A Red Dead Redemption Story

Chapter 27 Who is the Poor Man
The old sheriff sat quietly in front of the door, with his shotgun and a glass of water on the table next to him.

He sat like this all day, staring at the big tree not far away.

He asked himself if he had any regrets, if he could do it over again, if he had made different choices, would he still be able to have a complete family now.

The old sheriff remembered that his father always told him not to regret the choice he made.

When he was a child, he fell down and his mother wanted to hug him. In order to show his strength to his father, he refused.

When he was older, his father asked him which pony he would like, because the girl he liked had a beautiful white horse, and he chose the same.

When it’s time to get married…

There will always be people who ask him if he regrets it later, and he quibbles that he does not regret it. What a wrong decision, there is no way to do it again, there is no going back to the past.

Nowadays, the old police chief has long passed the age of pondering these truths. He feels that he still doesn't understand the truth. He has just learned to accept it in the face of life, and accepts that people have to pay the price for their choices.

No matter what the cost.

Today's old police chief doesn't dare to drink, not even a drop. He's afraid that when he meets a bastard from the Odris gang again after drinking too much, his hand holding the gun will tremble. This is not because of fear or excitement, but because of fear or excitement. It's because of his age. After living to his age, he can no longer steady his hand like he did when he was young.

Drinking alcohol will only make the situation worse.

He has always been afraid recently, afraid that he is getting old, afraid that he will not live long enough to take revenge.

On a night like today, the rustling sound made by the wind blowing through the tree branches should be louder. He sighed, looking at the swaying shadows of the trees under the moonlight. The old police chief thought to himself, as people get older, There will be some changes that I have never thought about. For example, I will often fall into some memories of the past. For example, I will suddenly feel that the wind at night has a childhood flavor, or I like to use a certain Review your life with a critical attitude.

Just like people always say that he is an old-school person, but in his opinion, this does not mean that he wants to be an old-school person, it is just that the times keep moving forward, and in the process, he seems to have accidentally been left behind. Later, everything he held on to fell behind.

"Grandpa, I can't sleep, I want my mother."

"She hasn't said goodnight to me yet."

The little girl opened the door and came to the old sheriff holding her rabbit stuffed animal.

The old sheriff gently picked her up and put her in his arms. He touched the girl's head and said softly:

"My dear, didn't grandpa say good night to you?"

"And Bonnie, look, he's saying goodnight to you too."

The old sheriff picked up the rabbit doll and put it in front of his face. He stroked the little girl's head with the rabbit doll's little hands and said in a hoarse voice: "Good night, good night, Jenny! Good night, good night Jenny!"

Jenny was amused and giggled. The grandfather and grandson played for a while, and Jenny was so sleepy that she began to rub her eyes. The old police chief was worried that the night wind would catch a cold, so he carried Jenny back to her bedroom. In the process, His eyes did not dare to linger on the other two empty beds. He put Jenny on the bed and lay down, covered her with a quilt, kissed her forehead gently, and finally closed the door carefully.

After going downstairs, the old police sergeant suddenly stood on the spot before leaving the house. He heard several dogs barking outside the house, but it soon became quiet. He was not careless. Years of experience made him instantly Alert.

The old sheriff picked up the long-barreled shotgun placed by the stairs and the ammunition nearby. After checking the magazine, he carefully aimed at the door in front of him.When he saw the door handle being turned slightly, the old police sergeant decisively pulled the trigger. The sudden huge gunfire and light of fire seemed to frighten the people outside the door. A figure seemed to flash outside the window beside him. The sergeant fired another shot at the window. This shot hit the enemy, and screams sounded outside the house.

The old sheriff calmly unloaded and reloaded. When the reloading was completed, the enemies outside the house had also rushed in from the front door. Seeing that they did not choose to shoot at each other but chose to rush directly towards him, the old sheriff A bad premonition arose in his heart, but he didn't have time to think about it. After firing twice, the old sheriff directly picked up the empty gun in his hand and knocked down the third enemy with the butt of the gun. .

The old sheriff used the butt of his gun to smash the enemy's head on the ground crazily. When he was sure that he was dead and could no longer die, the old sheriff took advantage of the opportunity and began to reload.

Just as the old sheriff finished reloading his bullets.

"Drop your weapon, or I'll kill her!"

Jenny’s cry made the old sheriff freeze for a moment.

I don’t know when the enemy went upstairs and took Jenny hostage.

The old sheriff's eyes were red. He didn't dare to gamble. He couldn't watch his daughter die in front of him. He could only roar loudly:

"Don't hurt her! You fucking bastards!"

The gangsters didn't give the old sheriff time to bargain, so they took advantage of this opportunity and grabbed him.

Then, the old sheriff was tied to the big tree in front of the door, cursing loudly.

The house in front of me was burning and smoke was billowing.

The cries emanating from the house grew from loud to quiet, then to pain, and then ended suddenly.

Finally, the gangsters laughed and untied the old sheriff and said:

"Greetings from the O'Drisco Gang."

But the old sheriff couldn't listen to anything anymore. He rushed straight into the burning house like crazy.

And in a hidden place not far away, young Malloy covered his mouth, not even daring to cry out.

……

"Hey, wake up and stop being in a daze. What next?"

"By the time you got there it was too late, so what happened to the old Sheriff?"

Arthur looked at Malloy impatiently, and Malloy, who finally got out of his memories, said calmly:

"They were unfortunately burned to death in their sleep. It was the Odrisk Gang who did it."

(End of this chapter)