Ambush at close range and use Maxim to intercept and kill. This kind of ambush is unsolvable.

In particular, Zhao Chuanxin placed a Maxim on top of the big stone and two Maxims on both sides of the big stone, with ammunition chains already placed on them.

Only shoot when the state trooper approaches!

They didn't use that much ammunition at all. One Maxim was so powerful that it didn't malfunction and jam the bullet chain. This was enough to make this team of state police walk away without food.

Of the more than 20 state troopers, most were killed or injured, and only three were still alive.

Zhao Chuanxin shouted: "Give you a way to survive. Go back and ask your chief to call Roosevelt and ask him to repeal the Chinese Exclusion Act. Otherwise, I will fight all the way to the White House and make that bastard old man sleepless!"
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The three people looked at the corpses on the ground, many of which had been beaten and cut off at the waist. They were so frightened that they lost control of their bowels and urine!

When a heavy machine gun fires, even if the bullets just fly by, the skin will leave a large burn-like wound. If it touches the skin, it will be a big hole. If you are hit by machine guns continuously, the person will be beaten to pieces!

Those three people's legs are weak and they can't walk.

Zhao Chuanxin shouted again: "I'll give you ten seconds, if you don't leave, don't leave."

The state police officer really wanted to call out: "My legs are really weak and I can't walk."

You almost get on the horse with your legs on your back, hit the horse and run away!

Zhao Chuanxin happily put away his gun, then went to hand over the weapons of the state police and continued on his way.

Folsom Town.

The town is very peaceful, there is not much wind and sand here, and the trees are shady.

There is a river, which is the lifeblood of the town and supports the growth of crops.

The river turns a corner at the edge of the town and merges into the lake.

An outsider came to the town, a Chinese on horseback.

Many people cast curious glances, but no one said anything rude for the time being.

Everything was normal until Zhao Chuanxin came to the bar.

He pushed the door open and entered, and there was a sudden silence in the busy bar.

Zhao Chuanxin took off his gloves as he walked, rubbed his hands and said to the bartender: "Have a glass of beer."

The bartender was bald, holding a cigarette in his mouth and squinting at Zhao Chuanxin without saying anything.

"Are you deaf? I want a beer."

The bartender seemed unable to believe his ears.

"What did you say?"

"I said, let me get you a fucking beer!"

Suddenly, a man next to him opened his clothes, revealing a revolver specially designed for cowboys, and pointed it at Zhao Chuanxin with his nose.

"What are you doing? Want to shoot? Can you try?"

The man's hand slowly moved towards the holster.

Bang!

The man fell to the ground.

One of his companions was dumbfounded and shouted angrily as he was about to draw his gun.

Bang!

"Is there any more?"

Sure enough, there are still fools.

The process of development in the west is always full of blood and violence, which makes the people on this land very barbaric.

"American-style Iai" became popular little by little during this process.

Another person is preparing to pull out a gun unexpectedly.

Bang!

"Come on, continue!"

No one dares to touch this one.

Everyone discovered that the man was not using a revolver, but a semi-automatic pistol that could be easily fired with one hand. Many people had never seen or heard of such a gun.

Although Americans invented semi-automatic pistols very early, revolvers are still the mainstream in this land.

"When there's no one around, just pour the wine."

The bartender poured a glass of beer with trembling fingers and carefully scraped off the foam with a scraper.

Zhao Chuanxin took a sip, frowned, and placed the cup on the counter.

I'm used to drinking beer, but I can't stand such a bitter beer.

He threw a piece of Yingyang to the bar: "Is there any milk? Give me a cup, coffee is also fine. Also, if any of you want to call the police, just go ahead and do it."

Zhao Chuanxin took a glass of freshly poured milk and drank it. It was very fragrant.

Many people have always believed that if you do your duty honestly, others will think you are harmless.

This directly led to the current "Chinese Exclusion Act" and also led to the United States still advocating a new "Chinese Exclusion Act" on a global scale a hundred years later.

In fact, Zhao Chuanxin has never understood it. Doesn't anyone understand that no matter how harmless you are, people will not get along well with you because they think you are a good person?

Isn’t it possible that such a simple truth cannot be understood in a hundred years?

People who ask for mercy from others are usually a doormat, but Zhao Chuanxin always likes to hold the barrel of a gun and talk because he stands up straight.

I have to say that Americans are really brave.

After hearing his words, someone immediately ran out and called the police.

Zhao Chuanxin did not stop him and allowed him to leave.

After a while, a man's voice sounded outside: "I am Robert De Niro, the Sheriff of Folsom Town. People inside, listen up. You have been surrounded. I advise you to raise your hands and come out."
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What he said was a bit complicated, and Zhao Chuanxin found it difficult to listen.

So, he simply asked: "Are everyone here?"

Robert De Niro spat, pinched his waist and said: "Yes sir, it's neater than you think."

"That's great."

Then, everyone in the bar saw this man getting a machine gun out of nowhere.

Tata Tata...

The police sergeant, who was expecting an old god outside, immediately fell into a pool of blood.

At this time, there were three gunmen across the street facing the bar door, two gunmen were ambushing on the roof of the building, and there were two gunmen at both ends of the street.

The police chief seemed to think that everything was safe, so he was a little overconfident.

As a result, he died on the street!

Zhao Chuanxin opened his own arm while firing. On the blue ghost armor, Xingyue gave a map of the distribution of creatures outside. Apparently there were two humanoid creatures ambushed on the roof.

So he raised the muzzle of the gun, Tata, Tata...

Two screams, they stopped abruptly as soon as they started.

So dead...

Zhao Chuanxin looked at his arm, then turned the gun and pointed it at the wooden wall of the bar.

Tata Tata...

From his arm, Zhao Chuanxin could see the blood splattered on the body of the humanoid creature representing the gunman. He nodded with satisfaction. Then he turned the muzzle of the gun to the right.

It's a pity that the person on the right didn't have a strong will and turned around and ran away.

Zhao Chuanxin walked out of the door with a gun, looked around, turned around and said to the bartender: "Save your life, tell your President Roosevelt to repeal the Chinese Exclusion Act, or go all the way to the White House and kill him. Now,

Guys, tell me where the bank is in your town?"

The cigarette from the bartender's mouth fell on the bar counter, as if he didn't realize it.

He pointed in the direction of the bank. Zhao Chuanxin held up the brim of his hat and nodded to him, not forgetting to remind him: "Remember to tell Roosevelt to repeal the Chinese Exclusion Act."

I went to the bank to withdraw money...

……

Things are really going on in the western United States.

The news media followed suit and reported that the vicious thug was not only shown in newspapers across the United States, but also in European countries.

Zhao Chuanxin originally felt that being in a foreign country was like a tiger emerging from its cage, and there was no need to remain anonymous.
To be continued...