Chapter 29: You are captured

"Drive, drive!"

The carriage ran rapidly on the streets of Denver.

Guo Jinzhang and the others ran out.

Although there was only one carriage, six people were stuffed into the carriage that could accommodate four people, while the other two were shrunk into the driver's seat...eight people were just right.

"Go, go!"

The driver was Jian Wang. This guy was not polite at all. He whipped his horse and ran wildly on the street with a whip. Along the way, countless white people who heard the fierce firefighting in the residential area of ​​Chinese workers, or saw the firelight coming out to watch the fun were frightened by the four-horse-like troika, and they didn't even have time to see who was driving. Even if they could see clearly, they couldn't react... So far, the "crimes" committed by Guo Jinzhang were only circulated among the senior officials of the Denver City Government and the senior officials of Chinese workers. Guo Jinzhang and others were to keep it secret, while Mayor Charlotte could not lose his face: he still wanted to run for the election. His wife and son were kidnapped by a "humble" Chinese worker. If this matter was spread, what would he still run for? Is the most embarrassing and useless mayor's title in history?

"Where are we going?"

They rushed out. They surrounded more than dozens of cowboys, and only eight people rushed out. Although the time was short, it was like a dream! Hou Nan and others couldn't believe it in the carriage, but despite this, their minds were very clear, and their brains told them very clearly: they ran out.

"It's not over yet. Even if we run out, we can't run far away when the cowboys chased us." Guo Jinzhang did not feel as relieved as everyone. At this moment, his brain was still in the extreme calm state just now, without sadness or joy: "After all, this is the home court. Denver is surrounded by grasslands, which is most suitable for tracking!"

"Then let's go into the mountain and find others!" Li Asheng shouted.

"No!" Guo Jinzhang directly rejected.

"If you don't go into the mountain, wait for someone to catch up?" Li Asheng said angrily, "What if you think this time is not dangerous enough?"

"When you enter the mountain, you say you can go into the mountain? There is nothing on your body. Do you really want to make a living by hunting? Winter is coming and it will snow soon. Do you know? Do you want more than 200 people to follow us to freeze or starve to death?" Guo Jinzhang glanced at him lightly, "What we need to do most now is to find hostages again!"

"So you still arrest the hostage?" This time, the mayor was so angry that he almost wrapped up everyone. Now he is still arrested?

"That's right." Guo Jinzhang nodded, "We can't run away from others. When we enter the mountain, we are almost waiting to die. Even if we don't starve to death, we will still freeze to death. Therefore, in order to be able to leave here safely, we have to catch hostages and let the other party throw themselves at the harassment, in exchange for enough preparation time!"

"Then stop and grab some on both sides of the road..." Liu Tongfu squatted in the middle of the carriage with his waist halfway through his waist. He couldn't help but look up and said when he heard this.

"No. You can't do it casually. This hostage must have enough weight!" Guo Jinzhang rejected.

"Is it enough?" Qian Shide glanced at him, then looked at the street scene flying backwards outside: "I'm afraid it's not easy to catch!"

"How much explosives are there?" Guo Jinzhang thought for a while, and then asked.

"Originally, there were thirty bundles of explosives in total. In that battle just now, I'll count... one, two, three... well, eleven bundles!" Zhao Dachang looked at everyone and said.

"Eleven bundles! Enough!" Guo Jinzhang nodded, reached out and knocked on the carriage board, "Awang, go to the court!"

"Okay! Court! Drive..."

"Myers has caused such a big disturbance this time, will there be any trouble?"

Guo Jinzhang and others quickly moved towards the court. Their goal was very certain, the judge who sentenced Guo Jinzhang to hang, Frederi Kerr. The United States' administration, legislation and law enforcement powers were separated. The district judge and mayor were basically the three horses in the city. The judge's energy may not be as good as the mayor, but the influence was definitely not small. You must know that compared to the mayor, the judge is closer to the law. If they were arrested... Unfortunately, Guo Jinzhang and others did not expect that they could rush out, so the others would naturally be even more unexpected. At this moment, their goal was not aware of the danger they were about to encounter, but was still drinking with the guests comfortably. That's right, it was the guests. The district judge was not taking self-reward, but held a mini-cool party and invited two guests.

And naturally, the person who gets along with the magistrate is not an ordinary person. The two guests are dressed very gorgeously, but one of them is extremely fat. Sitting on the sofa almost like a layer of super thick meat pads, which makes people feel a little upset... If Guo Jinzhang was here, he would probably recognize this person immediately, because this person is Angelo... The owner of the second largest slaughterhouse in Denver, and he was also the so-called lawyer who "helped" him to plead guilty in the law without even defending his defense, so that Kerr could successfully sentence him to death.

This behavior is very despicable. If it were in some big cities in the east, the Angelo lawyer would probably be revoked by the judge on the spot... Even if he just doesn't want to defend a Chinese who was excluded by white Americans, after all, a country's judicial system still needs some face!

But that was only in the east, and it could only be in some larger cities.

Because it is still in the 19th century!

Even though it was the end of the century, American laws were still not sound, both in the law itself and in the judicial system. Especially in the western region, there were no courts in many places, let alone judges. When criminals were caught, police usually played guest judges to judge them. This also made many policemen in the western United States become local dominances, and the saying "I am the law" became the catchphrase of many local sheriffs.

Denver was the same more than a decade ago, and it was not until it became the state capital of Colorado. But even so, the composition of the court was still very simple, not only without many members, but also without any decent office locations. Even Fredry Kerr, who is a district judge, was originally just a down-and-out lawyer in Boston.

However, no matter what his previous origins are, no one can deny the fact that Judge Fredry Kerr was at this time one of the highest officials in Denver City, tied with Mayor Miles Charlotte, so Denver must show some respect for him.

"I don't think this is a big deal. In my opinion, it should be extremely strict with those yellow people." Angelo shook his fat body and looked despicable: "Those guys should sleep in the stable."

"Angelo, you're purely because of jealousy. Jealousy, do you understand?" An old man opposite Angelo, with a small lens on one eye, looked at him with a joke: "You are too stingy. The salaries of those yellow people are so cheap that they can't be cheaper, but even so, you still want to deduct a part of them. I've never seen a stingy person like you!... They don't help you with work because of yourself, but you have to blame them on the other hand! God, you will go to hell."

"Ilge, have you not deducted the salaries of those yellow people?" Angelo retorted.

"At least I'm not as crazy as you. You even want them to help you with nothing! Oh my God, even slaves, you should at least leave them enough food to survive, right?" Ilger's glasses with only one lens reflected the light, and looked at Angelo and kept sneering.

"Okay, gentlemen, it's not the time for internal conflict. Moreover, after today's events, I think you will soon get a considerable number of free laborers!" Frederi Kerr smiled and inserted into the middle of the two, pointing out the window: "Did you see it? The settlement of those yellow people!"

"I've seen it long ago." Angelo curled his lips, "I hope all the monkeys will be burned to ashes!"

"If this is your wish..." Ilge glanced at him disdainfully, "When the mayor comes back, I will hand over all his captives to me."

"Prisoner?" Angelo was stunned. "Didn't the mayor go to destroy the thugs?"

"Eliminate?" Judge Kerr shook his head helplessly, "Angelo, there are hundreds of people. Do you think the mayor mayor can eliminate them all? And, why do you think I would invite you here at this time? You are a lawyer and need to defend the Chinese who are about to be sent to the court..."

"It's just a group of yellow people. No one will stand up for them. What else is needed to defend them? Just make a judgment directly? And..." Angelo pointed out the window, "You also saw that. Those yellow people are setting fires. They want to burn all the entire Denver... This is a devilish behavior. In order to protect our city, the mayor led his subordinates to eliminate all these devils that should go to hell. This is the act of a hero! This behavior should be appreciated."

"But there are hundreds of people!" Irge rolled his eyes.

"So what about a few hundred people? We never lenient when we drove those Indians to the reserve! At that time, why were there only a few hundred people?" Angelo said indifferently.

"That's true, Mr. Mayor is running for governor and always has to leave a good impression on everyone. And, as I just said," Judge Kerr smiled, "some free labor is good for the rich people in Denver. Isn't it?"

"It's absolutely right." Ilge nodded repeatedly and looked at Angelo again: "But I think Mr. Angelo must not think so, right?"

"Actually, I was just saying it just now. Don't think that you can swallow my part with these few words. Don't think about it!" Angelo glared at the old guy, "I want at least one-third of those captive yellow people!"

"One-third? You crazy. Mayor himself wants half of it, and you have to go one-third. What should I do?" Ilge shouted.

"My slaughterhouse needs a large number of workers!" Angelo said with his chest raised and his belly raised.

"Don't I need mine?" Seeing that the fat man wanted to suppress others with his might, Irge couldn't help but say angrily.

"Gentlemen..."

"Bang, bang..."

"boom……"

Seeing the two of them arguing, Kerr couldn't help but feel a headache. Just as he was about to persuade him, a gunshot suddenly came from outside, followed by a loud explosion, which shocked everyone in the living room a little dazed. Before they could react, the door was suddenly stomped open with a rough foot. Then, the people in the room saw the...yellow race people:

"Gentlemen, it's really hard to find you... But this is better, so we can avoid going to 'invite' one by one. Now, the cocktail party is over, come with us... you are captured!"
Chapter completed!