Pengkun.
Xiaopeng Kun's eyes lit up.
"Mom, are there bullets to play with again?"
While reloading her pistol, Camilla said to Xiao Pengkun, "Yes, the big bad wolf is knocking on our door. Just fight it the way your father and I taught you."
Xiaopeng Kun nodded.
He also followed his mother and loaded the bullets.
At this time, outside the gate.
The mole was listening carefully to the movement inside the door.
"Boss, why do we need to bring such a big wardrobe?" The subordinate was a little confused and asked while looking at the cabinet behind him.
"Because we need to put the woman and the child in here and take them back." Another subordinate, who looked a little smarter, answered quickly.
"Boss, do you want someone dead or alive?"
"Alive, but it should be okay for us to touch her. I heard that woman is very beautiful, hehe, hehe." The man opened his mouth wide and his saliva was almost flowing out.
As the two were discussing, the mole was already getting a little impatient.
The servant went in and didn't make any movement for a long time. Maybe he noticed something and ran away from the back.
Can't wait any longer.
He pulled out his lock-picking tools from his clothes and started working on them.
Not long after, the lock was opened.
The mole pushed open the door.
It was quiet inside.
He originally planned to step in, but after thinking for a moment, he called out to the subordinate behind him who had just been talking nonsense:
"Hey, you go ahead."
When the subordinate heard this, he immediately walked in with a swagger.
It seemed like there was really no one in the room, even the maid who was there was gone.
Several people came to the hall.
"Boss, are they not at home or have they run away?" asked the subordinate.
"Let's go to the second floor and have a look." The mole said with a gloomy face.
However, just as they walked towards the stairs and prepared to go up to the second floor.
All I heard was a gunshot.
The person walking in front fell to the ground instantly, and the blood flowing from his chest dyed the floor red.
A Chinese child who looked only seven or eight years old was standing on the stairs on the second floor.
He held a golden revolver in both hands, with smoke still coming out of the muzzle.
The gopher was a little bit unbelievable.
He really couldn't believe that it was the bullet shot by this child that led to the death of his subordinate!
"You have soiled our floor." Xiao Pengkun said coldly, looking at the blood on the floor.
The Rat and the others reached hastily for their revolvers.
However, a red shadow appeared silently behind them.
Camilla came out of hiding wearing a red dress and holding a pistol.
"Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!"
She emptied her gun in an instant, and also knocked down the remaining five people, including the mole.
When she was a bounty hunter in the West, this Caribbean beauty was famous for the low survival rate of her wanted criminals.
Generally, when completing a "live or die" bounty, she prefers to choose "die", even though the bounty will be less.
When she was a bounty hunter, the amount of the bounty was secondary. Her original purpose was to uphold justice and help the weak.
Camilla has always believed that the best outcome for those bullying villains is to die at her hands.
"Peng Kun, go back to your room. You have completed your task well today." Camilla waved to her son, as if they had just completed the homework assigned by the teacher.
Xiaopeng Kun left obediently.
Camilla squatted down and looked at the gopher who was still alive.
She looked at the man on the ground covering his wound with her violet eyes expressionlessly.
"You killed someone. This house doesn't belong to you. Just wait for the gallows." The mole said, rolling his eyes.
Camilla said nothing.
She had no habit of talking to her prey, especially dying prey.
She pulled out her dagger and cut the mole's throat cleanly.
(End of this chapter)
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