Survival begins with Red Dead Redemption 2

Chapter 109 Chapter 108

108,

To drunken patrons, the bar in Armadillo is so long, it's longer than George's Rift, to the west of town.

But such a long bar still became crowded after suddenly seven strangers sat down, especially five of them were Chinese.

Can Chinese people not come to the bar?
of course can.

As the only place in Armadillo Town where people can entertain and relax, how could this bar keep these hardworking and affordable Chinese people away?

It's just that they need to come in and take away the sheets and tablecloths that need to be cleaned before the bar opens or after closing.If the bartender on duty is in a good mood, he will reward these conscientious foreign natives with an endless glass of beer to see the world.

And when the bar is full of people, it is impolite for these Chinese people to sit carelessly in front of the bar, especially since their hands are still tied with ropes.If it weren't for the weapons on the leaders of the two men, they would have been beaten out by everyone.

"We want beer!"

The leader, a burly white man, slapped a dozen coins on the bar, and two glasses of frothy beer were quickly served.Another small white man raised his hand again after looking at the Chinese captives around him.

"There are five more people on our side, please give us five more beers, thank you."

In a word,

The whole bar fell silent,
Even the fingers playing the piano froze in the air.

"Pfft!"

I don't know who laughed first, it was like a burning fuse ignited explosives, and the sound of loud laughter almost detonated the roof of the bar.Some of the drinkers cried tears of laughter, some screamed like pigs, and even the bartender who poured the wine covered his mouth and trembled up and down.

In such a huge bar, only eight people did not laugh.

Lester, who was pale and didn't know where he was wrong;

With a livid face, Bill was about to crush the beer glass in his hand;

Five Chinese people wearing straw hats, with their heads bowed deeply, kept silent;
There was also a down-and-out cowboy sitting at the far corner of the door, holding a glass of beer and competing with a piece of hard bread.

Beer poured down the head,

This made everyone's laughter come and go faster.

"Are you laughing at us?"

Bill grabbed his collar and nearly dragged the bartender from the bar.

Someone sensed that something was wrong and wanted to go out to report the news secretly, but before he even reached the door, the empty cup in Bill's hand hit the other person's head.

The scalp was split open, blood was flowing, the bartender was beaten so dazed, and before he could say anything, another glass of beer was thrown on him.

Bill dragged the bartender from one end of the bar to the other. Wine bottles, glasses, ashtrays, whatever was on the bar in the middle, would be picked up and slapped on the bartender's head.When he dragged the bartender out of the bar, the bartender had been beaten bloody and unconscious.

The people who were laughing out loud just now couldn't laugh anymore, and seeing the bartender being beaten half to death, no one dared to stand up and say a word.Not only because the brawny man making trouble looks unfriendly, but more importantly because of the clothes the other party is wearing.

He is "those people".

The down-and-out cowboy who was eating bread at the door put down his wine glass and tried to stand up, but he also froze there.Fortunately, at this time, the door of the bar was kicked open, and the sheriff of Armadillo Town, holding a double-barreled shotgun, broke in with two of his men.

"Which bastard drank too much..."

The sheriff wanted to shoot into the sky first, but the clothes on the two of Leicester and the revolver in Bill's hand had been aimed at his forehead, so that his dismounting died on the horse.

"Why are you here?"

Although taken aback, the sheriff told two of his men to put their guns down.

"Come and drink, won't you?"

Bill retorted stiffly, but he didn't put down his pistol.

"Drink as long as you drink, then why do you two make trouble and bring Chinese people into the bar?"

Tilting his head to look at the unconscious bartender on the ground, the sheriff's cheeks were swollen with gas, but he was held to his head with a gun, and the other party was a member of the military, so he had no choice but to swallow his breath and continue to ask talk.

"Can't you?"

Bill pushed back again, but fortunately at this time Lester followed.

"Hello, Mr. Sheriff, I'm sorry for causing this misunderstanding." Lester didn't draw his gun, and Wen Wen's quiet appearance made him feel comfortable.He gently pushed Bill's muzzle away first, and reached out to shake hands with the sheriff:

"We are here to arrest Hua Guo's spies under the order of Mr. Robinson."

"Mr. Robinson?" The sheriff frowned:
"The Chinese people in Armadillo Town have already been inspected, and it was not agreed at the beginning. Should the Chinese people in the town be inspected by our police? What are you doing here?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Sheriff. Mr. Robinson believes that the previous inspection was not thorough. He suspects that other people have colluded with and shielded Chinese spies, so a new inspection is required."

"Collusion? Still cover up?"

Lester's remarks made the Sheriff laugh angrily:
"The re-inspection led to the bar? Do you know who owns this bar? Do you think the mayor of Barry will collude with some Chinese people who wash the sheets and tablecloths? And even cover them up?"

"Of course we don't doubt Mayor Barry's innocence,"

Lester went on with serious nonsense:

"But we did receive relevant evidence. We brought these Chinese people here to identify them. According to Mr. Robinson's order, the suspected shops in Armadillo Town must cooperate unconditionally, and all of them need to be closed before the investigation is clear. stop."

"Shut down? Do you know how many people come and go to Armadillo every day? Shut down?"

"Of course, Mr. Robinson also understands everyone's difficulties. For the stability of Armadillo Town, these shops can also continue to operate. However, each shop needs to pay a deposit before resuming operations."

"How many?"

These words were almost asked by the sheriff by gnashing the root of his back molars.

"The amount of the security deposit was carefully measured by Mr. Robinson. This bar is $[-], and other shops range from $[-] to $[-]. Please believe us, as long as everyone is innocent, the security deposit will be intact after inspection refund of..."

Lester was still explaining seriously, but what he said later was drowned in the surprised gasps of everyone, and no one could hear him clearly.

Five hundred to one thousand dollars, what the fuck?

In a place where the per capita daily income is calculated in cents, this is no longer a lion opening its mouth, but a hungry tiger that wants to eat people, or the kind that eats people without spitting out their bones.

The sheriff was so angry that he couldn't laugh anymore, he took a step forward and stared into Lester's eyes:

"Looks like you're new here?"

"What? Did I say something wrong again?" Lester looked at everyone in surprise. This time, no one in the bar dared to laugh again.

"Listen, I'm the sheriff of this town! Let me make it clear first, if this incident is caused by you two bastards drinking too much nonsense here, which causes unnecessary misunderstandings, I will not agree! "

"Then what do you want to do if you don't agree?"

Bill on the side stood up again, with the muzzle of the gun pointed at the sheriff's round belly, stabbing one after another:

"What do you want?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Say, what do you want to do!"

After being stabbed, the sheriff stepped back step by step, and barely stopped until he exited the bar door.

The blood had already flowed to the top of his head, and he knew that his face was completely lost today, but for the sake of the other party's clothes and Mr. Robinson's face, he still let the two men who were at a loss take the weapon Put it away.

But what this got in return was Bill's contemptuous smile:
"Count you acquainted!"

"This is Mr. Robinson's order, and no one can violate it!" Bill said firmly.

"Good! Good! Good!"

The sheriff said hello three times in a row, spit at Bill's feet, and turned around to leave the bar full of spectators, but was kicked on the buttocks by Bill and kicked directly from the bar door to the street.

"you!"

With the gun against the back of his head, Bill stepped on the sheriff's shoulder, and abruptly stepped the sheriff who turned his head and glared back into the dust.

The sun was still hanging on the top of the mountain in the west, and the warm yellow sunlight reflected the sheriff's face clearly, and there were not many people gathered around the entrance of the bar to watch the excitement inside.

Looking at the familiar faces, the sheriff, who was angry, anxious and regretful, his eyes darkened, and finally passed out.

After Lester stood at the door of the bar and re-read the matter about the deposit, the two of them left Armadillo Town with five other Chinese people, as well as a carriage of drinks and food they looted. .

No one dared to stop them. After fainting, the sheriff personally demonstrated the fate of confronting them. While everyone was worried about the "guarantee deposit", they finally took the word "those people" that seemed to be nothing on weekdays seriously.

Don't blame those who stand and talk without back pain. When the stick is drawn to their waist, they will naturally scream louder than anyone else.

"Hahaha!"

After leaving the town far away and making sure that no one was following him, Bill, who was driving the car, couldn't help laughing out loud anymore.

He never imagined that one day he would be able to trample a living sheriff under his feet, and he would stun him.Lester also laughed. He has always been ordered around, and he did his work conscientiously. He never thought that there would be a day when he would stand upright.

The others were equally relaxed. They thought they had to make trouble, but who knew that only Bill and Lester could handle it.

Only Dai Pingan didn't smile.

When everyone was almost laughing, Dai Pingan reined in the horse and asked everyone: "Did you notice the cowboy at the entrance of the bar just now?"

"The one who drank beer and ate bread alone, and was sloppy?" Lester said, and everyone else remembered that there was such a person.

"That's right, it's him." Dai Ping'an nodded:
"I suspect that this person is a master with a gun. Be careful when you meet him in the future."

Naturally, no one dared to underestimate the masters who could make Dai Ping'an suspicious. They all secretly remembered the cowboy's appearance in their hearts.

After hiding the carriage filled with wine, they didn't turn around and go back, but took advantage of the remaining sunlight to change their clothes.

Dai Pingan took off the straw hat and fake braids on his head, changed into the clothes of the railway guard with Duan Tianlei and the others, and armed himself with weapons.The wind in the desert was very cold at night, even if they put down their sleeves and put on gloves, no one would suspect it.A handkerchief with two holes was made into a simple mask to cover the entire face, so that no one could see their true colors clearly even if they walked under the lights at night.

Their next goal is the railway site where they can finally call it a day.

It was also because of the costume on his body and the smooth cooperation before that the real railroad guards of the Pacific Company cooperated very well.

In order to clear up the suspicion of colluding with Hua Guo's spies, they not only gathered Hua Guo's workers together, but even their own people put down their weapons and assembled a team for inspection.

When the leader of the other party finally realized that something was wrong, Dai Pingan and others not only disarmed all the guards, but also ordered them to disband on the spot in the name of Mr. Robinson.The team leader wanted to go forward to argue, but the answer he got was a hard butt of the gun.

In the end, the unarmed and bewildered Chinese workers and the equally unarmed and bewildered guards could only watch Dai Pingan walk away with a carriage full of industrial explosives.

For a whole night, Dai Pingan and the seven of them wore the uniforms of the guards, in the name of "those people", centered on Armadillo Town, and the entire Cactus Qingquan area that was harassed was restless.

I don't know how many people were awakened from the dream, and I don't know how many people were dragged out of the warm quilt.

If there is any resistance, you will be punched and kicked. Even if you have a weapon at home, when a stick of dynamite explodes outside the house, you still have to bow your head and go out for inspection.

They didn't embarrass women and children, but the man in charge was miserable.

Under the bitter night wind, the man wearing only one-piece underwear and even a pair of underpants was taken outside the courtyard and asked to tell whether he had any experience of colluding with the Chinese people.It was almost from the grandfather's generation that he asked about every detail, down to who made the shoes on his donkey's feet.

All this has to continue until a thin banknote or dozens of coins are secretly stuffed into the hands of Bill and others.

No money?

Domestic hens are also fine, beef, sheep, pork, or even two cans of canned food are fine.Under the dim light, the smug Bill Williamson almost wrote the word 'blackmail' on his face.

After one night, leaving aside the resentment in the hearts of the local residents, they loaded another carriage with all kinds of food they collected.They also threatened two coachmen, and sent them, along with drinks from the bar in Armadillo Town, to Clothesburg in the south in the name of Mr. Robinson.

In this way, when Colonel Beckett of Closhangburg noticed something was wrong based on the information sent, the soldiers of Closhangburg had already drank the expensive drinks provided by the bar in Armadillo Town and various offerings from the surrounding people early in the morning. style meat.

(End of this chapter)