Survival begins with Red Dead Redemption 2

Chapter 172, Chapter 171
171,

Curiosity is human nature, regardless of nationality.

When the sharp dagger tore through his clothes and drew the first bloodstain on Huang Feihong's arm, hundreds of people were already surrounded by the police guarding the surroundings, and more and more people gathered.

This conflict in front of the police station was not the first one after the reconstruction of Armadillo Town, nor was it the one with the largest number of participants, but it was the most vicious and ruthless one, which can be called a fight!

What surprised the onlookers was why Huang Feihong, who was trapped in the center, hadn't fallen down yet.

If Huang Feihong was a lion, then the drunkards, or thugs who attacked him, were just a group of hyenas who had been dazzled by alcohol and didn't care about anything.

The hyena couldn't beat the lion, but the lion was an injured lion, and it was a lion with scruples. It was not only the Thirteenth Aunt who was behind him, but also those who watched the excitement outside.

The few people in front of Huang Feihong could be easily dealt with at the beginning, and it was no problem to kill them with one move, but after finishing these people, he was not sure that he could bring Aunt Thirteen and those Chinese laborers from Armadillo Town. Go out completely.

This scruple forced him to leave a bit of strength when he shot, but it was also because of this moment of mercy that the balance of victory was completely tilted towards the opponent.

He didn't even have time to explain,

No one gave him a chance to explain,

No one cares what is right or wrong,
No one would thank him for his mercy when he shot!

When a person has not made up his mind to resist, let alone clenching his fists, it is best to keep his mouth shut.

Uncle Han understands this truth best, that's why he was able to lead the Chinese labor camp, and that's why he was able to live smoothly in this foreign country for decades, which is the fundamental reason why Dai Ping'an wanted to chop off his head.

After realizing it, Huang Feihong finally showed his sharp minions, but it was too late.Even though he was dodging and moving, he saw the opportunity and began to hurt people heavily, but he still did not resolve the crisis in front of him.

Amidst the painful and angry yelling, the knife stabbing Aunt Thirteen was even crazier, and thus created more wounds on Huang Feihong's body and brought out more blood.

In the blink of an eye, apart from the original injured leg, Huang Feihong's two arms used to block were all torn apart, and his chest began to turn red, and he was in a state of embarrassment.

"Are you really going to just watch like this?"

Arthur didn't stop Dai Ping'an from doing what he did just now. Apart from having seen Huang Feihong's strength, it's not just once or twice because the person next to him suddenly went crazy, so he might do it again.

It's just that he didn't understand that Dai Ping'an clearly cared about Huang Feihong and the Chinese in the camp, but for some reason, every time he met someone who didn't care, he just looked on coldly and stabbed him in the back again and again.

Seeing that Huang Feihong was in a critical situation at this time, Arthur finally couldn't bear it anymore, but in exchange for his question, Dai Ping'an sneered:
"Hmph, why are you in a hurry? His people are not in a hurry, so why should we be in a hurry?"

Looking in the direction indicated by Dai Ping'an, the Chinese laborers who had just been beaten to the ground were huddled and hiding in a corner that even Arthur didn't notice.

Trembling,

cringe,

Although they didn't dare to step forward to help, at least the two outside still knew how to stare at the center anxiously. As for the third one, he hugged his head and shrank behind the two, not even daring to take a second look.

Looking at Huang Feihong, who was covered in blood, and Dai Pingan, who was sneering but frighteningly cold, Arthur finally understood something.

"Catch that person to me!"

Who would dare to disobey the deputy police chief's order? With a wave of his hand, someone immediately went over and dragged out the Chinese worker who was hiding in the back.

The reason why it was dragged was because the man had been completely frightened into a puddle of mud, and the person who was dragged along with him smelled like urine.

"It's none of my business, Mr. Yang, Huang Feihong did it first. It's really none of my business."

When people approached, the first reaction was to kowtow and beg for mercy, and the English in their mouths did not stutter at all.

Arthur's face turned green, and just when he didn't know what to say, a hand stretched out from the side and pulled the man's braid like a carrot, pulling him up from the ground.

The man who felt the pain from the scalp tearing closed his eyes, and the next moment, another hand clasped his chin, and while pulling his eyes away, he also twisted his head to the center of the fight.

"Open your eyes and show me!"

"pretty!"

"Have you seen?"

Dai Ping'an's voice was as cold as ever, but his breath was a little short of suppressed anger.

"Look, look, see."

"See what?"

"Master Huang, Master Huang."

"What's up with him?"

"Quick, quick death,

But, but it's really none of my business..."

explaining,

crying,

The only two legs below were completely limp, and he was able to stand still only by his scalp, but until now, he didn't think about what he did wrong.

It was Thirteenth Aunt who had the conflict.

It was Huang Feihong who fought with others,
I was completely implicated by innocence, first I was beaten for no reason, and now I was dragged here to suffer.

he saw

Seeing that Huang Feihong was dying,

But what does it have to do with him,
He did nothing!
Tears of grievance flowed down her cheeks, and finally the palm pinching her chin loosened a little.

"You're right."

Some weak voices sounded from behind, Dai Ping'an nodded, let go of the hands that were holding the other party, and then kicked the man hard before he fell down.

Except for Dai Pingan and Arthur, no one noticed how this man flew out.

The crowd of onlookers didn't see it, neither did the guarding policemen, not even the few thugs who besieged Huang Feihong.

Because of the vain footsteps, Huang Feihong, who had been struggling to support himself, finally couldn't stand and fell to the ground. Aunt Thirteen also fell down behind him.

This made the thug closest to the two of them see the opportunity, and stabbed it with the hunting knife in his hand, but at this moment, he suddenly felt someone rushing over from behind.

Without even thinking about it, the red-eyed man turned his head and slashed, which happened to slice off half of the visitor's head.

The knife hadn't been pulled out yet, but the thick blood mixed with a few worthless crystals had already sprinkled the mob's face like a fountain.

dead
Although the one who died was not the one struggling on the ground,
But in the end it was dead.

In the crowd, some lady called out. The sharp and ear-piercing voice woke up the onlookers and drove Dai Pingan, who had been hiding in the shadows, back into the darkness.

Without his intervention, the Armadillo police immediately got to work,
The bloody thug was shot dead by Arthur who took back the pistol. The rest of the thugs also dropped their weapons and were caught without a fight under the threat of many police guns.Thirteenth Aunt, who had been guarded behind her all this time, dared to cry out at this time.

A big show finally came to an end, but the crowd of onlookers did not disperse immediately.

Aunt Thirteen paid the money. Although she set up a small stall on the edge of Armadillo Town and didn't earn much, she still paid the full fee according to the new rules set by Armadillo Town, and she didn't lose a penny.

After collecting the money, the police have to do things, otherwise, no one will obey the rules in the future.

In front of everyone, Deputy Sheriff Yake decided to execute the gang of thugs who were drunk and made trouble and wounded people by shooting, and executed immediately.This decision was immediately unanimously approved by the onlookers, who applauded and agreed.

Of course, such things as shooting should be done by confidantes, so the policeman Fillian, who had just been promoted to be the deputy sheriff's assistant, was elected by everyone.

When Fillion took the pistol from Arthur nervously, he realized that there were five or six more people who were actually going to be killed than the thugs who attacked Huang Feihong before, and those who had more were those who did not survive the water torture Ask, "babbling" rebel spies.

"Bah!"

Suddenly gunshots rang out,

Under the light of the lantern, Aunt Thirteen, who was busy dressing up, accidentally touched the wound, awakening Huang Feihong, who was in pain and was about to faint.He first comforted Aunt Thirteen who was flustered and annoyed, and told her not to worry, then he moved his gaze to the dark side of the room, where a red dot lit up.

This is the deepest part of the Armadillo Town Police Station, and it is also the room of Mr. Anping, the police adviser.

The things in the room are very simple, except for a table, two chairs, and a few lanterns, the rest are not weapons and bullets, medical supplies, cans and drinks.Huang Feihong, who was rescued, was lying on the table receiving medical treatment.

Even though they were all flesh wounds, Aunt Thirteen had been affected by them for many years and knew how to deal with them.However, due to too many wounds, during the bandaging process, the oozing blood still overflowed the entire desk and dripped down from the corners.

Gunshots outside, one after another, one after another,
Leaning in the shadow, Dai Ping'an smoked a cigarette while watching Huang Feihong wake up from the dizziness caused by excessive blood loss.

Shaking the cigarette in my hand,
"Come on one?"

Huang Feihong shook his head.

"Have a bite?"

Dai Pingan dug out another bottle of wine,

After hesitating for a moment, Huang Feihong nodded this time.

Rejecting Aunt Thirteen's help, Huang Feihong took the wine bottle with his injured arm, but only took a few sips and put it aside.Dai Ping'an even felt that these few sips were not as much blood squeezed out of the wound as a result of drinking.

"Alcohol can relieve pain."

He couldn't help reminding:
"But wine can also mess with the mind."

Huang Feihong replied tepidly.

"You're so hurt, where else can you mess up?"

"I just don't want to forget that it was you who killed the mouse boy."

"I killed... I really lived up to my name, so you have seen Master Huang?" Looking at Huang Feihong with a cold and indifferent face, Dai Ping'an couldn't help applauding him:
"What a Huang Feihong who sees all directions and listens to all directions!"

"I don't seem to have shown my face all this time. When I was stabbed several times, I was able to notice what I was doing in the dark. It seems that your kung fu has not only been practiced in your body, but also in your bones. It's amazing !"

Dai Pingan gave a thumbs up:
"However, I would like to ask Master Huang if you have seen other things. For example, I stopped Arthur from helping, and I also prohibited the police from interfering, so that you can fully display your good kung fu."

"what are you!"

Aunt Thirteen was stunned. She didn't expect that Dai Pingan, who offered to provide medicine and gauze just a moment ago, would actually be the mastermind behind Huang Feihong's death!

"Young master, calm down."

Huang Feihong's words seemed to have some magical power, and just two words calmed Aunt Thirteen, who was about to be furious.

At this time, the wound on Huang Feihong's body had been bandaged, and all that was left was to hang the most seriously injured right arm in front of his chest.But the roll of bandage in Aunt Thirteen's hand was not torn off for a long time because of trembling fingers.

"It's okay, I'll just come here by myself."

After receiving the bandage, Huang Feihong's movements were a little stiff, but very skillful.

It's just that when he tied up his right hand and was about to lower his head to put the bandage on, Aunt Thirteen, who was standing behind watching all this, tried her best to control the tears, but the tears in her eyes still fell down.

By the time Huang Feihong hung the bandage around his neck and straightened his chest again, the tears behind him had been wiped away silently.

This scene made Dai Pingan suddenly feel that he had gone too far, so in the next moment, he clenched his fists and laughed:
"Master Huang, Miss Shaojun, the relationship between the two is really enviable, so I won't bother you anymore. Let's make do with it here, and I will arrange a place for the two of you later. When Master Huang recovers, I will Arrange for you to return home. When the time comes..."

"We won't leave." Huang Feihong's voice was weak, but his tone was firm: "We won't leave until the matter in the Chinese labor camp is resolved."

"The camp for Chinese laborers? What else is going on there? Li Jiayuan is busy negotiating and will arrange for them to rebuild the bridge in a few days. It is at the place where they worked before. Master Huang can rest assured about their future work in the camp."

"No, I haven't been there yet, I can't rest assured."

"Does Master Huang believe that I will arrange work for them?"

"No, I just don't believe you."

"Ha ha……"

Hearing Huang Feihong's words, Dai Pingan, who was still sentimental and ashamed just now, couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The mask that was put on just a second ago was torn to pieces by him the next second.

Right,

How could Huang Feihong trust Dai Pingan?

If you believe it, you won't spoil him again and again;
If you believed it, you wouldn't leave the self-defense pistol he sent aside;
If you believe it, you will not rather wait for news from Li Jiayuan than to make money by washing clothes for people;

If he believed it, he would not have known that Armadillo Town was his place, and he would not have yelled when he was about to be hacked to death.

He would rather suffer hardships and take risks than put his hopes on a bad person. This is the belief in Huang Feihong's heart.

The weird laughter lingered in the room for a long time, until Dai Ping'an's breathing stopped and his voice changed, finally stopped.

"So, Master Huang not only wants to be a hero, but he also wants to be a hero in the Chinese labor camp!" Dai Pingan, who supported the wall and regained his footing, gritted his teeth and said:

"The knife on the leg seems to be for nothing. Master Huang, you still haven't remembered the truth. With the gun in my hand, if I can kill Uncle Han, I can also kill you!"

"I know, you can kill me now and hang my head back to the camp."

"Do you think I dare not do it!"

"Of course I dare!"

The black sharp blade was already on his chest, but Huang Feihong remained calm.

"Good! Good! Good!"

At the moment when Aunt Thirteen was about to grab her, the sharp blade was caught in Dai Ping'an's sleeve.

"I won't give you this pleasure. If you die, who will help me manage that group of waste, and who will help me wash the clothes in the whole town. Hehe, Huang Feihong, take care of your body. Since you don't want to go, Then stay and stay with me in this hell, let's suffer together!"

After saying this, Dai Ping'an turned around and left, but just as he was about to open the door to leave, he stopped again:
"Suddenly remembered something again, Master Huang,"

Dai Ping'an turned back and said:

"You fought with people at the gate of our police station. You are too disrespectful to us. You will be punished, so let's fine you three hundred dollars?"

"Obviously they..."

"Young master, calm down."

Huang Feihong stopped the furious Aunt Thirteen:
"Okay, I accept the punishment."

"Okay, let's make a decision like this. During this period, I will trouble you to take care of yourself in the police station. When you pay six hundred dollars, you will leave."

"can!"

"Seven hundred!"

"no problem."

"Then eight hundred, no, then one thousand, let's round it up, it's easy to calculate!"

Dai Ping'an's shamelessness finally made Huang Feihong shut up, and Aunt Thirteen was anxious after reacting:

"What...just now... we don't have that much money."

"Miss Shaojun, if you don't have enough money, you can go to the camp and ask, they won't just refuse to save you."

"You just don't want Feihong to go out, you're blackmailing!"

"This is not blackmail, this is the rule."

"What rules?"

Dai Pingan smiled:
"Remind me one last time, Miss Shaojun, in Armadillo Town, my rules,"

"It's the rules!"

　I was so tired yesterday, I just fell asleep

　　
　
(End of this chapter)