Survival begins with Red Dead Redemption 2

Chapter 25, Chapter 25

25,

Yan Xiaoguo's Hidden Sword is pitch-black, with three fingers wide, and the forearm is long and short. Unlike ordinary Hidden Swords that pierce from the bottom of the wrist, it slides out along the top of the back of the hand. The front is sharp and both sides are sharp. It can also be used for chopping. Yan Xiaoguo used it to decapitate the two policemen just now.

good stuff!
Dai Pingan put the Hidden Sword on his right arm, and pulled out the thin thread that pulls the mechanism and put it on the ruby ​​ring on his middle finger. Not to mention that it fits well, it can't be seen at all when he puts on the clothes.

Then Dai Pingan threw Yan Xiaoguo and his ghost-headed sword on the horse's ass, got on the horse and hurried away from this place of death.

In the cemetery of St. Denis, Yan Xiaoguo hacked and chopped more than 20 policemen, almost a platoon of policemen.When Dai Pingan collected bullets and guns and prepared to fight to the death, he found that there was no one outside the cemetery.

The green mountains remain unchanged, and the green water flows forever. Let's meet again at another day!

Dai Pingan, who had escaped, quickly took Yan Xiaoguo to escape.

He took out a pocket watch whose owner was unknown and looked at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening.I don't know if it's because Yan Xiaoguo made too much noise in the cemetery tonight, there was no one on the long street, even the previous patrolman disappeared.

Holding the rein in one hand and the gun in the other, Dai Pingan drove towards the hotel where Hosea and the others were staying, feeling something was wrong.When the hotel sign was visible after turning an intersection, gunshots rang out from the front.

Three fast horses rushed out from the opposite side, the leader was Javier in disheveled clothes, followed by Bill and Hosea who were also in a panic.

Dai Pingan saw Javier, and Javier also saw Dai Pingan in front of the road, and raised his hand to shoot.

"Snapped!"

The police helmet Dai Pingan was wearing flew out.

"It's me! Dai Ping'an! You fucking see clearly before shooting!"

Dai Pingan bowed his head on the horse and cursed, but Javier didn't even dare to stop, left a word to run quickly, and led the two of them to rush past Dai Pingan. Dai Pingan raised his head, only then did he know what happened on the street tonight Where are the other patrolmen?

Forty or fifty patrolmen chased after them like wolves and tigers, and a third of them were still riding horses. They hesitated when they saw Dai Pingan wearing the same police uniform, but Dai Pingan didn't dare hesitate.

"Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!"

With six shots in a row, the five horses rushing over from the opposite side softened, and the policeman on the horse was also thrown out. Dai Pingan turned his horse's head and ran away quickly. Temporarily thrown away.

Gunshots rang out one after another from behind, and bullets whizzed past Dai Pingan. Dai Pingan lowered his body and flicked his whip desperately. Finally, after turning an intersection, he saw the backs of the three people in front of him.

"I'm catching up with you, where are you going now?"

Dai Ping'an was riding an Andalusian horse, a war horse equipped by the local police station, which was not comparable to the riding horse that Javier and the others temporarily rented.He quickly caught up with the three of them, but he was not happy at all. The patrolmen chasing after him were riding the same war horses as him. They continued to run, and they couldn't run very far.

"Get off the horse! Dive into the alley!" Hosea's voice was a little desperate tonight: "Everyone runs separately, and the one who can run is one!"

The only Josiah who is familiar with St. Denis is not here, and they don't know where they can escape to. At present, all Hosea can do is let everyone run away separately and run for their lives in all directions.

"What does it mean to be able to run one by one, your guns, uh..."

Dai Ping'an was about to ask something when a big hand grabbed his neck and pulled him off the horse.Yan Xiaoguo grabbed Dai Ping'an's neck with one hand, and walked quickly into the dark alley next to him with a big knife upside down in the other.

"Come with me if you don't want to be caught..."

The voice came from the darkness, and the three of Hosea who reacted looked at each other, immediately got off the horse, drove the horse away, and then followed.

Yan Xiaoguo's pace was fast, and the three of Hosea trotted along behind him.In the dark alley, the three followed Yan Xiaoguo all the way up and down in the dark, and finally came to a room on the second floor of a small building after struggling for half an hour.

After closing the door and turning on the light, the three of Hosea trembled from the scene in front of them.

A burly man soaked from a pool of blood, his face and body were covered with dried blood, and he was carrying a big knife with a palm the width of his hand. On the other side, their accomplice, Dai Pingan, was strangled like a dead dog. Holding it by the neck and holding it in the hand.

"who are you?"

Bill drew out the hunting knife vigilantly. Although his hunting knife was a joke compared with the big knife in the opponent's hand, it was the last force they could use at this time.

Yan Xiaoguo didn't even look at Bill, and threw Dai Pingan in his hand on the ground, then raised his leg, and kicked Dai Pingan, who was finally able to cough, in front of the three of them:
"Ask him yourself!"

After speaking, he turned and left.

Looking at Dai Pingan who was coughing and struggling to get up, Hosea felt that Daqi had misjudged the person.What kind of gang hope is this, he is simply an ancestor who caused trouble, a devil who has been cursed by hell!
It's been less than a day since he came to Saint-Denis, and he has tossed into such a virtue. It seems that the trouble this time is definitely not too small.He wanted to say something, but when he thought about himself in the same embarrassment, everything he wanted to say turned into a wry smile.

Long nights, no mood to sleep, what can comfort a hungry sleeper more than a bowl of hot noodle soup, if there is one, it will be two bowls.

Dai Pingan ate six bowls.

The worried Hosea had no appetite and put it down after eating one bowl. Javier ate two bowls, and Bill was holding the third bowl and was pulling it into his mouth with a fork.Besides Dai Ping'an, he is the most edible and the ugliest.

Dai Pingan, who can use chopsticks, is much more refined. After finishing the sixth bowl of soup, he put his chopsticks to the side of the bowl: "Old Huang, the noodles are good, two more, no, three more bowls!"

Wearing a coat, a melon skin hat, and a mustache, Lao Huang walked over, and took away the empty bowl on the table with a blank expression.

I have to say that Lao Huang's Yangchun noodles are authentic.

A bowl of noodles in clear soup and two vegetable leaves made Lao Huang taste like ham. Dai Pingan, who hadn’t eaten Chinese food for a long time, had a big appetite. Dai Pingan felt that he could hold on to that soup.

Taking advantage of Lao Huang's time downstairs, Dai Pingan grinned at the frowning Hosea while picking his teeth:

"So, Angelo Bronte is following our exchange of gold. He asked for [-] cents, and warned tomorrow, no, we have to give an answer before today. You think the deadline is today's dawn , and it turned out that the police came just after twelve o'clock?"

At twelve o'clock last night, when Dai Ping'an had just left the cemetery, Hosea and Javier were discussing how to deal with Angelo Bronte in the hotel, when the patrolmen from Saint Denis rushed into the hotel, and the three wanted criminals The prisoner didn't even dare to pack his things, so he jumped off the building and ran away in a hurry after putting on a few clothes.

The most important thing is that they didn't even have time to get the bullet belt. After a shootout, the one that almost knocked Dai Pingan's head off was the last bullet in the three-man gun!
Dai Pingan had the urge to laugh when he thought of the fact that the two major members of the Van der Lin gang were being chased by the Saint Denis patrol because they had no bullets.

Resisting this impulse, Dai Pingan asked the question in his heart:

"Twenty to eighty cents is not bad. On other people's land, it is acceptable to charge 20.00% of the procedures. Hosea, why..."

"Boom!" Hosea said nothing with a dark face, but after finishing the soup, Bill put the bowl heavily on the table: "Twenty-eight cents! 20.00% is ours, Angelo Bronte wants 80.00% !"

Such a [-] points!So fucking black!

Dai Pingan didn't speak for a long time, but he suddenly thought of another question:
"Then why don't you run away? You can leave first after exchanging the cash, is it because I didn't go back..."

Dai Pingan couldn't continue asking, because Hosea's face on the opposite side was getting darker and darker, so dark that Bill didn't dare to speak, only Javier grabbed a handful of coins from his pocket and sprinkled them on the table, and said with a wry smile:

"This is the money we exchanged back."

This is a pile of coins of various sizes and denominations.

There are silver coins weighing twenty or thirty grams with a face value of one dollar, and steel coins weighing only six or seven grams and worth only one cent. There are also five-cent coins and twenty-five-cent coins in the middle. This pile of coins adds up to less than five dollars.

It turned out that in the United States at that time, the currency unit for daily consumption was not the dollar, but cents, mainly coins.For a meal, a drink, and some fruit, tens or tens of cents is enough. Only some high-end tobacco and alcohol sold in grocery stores or selected fruits and crops, the unit price is based on In US dollars.

And after Josiah and Dutch successfully exchanged gold for the first time in Saint Denis, they were followed by Angelo Bronte.

This time, Hosea and Josiah went to different banks, and the bank exchanged them for a lot of money, but due to various reasons, they exchanged them with heavy coins.When Angelo Bronte's men came to the door, they realized that the nine big golden bricks had all been turned into a pile of valuable heavy objects.

Dai Pingan wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"How many are there in total?"

"There are five big bags in total, about 500 kilograms. They are all hidden in the freight station of the train station. They should be fine now, but they will be discovered by Angelo Bronte's people after dawn."

More than 500 catties, thinking about Dai Ping'an, it would be a big headache. If it was left in normal times, these things would be divided among four people, and each person could take a hundred catties back with a horse, but now?

It's better to accept Angelo Bronte's [-] points. If you can leave some in your hand, at least you still have a weapon in your hand, and there is no police chasing after you. Maybe you can find a way to snatch it back.

Seemingly aware of Dai Pingan's little thoughts, Javier told him another sad thing:
"On behalf of Mr. Angelo Bronte, the person negotiating with us is Bob Robinson, a deputy sheriff of Saint Denis, who also offered to share [-] percent." Javier shook his head and said:

"In the end, what we can have left in our hands is [-] percent."

"Hey? What are you happy about?"

　try to do another chapter tonight

　　Thanks to the nine groups of editors Penglai for their support,
　　Thank you for the monthly pass of rushB for free, and thank you for the monthly pass of Terry’s dog meat

　　Thanks to the fortune teller and Fusheng Fanmiao for their rewards

　　Thanks to Zhang San of the third level, thanks to Huahuz, thanks to the fortune-teller, thanks to the good name being occupied, thanks to the aquatic pig, thanks to polojiangtom, thanks to Nohara, thanks to the infatuated me, thanks for the recommendation ticket that I really want to eat sweets
　　
　
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