A Red Dead Redemption Story
Chapter 217 is Mr. Brontë.
Chapter 217 is Mr. Brontë.
Back at the hotel, Hosea and the others, who thought they would be waiting for him in the room, were actually sitting in the bar area on the first floor, drinking.
"Hey, Arthur, this way, this way."
While waving to Arthur, Sean asked the girl sitting next to him to move her seat.
Yes, in order to make room for Arthur, Sean actually drove away the girl who was chatting and laughing with him just now.
After watching the girl leave who was obviously reluctant to leave, Arthur sat down on the chair and asked with a smile:
"What? You are so sensible today. Did you mess up something again?"
Seeing Sean blowing his nose and staring after hearing this, Arthur quickly waved his hand and asked again:
"Okay, okay, let's talk, have you caught that group of pickpockets?"
Sean pushed Kieran and motioned for him to speak. Kieran understood that Sean's narrow-mindedness must have flared up again, so he opened his mouth and replied:
"Sean and I found the group of thieves entrenched in the alley based on the information we inquired about, but we only found them but did not catch them."
……
After inquiring with Brother Dawkins, Kieran and Sean realized that they were in the wrong place. This group of pickpockets, composed of children wandering on the streets, did not operate in the slum area where they were now.
Finally, following the guidance, the two of them found the entrance next to a tavern called a salon, and then entered an alley. After passing through an unknown number of arcades and going up and down many steps, they finally Successfully found two children leaning against the wall.
Sean wasn't sure if these two were the ones they were looking for.
At this time, the black-haired boy among the two boys, who was wearing a blue shirt and tied with a hemp rope as a belt, shouted to Sean and the others first:
"Hey, are there any cigarettes, gentlemen? Huh?"
Listening to this Italian-faced boy talking to him in such a casual tone, Sean frowned and said:
"How old are you? What do people smoke?"
"Ah, okay, okay, so do you have it?" the boy continued to ask nonchalantly.
Kieran stopped Sean, who was about to teach him a few words. After he threw away the whole pack of cigarettes in his pocket, he asked:
"Do you have any other friends of similar age? I lost my wallet yesterday..." Having said this, Kieran looked at the reactions of the two children. After taking in the changes in their expressions, he continued:
"Then a child picked it up for me. I wanted to thank him, but he ran away quickly. Although the money inside was missing, that wallet was very important to me, so I wanted to find it. The child should thank him very much."
Next to the black-haired boy, the blond boy with oily hair and overalls, who had been silent and was obviously older, spoke at this time:
"Oh, the person you are talking about must be our friend. No matter how much money you plan to give to thank him, you can leave it to me."
"That's right, Crete will hand it over to you. Come on, it will save you trouble and you don't have to keep looking for it."
Looking at the two boys, one big and one small, who were singing along, Sean smiled and said sarcastically:
"What? Do you think we are fools?"
While he was talking, a young man who stood behind Sean kicked him hard in the calf, then turned around and ran away.
Sean was kicked forward and fell forward. Fortunately, Kieran supported him. While Kieran turned around to look at the person who sneaked up on Sean, Crete, a blond boy with oily hair, had already taken him with him. The other boy laughed at the two of them and ran away.
"You idiot! We stole your wallet!" "..."
"Leave me alone! Go chase him, I'll catch up in a moment." Sean shouted at Kieran who was still supporting him.
……
"Then what? Did you finally catch up?" Arthur asked with interest.
Kieran sighed. Sean, who had been listening to what Kieran had said for a long time, finally wanted to say something. He followed what Kieran had just said and continued:
"Don't mention it, when I chased him, Kieran had already been pointed at a gun by several older children in a dead end of a market..."
"Hahahaha." Arthur and Hosea, who had just heard the story, laughed loudly. The two raised their glasses and touched each other. After Arthur took a sip of the whiskey in the glass, he continued:
"Then you two are still sitting here intact, so I guess it must be Sean that after you arrived, you showed off your power and knocked down those children one by one, and then rescued Kieran, is that right? Haha. "
Well, after Arthur finished speaking, Sean turned his head and stopped talking. Obviously, the development of the story was not as Arthur said. In the end, Kieran continued:
"These kids were of different ages, they were Angelo Bronte's men, the younger kids would pickpocket the streets looking for rich tourists, the older ones would run errands, The task of scouting for news, as for those children who are about to grow up and those who have already grown up, they will become his thugs, helping him collect protection fees from vendors in the market and merchants doing business in the city..."
Hearing that these pickpockets were actually Bronte's people, Arthur put away his smile. He remembered what Webster had said to him before, so he asked:
"Then, how did you solve it in the end?"
……
"Tell me, why are you chasing my people?" Richard, as the leader of this group of children, stood up from his chair, then faced Kieran who was pointed at the gun, and Kieran who had drawn his gun after arriving. Sean asked.
Sean carefully assessed the situation in front of him. Except for the youngest child at the scene, not counting the gun carved from wood in his hand, there were at least ten guns of different models, old and new. Looking at him and Kieran.
After judging that using force is not realistic.
Sean slowly put down the gun, then spoke to Richard, who was obviously the little boss in front of him, and said comfortingly:
"Hey? Can you be reasonable? When we were passing by, these two little bastards asked us for cigarettes. Then after we gave them the cigarettes, they suddenly hit me, so we chased him."
After Richard listened to what Sean said, he nodded slightly, stretched out his hand to straighten the plaid flat cap on his head, he just glanced at Critter who was standing aside with his head lowered, and He didn't ask whether the cause of this incident was the same as Sean said.
Because as early as after Sean finished speaking and Crete did not open his mouth to refute, Richard knew that what Sean said was most likely the truth.
He came to Crete, then turned his back to Sean and Kieran in a very calm tone and said:
"You two, I recognize you. You must be looking for your stolen wallet, right?"
"..."
"Well, I'm sorry for your stolen wallet. Although it was done by our people, it was also because of your own carelessness. I will not return it to you. At the same time, I advise you not to Come to trouble us again, because we are protected by Mr. Bronte and I work for him, do you understand?" With that, Richard slapped Crete hard. The reason why he wanted to slap The reason for Crete is also very simple.
It is not allowed to cause trouble casually and then bring your own troubles here.
"Angelo Brontë?"
After hearing what Kieran said, Richard raised his voice and corrected:
"It's Mr. Brontë."
(End of this chapter)
Back at the hotel, Hosea and the others, who thought they would be waiting for him in the room, were actually sitting in the bar area on the first floor, drinking.
"Hey, Arthur, this way, this way."
While waving to Arthur, Sean asked the girl sitting next to him to move her seat.
Yes, in order to make room for Arthur, Sean actually drove away the girl who was chatting and laughing with him just now.
After watching the girl leave who was obviously reluctant to leave, Arthur sat down on the chair and asked with a smile:
"What? You are so sensible today. Did you mess up something again?"
Seeing Sean blowing his nose and staring after hearing this, Arthur quickly waved his hand and asked again:
"Okay, okay, let's talk, have you caught that group of pickpockets?"
Sean pushed Kieran and motioned for him to speak. Kieran understood that Sean's narrow-mindedness must have flared up again, so he opened his mouth and replied:
"Sean and I found the group of thieves entrenched in the alley based on the information we inquired about, but we only found them but did not catch them."
……
After inquiring with Brother Dawkins, Kieran and Sean realized that they were in the wrong place. This group of pickpockets, composed of children wandering on the streets, did not operate in the slum area where they were now.
Finally, following the guidance, the two of them found the entrance next to a tavern called a salon, and then entered an alley. After passing through an unknown number of arcades and going up and down many steps, they finally Successfully found two children leaning against the wall.
Sean wasn't sure if these two were the ones they were looking for.
At this time, the black-haired boy among the two boys, who was wearing a blue shirt and tied with a hemp rope as a belt, shouted to Sean and the others first:
"Hey, are there any cigarettes, gentlemen? Huh?"
Listening to this Italian-faced boy talking to him in such a casual tone, Sean frowned and said:
"How old are you? What do people smoke?"
"Ah, okay, okay, so do you have it?" the boy continued to ask nonchalantly.
Kieran stopped Sean, who was about to teach him a few words. After he threw away the whole pack of cigarettes in his pocket, he asked:
"Do you have any other friends of similar age? I lost my wallet yesterday..." Having said this, Kieran looked at the reactions of the two children. After taking in the changes in their expressions, he continued:
"Then a child picked it up for me. I wanted to thank him, but he ran away quickly. Although the money inside was missing, that wallet was very important to me, so I wanted to find it. The child should thank him very much."
Next to the black-haired boy, the blond boy with oily hair and overalls, who had been silent and was obviously older, spoke at this time:
"Oh, the person you are talking about must be our friend. No matter how much money you plan to give to thank him, you can leave it to me."
"That's right, Crete will hand it over to you. Come on, it will save you trouble and you don't have to keep looking for it."
Looking at the two boys, one big and one small, who were singing along, Sean smiled and said sarcastically:
"What? Do you think we are fools?"
While he was talking, a young man who stood behind Sean kicked him hard in the calf, then turned around and ran away.
Sean was kicked forward and fell forward. Fortunately, Kieran supported him. While Kieran turned around to look at the person who sneaked up on Sean, Crete, a blond boy with oily hair, had already taken him with him. The other boy laughed at the two of them and ran away.
"You idiot! We stole your wallet!" "..."
"Leave me alone! Go chase him, I'll catch up in a moment." Sean shouted at Kieran who was still supporting him.
……
"Then what? Did you finally catch up?" Arthur asked with interest.
Kieran sighed. Sean, who had been listening to what Kieran had said for a long time, finally wanted to say something. He followed what Kieran had just said and continued:
"Don't mention it, when I chased him, Kieran had already been pointed at a gun by several older children in a dead end of a market..."
"Hahahaha." Arthur and Hosea, who had just heard the story, laughed loudly. The two raised their glasses and touched each other. After Arthur took a sip of the whiskey in the glass, he continued:
"Then you two are still sitting here intact, so I guess it must be Sean that after you arrived, you showed off your power and knocked down those children one by one, and then rescued Kieran, is that right? Haha. "
Well, after Arthur finished speaking, Sean turned his head and stopped talking. Obviously, the development of the story was not as Arthur said. In the end, Kieran continued:
"These kids were of different ages, they were Angelo Bronte's men, the younger kids would pickpocket the streets looking for rich tourists, the older ones would run errands, The task of scouting for news, as for those children who are about to grow up and those who have already grown up, they will become his thugs, helping him collect protection fees from vendors in the market and merchants doing business in the city..."
Hearing that these pickpockets were actually Bronte's people, Arthur put away his smile. He remembered what Webster had said to him before, so he asked:
"Then, how did you solve it in the end?"
……
"Tell me, why are you chasing my people?" Richard, as the leader of this group of children, stood up from his chair, then faced Kieran who was pointed at the gun, and Kieran who had drawn his gun after arriving. Sean asked.
Sean carefully assessed the situation in front of him. Except for the youngest child at the scene, not counting the gun carved from wood in his hand, there were at least ten guns of different models, old and new. Looking at him and Kieran.
After judging that using force is not realistic.
Sean slowly put down the gun, then spoke to Richard, who was obviously the little boss in front of him, and said comfortingly:
"Hey? Can you be reasonable? When we were passing by, these two little bastards asked us for cigarettes. Then after we gave them the cigarettes, they suddenly hit me, so we chased him."
After Richard listened to what Sean said, he nodded slightly, stretched out his hand to straighten the plaid flat cap on his head, he just glanced at Critter who was standing aside with his head lowered, and He didn't ask whether the cause of this incident was the same as Sean said.
Because as early as after Sean finished speaking and Crete did not open his mouth to refute, Richard knew that what Sean said was most likely the truth.
He came to Crete, then turned his back to Sean and Kieran in a very calm tone and said:
"You two, I recognize you. You must be looking for your stolen wallet, right?"
"..."
"Well, I'm sorry for your stolen wallet. Although it was done by our people, it was also because of your own carelessness. I will not return it to you. At the same time, I advise you not to Come to trouble us again, because we are protected by Mr. Bronte and I work for him, do you understand?" With that, Richard slapped Crete hard. The reason why he wanted to slap The reason for Crete is also very simple.
It is not allowed to cause trouble casually and then bring your own troubles here.
"Angelo Brontë?"
After hearing what Kieran said, Richard raised his voice and corrected:
"It's Mr. Brontë."
(End of this chapter)
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