Chapter 604 Hanging and Confession
"Twelve...twelve good people who are very different from you have tried you and said that you are guilty. Look at the good things you have committed. You..." The drunken police chief on the wooden platform pointed at a person who was being raped. The guy with his hands and feet tied and a rope around his neck said.
"You fought with people over a horse and stabbed the owner of the horse to death with a knife, causing a mother to lose her son, a wife to lose her husband, and an innocent child to lose his father. Do you have anything else to say?"
"Yes, I failed to control my temper at the time and accidentally killed him, which is why I ended up in this situation. But it's too late to say anything now." The dwarf obviously knew that he was about to die and took a breath, "I just I hope I can apologize to the family of the man I killed, although I know they may not forgive me, so be it."
After saying that, he nodded at the Sheriff and closed his mouth.
The next moment a black hood was put on his head.
At this time, the drunkard police sergeant walked up to another person. The guy was a very strong-looking man. When he saw the other drunkard police sergeant's eyes, there was an undisguised look of disgust.
"You insulted your sister-in-law while your brother was out selling cattle, and you killed your brother after the incident was revealed. Such evil deeds happened in this land, which is a blatant violation of the judicial system and human morality. Provocation, I should have killed you when you escaped, I shouldn't have let you live for so many more days and waste food, okay, let's say your last words."
"No, you arrested the wrong person. You shouldn't believe what that [Beep] guy said. It wasn't me who killed my brother! There was another adulterer. The two of them worked together to frame me, so that my brother and I would die. , the ranch fell into the hands of her and her lover.”
Compared with the previous dwarf, the second man was obviously very excited. He kept yelling and struggling desperately. His face was full of despair. The person responsible for the execution had to give him a blow on his back. , which made him calm down a little.
The alcoholic police chief snorted coldly when he heard this, "Your trial is over, and the jury has made their choice. If you still have any objections to this part, you can tell him directly when you see God. He said, oh...sorry I almost forgot, there is no way a scoundrel like you can see God, go to hell, bastard, next."
After saying that, he took out the bottle again, took a sip of whiskey, and then walked to the last one-armed man. "You..." The drunkard police chief only said one word before he got stuck, pointing at the one-armed man. The man and the latter stared at each other for a long time before finally squeezing out a sentence through his teeth, "What did you do?"
The man named Jameson under the wooden stage covered his forehead, as if he couldn't bear to see this scene, and the crowd became restless.
"Quiet, quiet." The drunkard police chief roared twice, reached into his pocket and took out a crumpled piece of paper, unfolded it, and read the words on it, "Oh, damn, you are from the Cook Gang, you guys You have robbed trains multiple times, ransacked two towns, and massacred unarmed civilians. You have broken more laws than you can write on a piece of paper. To be honest, dying only once for such a crime is an advantage for you. You should be glad that you are not In the Middle Ages, or I will nail you little sheep to the wall and let you die slowly, so that I can hear your wails every day when I pass by."
The one-armed man was the calmest of the three. Hearing this, he shook his head and said, "You are wrong. I have robbed trains and caravans several times, but that was before I lost my arm. After that, I Leaving the Cook Gang, settling here, and looting the town have nothing to do with me.”
"It doesn't matter, anyway, the things you did before are enough to kill you." The alcoholic police chief said impatiently, "If you want to repent, hurry up, I've finished my drink."
"I won't repent. It's you who should repent." The one-armed man said calmly. His eyes swept across the people under the wooden platform. For some reason, the people he saw didn't dare to look at him and kept silent. Look away.
This scene seems a bit ridiculous. It is obvious that the one-armed man committed the crime, but just looking at the expressions of each other, it is the county residents below who are being judged.
"Since you know my true identity, you should also know the Cook Gang's attitude towards their enemies." The one-armed man smiled, "If you hang me today, the news will spread out tomorrow, and it will spread in soon." In Cook's ears, it won't be long before my brothers come to avenge me. What happened in those two towns will happen again here. They will turn every inch of the land here into scorched earth. Those of you The people you know and care about will die in front of you. You can hear their screams and wails, and then it will be your turn... My trial is over, but your trial has just begun. I have finished speaking. Let's do it." After saying the last word, he nodded to the Sheriff.
The words of the one-armed man caused everyone in the square to fall into silence. The atmosphere of uneasiness and worry continued to spread among the crowd. The Cook Gang is the largest gang in New Mexico, with more than fifty people. The powerful people were cruel and ruthless, with their hands stained with blood. They not only massacred civilians, but also dared to fight head-on with the law enforcement brigade. Their reputation was known to everyone. When they heard that they might offend these evil stars, Many people began to feel anxious.
Some people even began to hope that the drunken police chief would let the people go and everything would end peacefully.
However, the latter just smiled contemptuously and said, "Put away your nonsense. The people living in this land will not be intimidated by you. As long as I am still here, Jeremy Cook and his minions dare to step in." One step away from the town, and they won’t be able to leave again.”
"Then we'll see." The one-armed man was also put on a black hood.
As the executioner pulled the lever, the wooden planks under the three people's feet opened and they fell quickly. They all died soon after.
There was a cry of surprise from the crowd, and a woman covered her mouth.
Zhang Heng also watched the execution outside the police station. He didn't have any reaction. After all, there is probably no one in the world who is more familiar with the gallows than pirates. Zhang Heng even led people to rob a pirate who was about to be executed, and he also I didn't take the one-armed man's words too seriously.
Unlike those small towns, although Lincoln County is relatively far from Santa Fe, the political center of New Mexico, it has a lot of residents. Although it also faces the same dilemma of law enforcement shortages as other towns, there are many ranches in the county and corresponding cowboys. There are a lot of people and they have considerable combat effectiveness. It will not be easy for Cook and his more than fifty people to raze this place to the ground.
But I don’t know if it was Zhang Heng’s own illusion. After he had a conflict with the two cowboys, he had always felt that someone was staring at him from behind. After he came out of the bar, the gaze was still there, and even everyone was surrounding him. He did not disappear when he was watching the execution in the square.
Could he be an accomplice of the two cowboys? Zhang Heng thought to himself that although he had just been warned by the alcoholic police chief, if the other party really kept chasing him, then he would have to teach them a lesson.