A caravan of immigrants is struggling along the dusty road to the west, having just gotten off the train at the station, and now they have to travel hundreds of kilometers in these caravans to a small town in Galilee. The town was originally left behind during the gold rush, but as the gold mining ran out, the town became deserted, but with the arrival of new settlers, it was bound to come back to life.

But the journey was not a peaceful one, for there were Indians everywhere, and these Indians were driven all the way here, and then driven into the backwoods, where they were filled with hatred for the white man. As long as they had the opportunity, they did not mind killing a team of immigrants. Anyway, there are many immigrants and no one cares, so attacking them, on the one hand, can vent their hatred, on the other hand, they can also make a little money.

In addition to the Indians, gangs are also a great threat. The history of these gangs is quite long, of course, this long according to the American standard, if you take China and other countries with a long history, this kind of gang has only a hundred years of history is not a long history, you know, in China Xiangxi, some gangs even from the Ming Dynasty until the establishment of the Republic.

Most of the gangs here were formed during the gold rush that started a hundred years ago. Numerous people flocked to California to look for gold, but not everyone was willing to bend over for hours at a time in the mines, and not everyone was able to dig for gold as they wished. In such a place where there is hardly any social order (if there was social order, it would not be the turn of these fishermen to dig for gold, the gold would certainly be rounded up in the name of the "state"), watching those lucky ones dig up large pieces of gold and get rich overnight, and how many people can't resist the temptation?

In this way, gangs emerged like mushrooms on the grass after a heavy rain, so much so that at one time the number of gangs was not much less than those who were doing legitimate trading (many gold miners also worked as thieves). Later, as the gold was mined out, the gold miners gradually dispersed, and so did the gangs. But there are still some gangs that have survived, such as the Dawney gang, which is the most famous gang in the area.

"Boss, there is another group of immigrants who want to cross the river to Red Rock. There are more than 100 of them. Yesterday, they got off at the station and rented 15 caravans. Also, they seem to have hired eleven guards - including a Chinese pig." A small bandit was reporting to a large, bearded, crookedly wearing a captain's hat, with a distinctive scar on his face, who looked like a leader.

"Well, what is the armed condition of these people?" The leader-like man asked.

"The same as before, most of them have guns. But that's okay. How many of the newcomers have played with guns anyway? Even with a gun, they can't hit anything." The small bandit replied.

"Who are the guards?" The chief continued.

"That's easy to find out." The small bandit took out a piece of paper and handed it to the chief, "These guys advertised at the train station, so I took one."

The chief took the piece of paper and saw a picture of two staggered rifles and a large lock with a line of large black letters below: "Blackwater Security. There were some small letters below, and when you looked at them, they read: "Blackwater Security Company, customizing all kinds of security services for you. The scope of business includes ......"

"Ten people, (the person talking automatically dismissed the Chinese pig) and a bunch of guys who can't do anything but cause trouble, how useful can they be? At most, they can only deal with small groups of Indians, but against us, it's a death wish." One of the bandits did not care to say.

"The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services.

"Doesn't the Gray Wolf tribe happen to be nearby? Wouldn't it be better if we could let them play with the immigrants first, and then we could go pick up a bargain?" Someone suggested this idea.

"Let the Indians on? What's wrong with your brain? If the Indians attack with all their might, the settlers won't be able to stop them. When the time comes, the Indians will still give you what you've got?" Immediately, there was a rebuttal.

"The last time she took our money, she deliberately arrived late to give us enough time. I think he will be willing to help this time. We can let them go to the Indian's nest at this critical moment. This way, the Indians will have to return to help, and then, we can ......"

"In that case, that son of a bitch Doyle will be a lion to open his mouth. Last time he took the whole $1,000 without doing anything! This time also moved horses, we have worked hard to grab the things only a small half for him to take."

"This is also better than letting our people rush first ......"

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The Chinese scumbag called Yang Tai is not a regular employee of Blackwater, he's just a helper for Mason, the muddle-headed private hire who hit someone's target in the finals. He was a piglet trafficked to the United States, but unlike ordinary piglets, he was not one of those who were tricked into thinking that the United States was full of gold and gave money to the snakeheads to sell themselves over, he was sold to the United States by a Manchu official called Li Fugui.

Yang Tai is a "hair bandit", that is, a member of the Taiping Rebellion, or a small leader. If it were not for the fact that he did not come from a bad background and was not an authentic "God-worshipper" but a member of the Hongmen (also known as the Heaven and Earth Society) who joined the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom with Luo Zhuan. Perhaps his official position in the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom could have been higher. However, even though Luo outline was not able to get a throne, Luo outline's subordinates are even more needless. After Luo's death, Yang Tai was sent to fight in the Xiagang generation, but he lost the battle and became a prisoner. But who knew that the Qing demon who captured them was a money-minded person who casually chopped off the heads of a few fleeing civilians and brought them to the court for reward, and sold them to the Americans as "sturdy pigs"? "They were sold to American traffickers. So, Yang Tai escaped death and came to the United States.

To the United States, Yang Tai was bought to dig, originally, was trafficked to do this piglet, almost in no time will die of overwork or something. But Yang Tai is a hard life, after working for a year, the economic crisis came. The mine owner went bankrupt, but Yang Tai escaped with his life.

Later, he went to the Chinese district of San Francisco, where he became a helper in a restaurant. During this time, Yang Tai, who had a good talent, did learn some basic English.

A year ago, Mason occasionally went to San Francisco and was lucky enough to encounter a scene that many men envision when they are in YA - a hero saving a beautiful woman. In an alleyway, he saw two hoodlums moving their hands and feet on a woman. But unfortunately, Mason was not carrying a gun - no one would be okay with carrying a 1.4 meter MacDonald 1857 rifle on the street, and the two hoodlums each seemed bigger than Mason.

Mason gauged the situation, feeling that the bare hands to go up most likely not the opponent. So he looked around and saw a brick in the corner, remembering what Scrooge had said when he was chatting with them: "Even if you're good, you're afraid of a kitchen knife, and even if you're good, a brick will knock you down. So he picked up the brick and sneaked past the two hoodlums.

Mason's original plan was to take advantage of the two hooligans not paying attention, touching up first a brick to shoot over one, and then, by shooting over the opponent after the momentum, scare the remaining one, it is a great success. However, the world is not as good as it should be, nine times out of ten, Mason came from behind, the two hooligans did not see, but the woman saw the fatal. So the woman shouted towards Mason: "Help, come and help me."

The two hoodlums looked back and saw Mason holding a brick with a tiptoe. So, one hoodlum immediately turned around and pulled out a dagger, and slanted his eyes at Mason: "Get away from me if you don't want to die." The other hoodlum continued to move his hands and feet against the woman.

Mason immediately hid the brick behind his back: "Sorry, I was passing by, you guys continue, not to disturb." While saying that, but also while backing up. Seeing Mason back away, the woman cried in despair. The rascal saw Mason so sensible, contemptuous grunt, smoothly put away the dagger.

The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers. As for the woman, well, I hope she can hold out until the police officers who got the police to arrive.

Mason is a good marksman, but his accuracy in throwing bricks is far from being comparable to using a gun. The hoodlum didn't even make any dodging moves, but the brick flew past him from a distance of more than a meter. The hoodlum was furious and lunged at Mason with his knife drawn. Mason was about to turn around and run when he saw an explosion of blood on the hoodlum's head - half a brick flew in from nowhere and smashed straight into the guy's head.

The brick was so powerful that it knocked the hoodlum unconscious on the ground. The other hoodlum found something wrong, just turned around and saw a man lunging at him at an alarming speed, his hand just reached into his pocket to pull out the guy, the man had already rushed to the front, and then he felt a sharp pain in his lower body, and directly passed out.

This unlucky egg did not see the whole process clearly, but as a bystander, Mason can see clearly. Just in the morning, a man suddenly from the alley that side twenty meters from here at the corner out, almost a blink of an eye to the hooligan's heel. This man flew up, a direct kick, on the hooligans that talked above ...... this guy, let Mason feel their bottom and also a little hidden pain. This suddenly rushed out of the person Yang Tai.