Survival begins with Red Dead Redemption 2

Chapter 199 198, Webley pistol
"Give me the bar?"

Looking at Mrs. Maggie's earnest eyes, Dai Ping'an's heart that has been on his mind since he entered the door finally fell down:

"Ma'am, I think you may have misunderstood. I feel very honored to help you solve the troubles in your heart. It is already the greatest reward for you to save my people. You don't need to do other things, more No need to give up the bar that you and your husband built."

"Mr. Dai..."

"Mrs. Maggie, please listen to me first. We have a proverb in the East: 'Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda!' It means that life is precious, and saving a life is a very great contribution, and you I saved more than 20 people. So..."

Dai Pingan stood up from the table, and looked seriously at Mrs. Maggie who was on crutches:
"If you feel there are too many bad memories or you feel unsafe, you can consider rebuilding your pub and brewery in another place, and I will pay for all the costs in return for saving your life.

Of course, you can also hold the money and wait for a while.

Half a year from now, as long as New Austin is in my hands, you can choose any place in Armadillo, and I guarantee that as long as you don't do things against me, neither your bar nor your bootlegging industry will be in trouble. be threatened by anyone. "

"As for your bar and your moonshine, it may be important to you, but I'm sorry, I'm not in the mood or interested."

From the moment he entered the door, Dai Ping'an was on guard. Even though Shang Chuyi and the others were rescued for real, he still didn't dare to be careless.

In his view, gratuitous goodness is more troublesome than gratuitous evil.

This is not because Dai Ping'an is cheap and ignorant of good and evil, but because he believes that Dai Ping'an, who has a sinister heart, finds it difficult to accept the kindness of strangers.

When he walked down the ladder, he had some hope that there would be a conspiracy below, whether it was a gangster or a policeman, holding a gun and waiting for him to throw himself into the net.Problems that can be solved with bullets have never been a problem for Dai Pingan.

But as soon as Mrs. Maggie appeared, he broke his imagination.

Whether it's the expression on the outside or the heartbeat that ordinary people can't pay attention to, it fully proves Maggie's sincerity, and the subsequent explanation makes everything more logical, and he finally understands Maggie's intention.

What Mrs. Maggie wants to entrust is not as simple as a bar, but the bootlegging industry established by her husband, Mr. Fick.

It's not that Dai Pingan doesn't understand the huge benefits hidden in it. To put it simply, if bootlegging doesn't make money, that old guy Lalo wouldn't set up a yard of wine brewers in the thief's territory, let alone because of Fick. If the husband brewed good wine, he wouldn't have colluded with Sheriff Hixon to kill and set fires, resulting in this massacre.

But this is not what Dai Ping'an wants. As he said, he is not in the mood or interested.

Moonshine is a good thing, but good things and wants are sometimes not the same category.

Everyone knows that smoking is harmful to health, but talking about it to smokers is like pointing your nose and scolding your mother; oysters and scallops, beer barbecue, who doesn't want to have a set after work, but for gout patients, this is intestinal poison ;Also, the three things about pornography, gambling, and drugs are all written in the law, but when people, especially men, swear, they will still call out Huang Tian first...

Therefore, good things are not the same as what you want, and it is best to understand whether it is for yourself or for others.

For example, for Dai Pingan, what he cares about at the moment is neither bootlegging nor money, but whether he can survive:
Colonel Beckett is eyeing Blackwater Town. Grant and the others are still living on the boat. It is still unknown whether Armadillo Town will exist in half a year. How can he care about how bootleg wine is brewed or how much money he can make.

"Mr. Dai, I can feel the anxiety in your heart." Mrs. Maggie who was rejected was not angry: "I have some information here, I think it can help you."

"What news?" Dai Ping'an's face was calm, but his heart tightened secretly.

He could accept bad news, but he didn't want Mrs. Maggie threatening him.The last person who threatened him was Miss Blake, who was detained together with his elopement boyfriend to receive telegrams in Armadillo Town, and has not released anyone until now.

"Don't be so nervous, child, I hope I can call you that. What I say should be good news." Mrs. Maggie seemed to be able to read people's hearts:
"Marcel just went to Blackwater Town to deliver wine in the morning. According to the news he brought back, Detective Pinkerton and the police haven't had any major actions in the town recently, so your friend is well hidden. Probably haven't been found yet."

"In addition, the law and order in Heishui Town has not been very good in the past few days. There are many conflicts between the residents and the government. There have been several shootings against patrolling police officers and Detective Pinkerton."

"Shooting? Who did it?"

"Not sure, because no murderer has been caught yet, but Marcel heard that it seems to be related to the increase in the number of guns in the hands of residents. Now almost everyone in Heishui Town has a gun, anyone may be the murderer, I think this should have something to do with you."

Mrs. Maggie looked at Dai Pingan meaningfully.

"Yes, it was my idea."

Hearing this, Dai Pingan, who was relieved in his heart, readily admitted.It seemed that Grant who was hiding in the boat was not an idiot either. Not only was he not caught, but he also started selling weapons according to his plan.

As long as Colonel Beckett does not find enough cash to replenish the bank's treasury and calm the residents' suspicion of the bank in Blackwater Town, Blackwater Town will have no peace for a day, and Grant and the others are selling weapons in Blackwater Town. Add fuel to the flames on this crater that may erupt at any time!
"It was I who asked them to sell weapons to the residents of Heishui Town. After all, in this era, only with weapons can they have the confidence to speak out and the courage to resist."

Just as Dai Ping'an was halfway through her speech, she noticed Maggie's eyes widened.

"For sale? As far as I know, it's a free gift. Many people can pick up packages containing pistols and bullets at the door as soon as they open the door in the morning. Even since last night, some people have distributed them directly to passers-by in small alleys. That's how Marcel got a pistol."

While talking, Mrs. Maggie took out a revolver that looked like a double-action revolver from the drawer, but there were obvious differences in some details, and pushed it in front of Dai Ping'an.

The British-made Webley revolver was produced by the British Royal Small Arms Factory. Although Britain and France have always disliked it, it is also one of the goods represented by Grant.

But looking at the gun, Dai Pingan did not marvel at Grant's generosity, but frowned.

(End of this chapter)