Survival begins with Red Dead Redemption 2

Chapter 157 156,

156, Untitled

Liu Guisan is dead,
With his thoughts of surviving by chance, he fell headlong down a cliff more than ten stories high.

Listening to the movement from below, even if a whole body falls, the internal organs in the cavity should be smashed into sauce soup, dead beyond death.

But the evil fire that was aroused in Dai Ping'an's heart did not dissipate because of Liu Guisan's death.

For these well-known Chinese laborers on the list, he originally wanted to deal with them in a quick way, but Liu Guisan still struggled without knowing his mistakes when he was about to die, like a bloated, disgusting toad full of pustules, lying on his back. on the feet.

Even though he had been trampled to death, the pustule was squeezed, and the sticky feeling of the pus and blood inside was still sticking to Dai Ping'an's heart.At this moment, Dai Pingan caught a glimpse of Uncle Han who was in the crowd.

From the moment he walked out of the tunnel, Uncle Han's cloudy eyes never moved away from Dai Ping'an's body. Instead, he closed his eyes and turned his head to the side.

In this regard, Dai Ping'an neither cared nor worried.

Handing Uncle Han, who was unsteady, to Li Jiayuan's support, he took a few lists and looked at them carefully, and at the same time tore off the rag that was gagged by the person in front of him.

"Since our uncle Han doesn't open his mouth, let me ask you, what's the name of this brother?"

Dai Ping'an asked with a smile, but in the ears of the person being asked, this sentence was no less than an order of black and white impermanence.With the demonstration of Liu Guisan's end, before the person opened his mouth, his body was already shaking from fright, and he couldn't even utter a word from his mouth.

Dai Pingan was not in a hurry to urge him, but first carefully read the contents of the two lists, and then, amidst the panic and helpless screams of the other party, dragged him from the middle of the railroad track to the edge of the cliff by pulling his back collar .

"stop!"

Seeing that half of his body had been pulled out, Uncle Han, who had been waiting to die with his eyes closed, finally couldn't help shouting out:
"You let him go!"

Dai Ping'an stopped, turned his head and looked back:
"What did you say?"

"I want you to let go...don't!"

Uncle Han shouted late.

The shrill and helpless screams were pulled out of the elder amidst the echo, until the body fell to the ground with a "bang" before it stopped abruptly.

After listening for a while, after confirming that there would be no other movement, Dai Pingan retracted his leaning body and looked at Uncle Han who was full of anger behind him.

"You see, this is the price of saying the wrong thing, old man, if you move your mouth, you killed another person."

"you!"

"Am I wrong? Or, as long as you don't do it yourself, it doesn't count as killing someone's life?"

Shaking the white paper in his hand, the two thin lists finally stopped in front of Uncle Han:
"I have been in charge of the Chinese labor camp for more than ten years. This is all your people. You should recognize their names even in English. I don't need to translate it again. Jiayuan, let Uncle Han loosen the rope and let the old man see for himself How many things are recorded on it?"

While talking, Dai Pingan tore off the collar of Uncle Han, facing Uncle Han's angry and embarrassing eyes, and roughly stuffed the list into it.

"This list existed long before Colonel Beckett took office. I really didn't know it. I was shocked when I saw it. There is a lot of rewards marked behind each name, at least ten or twenty dollars. It seems that you have taken a lot. Jiayuan, do you know what is the most interesting thing here?"

"what?"

Li Jiayuan arrested people according to the list, of course he knew what was written on it, but he still asked Uncle Han very cooperatively while untying him.

"Hehe, the most interesting thing is that the one who gets the most money here is none other than the hard-working Uncle Han in front of us who manages the Chinese labor camp properly and safely."

At this time, Uncle Han who was untied from the rope also fell to the ground because he lost Li Jiayuan's support.The hard gravel between the railroad tracks hurt Uncle Han's hands, and Dai Pingan also squatted down next to him, but he didn't intend to help him.

"Not counting the more than 200 U.S. dollars accumulated before, just after Major Beckett took office, he specially rewarded you with [-] U.S. dollars. Such a large amount of money can be exchanged for a lot of silver, right? How many people do you have to sell?" News can be exchanged?"

"The strange thing is, apart from the previous ones, you didn't betray many people. I don't understand. What is it that makes Colonel Beckett so generous? You did it for them with such a high bounty." something important,"

Looking at Uncle Han who was trying to support himself, although Dai Pingan had a smile on his face, his lowered tone became more and more cold.

"Or did you help them hide someone important?"

"you!"

The anger on Uncle Han's face disappeared, leaving only surprise and fear.

The crimson blood spread from the bandaged wound on the leg, and the palms he held were turned white by the sharp gravel on the ground, but none of this could compare to the shock brought by Dai Ping'an's few words.

Looking at the panicked old face in front of him, the smile on Dai Ping'an's face grew stronger.

"Don't be so surprised. If this matter is reported back to the country, the family will be ransacked and the family will be wiped out. Those trash from the imperial court can't offend foreigners, but if you want to punish your nine clans, there should be no problem."

"Even if the imperial court doesn't pursue it, if the Chinese laborers in the camp know about it, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to think about it. Although you are just a small character, and you are even forced to do so, you just do it. Kidnapping the princess is a traitor to the country. Rong, no matter which crime you are accused of, it is enough for you to drink a pot, I wonder if you are ready, Uncle Han?"

Every word is fatal, every sentence is heartbreaking,
Every word Dai Pingan uttered was like a small knife, scraping the weather-beaten heart, forcibly torturing the energetic uncle Han, who had just passed fifty, to give up struggling, as powerless as a centenarian Sitting paralyzed on the ground.

"I, I was also forced, I had to..."

"I know."

"you know?"

Uncle Han raised his head in surprise, but what he saw was Dai Pingan's indescribably weird smiling face:
"Of course I know, not only do I know, but I understand."

"You may have some weight in front of the Chinese workers in the camp, but outside, in front of those foreigners, you are no different from other Chinese workers, just a very obedient old dog."

"In order to manage this bit of power in the camp, you have to rely on foreigners even more. One day, you have to do whatever they say. Not to mention hiding a princess, betraying a few compatriots, even if you are asked to eat shit, you will Open your mouth and swallow hard, am I right. Huh?"

"Yes! No, you, what are you doing!"

Uncle Han, who lowered his head, wanted to explain something, but when he noticed that Dai Pingan's laughter was getting lower and lower, he almost cried out in fright when he raised his head again.

No wonder Uncle Han was timid, because although Dai Pingan still had a smile on his face and said understanding words, but at some point, Dai Pingan had already stretched his face in front of him, and the pair of close-toed eyes on his face His eyes were so wide that they were about to ooze blood.

Uncle Han had never seen that kind of eyes full of greed and longing in most of his life.It's like a ghost crawling out of a hungry ghost's way and bumping into food; it's more like a jackal that has eaten human flesh but hasn't been bloodied for a long time!

It seemed as if the next bite was going to be on his neck.

"What do I want to do? Of course I want to kill you!"

Dai Pingan's tone didn't change, it was still as calm as before, but the weird smile didn't fade away.

Years of hard work experience and the innate sense of crisis made Uncle Han forget the plan he had made before to prepare for his death. He couldn't help struggling with human instinct and moving backward bit by bit.

Dai Pingan in front of him also straightened up and followed him bit by bit. On the surface, there seemed to be no change, but whether it was the pair of scarlet eyes or the ten fingers trembling slightly due to excitement, it all showed that there was something in his heart. Excited.

He didn't lie, he just wanted to kill Uncle Han, and not only Uncle Han, but also everyone on that list.Everything he did tonight, every word he said, was for this purpose, because this was by no means something that could be solved simply with a single shot.

Doing that would be too easy for him or these people, especially Uncle Han, and instead lost the meaning it should have.

After all,

Whether it is Dai Ping'an, or other people on this bridge, including Uncle Han, everything they do is to have the qualifications to continue to live on this land.

In a word, it's just survival,

However, the path to take is different.

Dai Pingan couldn't tell the difference between right and wrong, right and wrong, right and wrong, but there was one thing Dai Pingan knew very well, that is, if this matter was not dealt with cleanly, the hurdle in his heart would never be resolved. Can't make it through.

It's like a steel needle piercing into the flesh, and it's like a bunch of thorns wrapped around the body. At first glance, it seems that there is no serious problem, but it tortures Dai Pingan all the time.

If the matter is not resolved, Dai Ping'an feels uneasy.

So these people, especially Uncle Han, not only have to die, but also die with justification and justification.

This is why Dai Pingan wasted his tongue on Uncle Han,

He not only wants to punish the other party's heart, but more importantly, he wants to convince his own heart.

Uncle Han twisted his body and dragged his injured two stumped legs to crawl backward desperately.

The gravel on the railway tracks hurt his palms, and also cut open the gauze and wounds on his legs. Blood flowed out along the track of his crawling, so that no matter where he crawled, people there would fight Dodge.

Dai Pingan, who was full of smiles, followed Uncle Han unhurriedly, without missing a step.The sharp stones pierced through the cowhide on the soles of the shoes and made the soles of his feet very uncomfortable, but this did not slow down Dai Ping'an's steps, on the contrary, the smile on his face became even more ferocious.

Like a wild cat teasing a mouse,

one crawled away,
One is walking and chasing,
Finally, before the tunnel that Uncle Han climbed into, Dai Ping'an bent down and grabbed his ankle, pulling him back.

"Wait~ wait a minute..."

Waving his bloody hands, Uncle Han tried to stop Dai Pingan from approaching.

The fear brought about by death can really change a lot of things. He has been terrified by Dai Pingan, who is full of murderous intentions, and he no longer has the toughness before. Can't compare.

"Wait a minute, it's not possible,"

With a smile, he helped Uncle Han sit up from the ground, and straightened his clothes that were almost ragged by the gravel:

"Tonight is a long night, and we still have plenty of time."

As he said so, Dai Ping'an's palms also adjusted his collar, and he grabbed Uncle Han's neck.At the same time, his other hand was not idle, and he pulled Uncle Han's gray braid like a carrot.

Both hands start to exert force together.

As soon as Uncle Han felt a pinprick-like pain in the back of his head, he felt he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't breathe in his neck.

"For...uh..."

Uncle Han was so pinched that he couldn't speak, and as the air left the old body little by little, his eyeballs also opened wider and wider.

In the final struggle, his ten skinny and dry fingers gripped Dai Ping'an's wrist which was getting stronger and stronger like eagle claws, but they couldn't break it apart.

With the last ounce of strength, Uncle Han finally looked at Dai Pingan with begging eyes, but found that Dai Pingan didn't look at him from the beginning to the end, but wiped his face and stared behind him.

Behind Uncle Han was a deep tunnel. In the bottomless cave that seemed to lead to hell, a figure in a moon-white gown stood at the entrance of the cave, looming under the dim light.

The figure hesitated, hesitated, and wanted to stand up very much, but in the end Dai Pingan stared at the spot with cold eyes.

It was already dark in front of his eyes, and his consciousness began to dissipate. At the last moment of death, Uncle Han heard clearly what Dai Pingan had been muttering:
"No one can stand in my way, and no one can soften my heart,"

"You can't, no one else can, no one can!"

"You can't get out, Huang Feihong!"

Master Huang is here too!

Why didn't he save me?

This became the last bit of consciousness remaining in Uncle Han's mind. The next moment, his neck was cut off by Dai Pingan with a "click".

Huang Feihong is here too?

Li Jiayuan, who had been following behind him, also heard Dai Ping'an's whisper.The three words Huang Feihong made him vigilant, and he began to look around carefully while loading the shotgun.

I thought it shouldn't be.

He was there that morning at Black Duck Church.

For the sake of Arthur Morgan's intercession, Dai Pingan lowered his gun and let Huang Feihong go, but in order not to let the other party get in the way, he still used the hidden sword that jumped out suddenly to hit Huang Feihong's leg when he passed by. Picked a knife.

The wound was not deep, nor did it hurt any muscle, but the thorn was very long.

Huang Feihong can bandage the wound by himself, and there is no problem walking on the ground in a short period of time, but it is impossible to use a shadowless foot, or jump out to get in the way, unless Huang Feihong doesn't plan to have that leg in the future. .

Is the Huang family's medicine for knife wounds so good?

But where is the person surnamed Huang hiding?

Because Dai Ping'an said before, be careful of Huang Feihong, so even if he didn't see Huang Feihong's figure, Li Jiayuan didn't put down his vigilant gun.

Li Jiayuan was not found, but Dai Pingan saw it clearly.

From the moment he strangled Uncle Han, Huang Feihong, who knew he was powerless to change anything, shrank back to the depths of the tunnel, and the moon-white gown on his body was completely shrouded in the darkness deep in the shadows.

As Dai Ping'an said, he can't get out anymore.

"call……"

Letting out a sulky breath, I suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

Uncle Han is dead, there is no escape route, and his troubles are gone. The last weak spot in his heart has been smashed by his own hands, and there is nothing to stop him or stop his plan.

Feeling the coldness in his hands, Dai Ping'an put away his twisted smile and threw the heavy corpse aside.

"Don't look, he dare not come out,"

Dai Ping'an ordered Li Jiayuan:
"Cut off the old guy's head and send it back to the camp, and let those people know who is in charge next."

"Yes!"

Li Jiayuan pulled out the Bowie hunting knife from his waist and walked towards the corpse on the ground. Dai Pingan also turned around and walked across the bridge without looking back.

On the platform connecting the wooden bridge, those who were tied up were still the same people as before, but this time no smart person like Liu Guisan rushed out, and no tough guy like Uncle Han dared to raise his head, even if it was just to take a look.

So Dai Ping'an walked very steadily,
He walked to the opposite bridge in a smooth and steady manner. Besides Cai Maozai and others, Major Milton and Sergeant Hartman were waiting for him with a dozen cavalry on standby.

After looking at them, Dai Ping'an didn't speak, and didn't stop, walking up to Sergeant Hartman.It wasn't until the other party reacted that he noticed that Dai Ping'an's cold palm had already touched his shoulder at some point, and the breath he carried was continuously piercing into his nostrils.

"How long has it been since they ate?"

"I haven't given them any food since noon."

"Very well, let's go hungry for another night. You won't die of starvation overnight. But tomorrow, you won't have the final say in Armadillo Town, so I should say sorry to you, Mr. Mayor."

"I can definitely handle it."

Sheriff Hartman nodded again and again, at this time Li Jiayuan also ran back with his head in his hands, Dai Pingan let go of his shoulders, and said softly:
"Go ahead."

The machine gun began to roar, and the living people on the bridge fell straight down like wheat cut by the death scythe. During the whole process, there were no screams, and no wailing could be heard, only the beating flame of the gun muzzle was in Dai Pingan's eyes Shine, spread.

　Fortunately, there are no eunuchs yet.

　　Thanks to Brother tt Aming, Miss Shen Jingbing and other book friends for their reminders,
　　
　
(End of this chapter)