Chapter 6, Who Am I Really

Chen Jianqiu did not respond and handed him the bag in his hand

There are a total of five people

The bird seemed to not quite understand, while Sean was hesitant to roll his eyes

Are there still two people?

"Please hold on to this for us. If I truly wanted to kill you, I would have done it long ago." Chen Jianqiu cut the ropes binding him with an axe, "If you had taken that gun at the security office back then, or if you had revealed my and Feiniaos' whereabouts when you were being interrogated just now, I would have eliminated you."

Sean silently lamented in his heart, yet he said nothing. On one hand, he truly did not know; on the other hand, he genuinely did not want to reveal the direction in which the two had left

Did the chief of police tell you that they have these items?

Who am I, after all

Chen Jianqiu drew a revolver from his waist and shot each person on the ground, except for Johnny, before walking up to Johnny.

The Black man stood up, feeling that the clothes on his back were soaked through

It is possible that there are more than ten ounces here. What is likely to make him anxious should be this

We all like money, but if we want to survive, mutual trust is more important. Chen Jianqiu helped him up, saying, "Having gone through all this, we can consider ourselves friends."

Chen Jianqiu made a gesture to Feinia, who nodded in response. Feinia then drew her bow and aimed an arrow at the head of the only person in the crowd still holding a gun.

Well, I left in a bit of a hurry. He was quite angry at the time and only mentioned some valuables and a deerskin bag. The valuables are not important, but that deerskin bag must be retrieved. He didn't say what was inside it

"Bind him!" At Johnny's command, two subordinates tied Sean up securely, just like binding a piglet.

"You see, I told you that I would return the horse I borrowed," Chen Jianqiu said to Sean, shrugging his shoulders. "That horse will definitely run back to the Shiquan Town post station."

At this moment, the eyes of the Black man were filled with terror. Just a minute ago, those five living individuals were interrogating him about the whereabouts of the person in front of him. Now, one had an arrow pierced through his head, two had their chests blown open, and one was missing an arm, and without exception, their heads were all shattered.

Who am I? I do not know either. Chen Jianqiu crouched down to examine Johnny's wound; in this wilderness, it is estimated that he will not survive

"Who... who exactly are you?" Johnny asked tremulously, his voice shaking. The loss of blood and excruciating pain had brought him close to fainting. The person before him seemed like Satan, possessing a ruthlessness and calmness that could only belong to someone who had crawled out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood on the battlefield.

Sean, who was bound, had just recovered from his dizziness and looked at the gold in their hands, feeling a sense of inner collapse

He now sincerely admires this person, whose actions are swift, decisive, and courageous, even rivaling those of his own father

"Boss, the gun is not on him." The subordinate began to feel along his waist, reaching into his pocket and pulling out about ten dollars. "And the stolen money, oh, wait a minute..."

This bag of gold was secretly taken by him from the safe while carrying Chen Jianqiu, quietly tied to his waist with a string, stuffed into his underwear, pressed against his skin. It was uncomfortable all the way, but despite the jostling, it made no sound, and now it has fallen into the hands of Johnny and his group

From their words, it is evident that they intend to eliminate witnesses.

A few people were still gathered under the moonlight, discussing animatedly. Two individuals quietly approached from the shadows.

The bird was cleaning the battlefield. He scavenged some food and bullets from a few people's clothes and personal bags, stripped off a relatively intact jacket, and then stacked the guns to one side. After shooting that arrow with the librarian, he wanted to come up and help, but this person of the same skin color quickly resolved the battle in just a few moves.

Another one has fallen

Meanwhile, a shadow sprang out from the darkness, brandishing a shotgun, and fired two shots "bang bang" at the two individuals closest in the crowd

In an instant, the two fell to the ground, while Chen Jianqiu rushed forward in a swift step, seized the still-smoking barrel of the gun, and struck the person's head fiercely with the butt of the gun

With a whoosh, a feathered arrow sliced through the air, piercing the head of the man holding the spear cleanly through.

Chen Jianqiu tucked the pistol back into his waistband, picked up the bag of gold from the ground, and, holding the still-bloodied axe, walked towards Sean, who was bound and thrown on the ground

In this distance, marksmanship and the like are unimportant. Under the shotgun, all beings are equal

But in the next moment, he seemed to see the Grim Reaper appear before him. Chen Jianqiu threw away the shotgun in his hand, rushed forward, drew the axe from his waist, and with one swing, severed his entire arm cleanly.

Several individuals opened a bag under the moonlight, revealing a dazzling array of glimmering gold, which turned out to be small pieces of gold nuggets.

Johnny and a few of his subordinates exchanged glances, their expressions quite remarkable

In the book "Brothers," it states, "Last time at the tavern, I spared you a hand; do you still wish for my death? This time, I am powerless to help you." Chen Jianqiu pressed the gun against his forehead and ended his suffering with a single shot

Boss, this is over ten ounces of gold. How about we just say we didn't catch it, and then...

The subordinate continued to reach into the pocket, as if he had touched something.

In the series of actions just now, he felt as if they were instinctive, almost like muscle memory, just like when he played with a knife in the tavern last time

Chen, we now have a problem. He walked up to Chen Jianqiu and threw the jacket at him, "After the gun was fired, all the horses except my 'Huey' were scared away, so we have no horses left."

Sean's body began to twist, and another subordinate casually struck him with a rifle butt, nearly causing him to lose consciousness.

"Boss, boss, I really didn't intend to conceal the matter of the gold, I, I..." Sean began to stutter as he spoke

Johnny had not yet regained his composure, but the gunman's instinct prompted his hand to move towards his waist

"Let’s bring the rations and ammunition. Today, we will find a suitable place to set up camp and have something to eat. We will set off again tomorrow." Chen Jianqiu picked up Johnny's dagger from the ground, "This group represents almost all the police force in Shiquan Town. After they are unable to return in a couple of days, our names will appear on the bounty list of the state."

Chen Jianqiu slapped his forehead; as he looked around, he realized, as Feiniaos had said, that apart from his Appaloosa horse, all the other horses, including those belonging to Johnny and his group, had vanished without a trace

Jian Qiu took out two bullets from his pocket and loaded them into the barrels of the double-barreled shotgun. He tucked the Indian tomahawk of the flying bird at his waist, bent down, and quietly approached.

... ...

Sean, your money

Johnny pulled away his subordinate who was searching him, yanked down Sean's pants, and retrieved a small bag from his underwear

Isn't this the deerskin bag that cannot be spoken of

One subordinate began to search Sean's body

At that moment, excruciating pain radiated from his shoulder, and Johnny collapsed to the ground, crying out in agony

One, two, three... Chen Jianqiu silently counted the number of people while observing their positions. Under the moonlight, the individuals seemed to be dazzled by the gold, completely unaware of their presence

The bird placed the items in the saddlebag, and the three individuals continued walking southwest

Sean's head shook again like a rattle drum