A Red Dead Redemption Story

Chapter 376 The strongest marksman in the West

"boom!"

Following the commotion outside, the villa soon became chaotic. The sound of field artillery sounded like someone was mining next door.

Although the shell avoided the main body of the villa, people inside the villa could still feel the shock.

Opportunity, this is the opportunity Arthur is waiting for.

While the bodyguards still didn't know what was going on and were just a little panicked, they stepped forward to support Maranzano and wanted to take him away. Arthur quickly ran to the table, picked up the hand ax, and pointed directly at one of them. The bodyguard is a throwing axe.

"what!!"

Whether it was the movement outside or the sudden explosion of Arthur in the basement, Maranzano was a little confused.

However, Arthur did not give Maranzano time to react. After knocking down one of them with a flying ax, he picked up another hammer on the table at the speed of light and headed directly towards the only remaining hammer beside Maranzanu. The bodyguard rushed over and managed to knock away his weapon with a hammer before he could raise his gun.

At the same time, those tied up Arthur's men also stood up forcibly and rushed towards the guards behind Arthur who were originally responsible for guarding them.

Although there were ropes tied to their bodies, there were more of them. After the first person unexpectedly bumped into the guard, another one directly pressed his body towards the head of the guard who fell to the ground.

When Arthur killed the bodyguard with a hammer and stood up with blood on his face and looked back, the two guards who were knocked down, one had his head smashed, and the other had the artery in his neck bitten off. He collapsed.

"Ah~ Mr. Maranzano, look, now things are getting interesting."

Before Maranzano, who was still in shock, could react, Arthur smiled and smashed his knee hard with the hammer in his hand.

"Ah!" After screaming, Maranzano fell to his knees directly on the ground.

The severe pain made Maranzano look sober, and he shouted:

"Arthur Morgan!! Don't be impulsive. You are getting yourself into trouble by doing this. We won't get to this point..."

Arthur had no intention of listening to what Maranzano said. While whistling, he closed the door to the basement and locked the door from the inside with the chain he found.

After finishing the work, he tugged vigorously. After confirming that it was secure, Arthur went directly to untie the rope on his subordinates.

"Boss! We knew you would definitely come to save us!" This was the man's first sentence after removing the stuff from his mouth.

Ah, even though they seemed to have mistaken the captured Arthur as coming to rescue them, Arthur did not explain, but just asked the question that concerned him most now.

"Where's Charlie? Wasn't he caught with you?"

"No. Several of our brothers carried it on without saying a word, and then were beaten to death..."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

After confirming that Charlie had not been caught, Arthur wondered whether the movement outside was caused by Charlie.

"Can you still walk? Go get their guns, rest for a while, and we'll fight out when you're ready." Arthur ordered.

At this time, the most seriously injured of the several Blackwater River employees called out to Arthur, who was about to have a good chat with Maranzano.

"Boss... I, I didn't..."

"Okay." Arthur interrupted him and turned around and said:

"Survive first, everything else is not important now."

Just looking at the injuries on his body, Arthur could guess what the man was going to say.Is it worth being ashamed of being unable to bear the torture confession?
Well, it might be worth it when it happens to others, but if it really happens to you, who can be sure that you are a good man who can remain silent under torture.

Thinking about these messy things, Arthur came behind Maranzano, who was dragging one leg slowly towards the basement door, grabbed the collar of his expensive suit, and pulled him back.

"Don't leave in a hurry, Mr. Maranzano, we haven't had a proper chat yet."

"..." The flustered Maranzano was very conflicted. He wanted to beg for mercy, but years of pampering made him unable to open his mouth. He wanted to say something harsh, but his greedy nature and fear of death made him restrain his opening. The impulse, which made Arthur get only silence in the end.

Is this what Arthur wants?

Obviously not, Arthur stepped on Maranzano from the back, bent down, and took a little aim.

I wanted to give him a hammer with my palm, but was still dodged by his random swing.

With no choice but to do the next best thing, Arthur chose to directly dislocate his shoulder joint first.

"Ah! Ah——! Ah!"

You know, if you want to dislocate the joint from the shoulder, it is still difficult to do it with one hammer. So, after several hammer blows, Maranzano's right hand finally stopped moving except for twitching.

"what……"

Although Arthur had stopped, Maranzano was still wailing softly.

"Mr. Maranzano, show some momentum that a big shot like you should have. Don't show such weakness. I also want to learn from you what a western country bumpkin like me lacks." Arthur said this It's a real loss.

When did Maranzano suffer this crime? He may have fought fiercely with others when he was young, but it was more of a unilateral violence against others.

"You can't run away! Arthur Morgan! Kill me if you can! My people will not let you go!"

As if he had figured out that he would not survive, Maranzano finally spoke harshly.

Arthur smiled and grabbed his arm, then turned him over, pinched his fat face with his left hand, and raised the hammer with his right hand.

"Don't worry Mr. Maranzano, in order to repay you for the hospitality you gave me today, I will definitely have to treat you well when you come back."

"bump!"

"Mr. Maranzano?!!"

At this moment, there was a knocking sound outside the iron door of the basement, and the employees who had already rested for a while raised their guns at the door.

"Tsk, it seems there is no time. Goodbye then, Mr. Maranzano."

Maranzano watched as the hammer raised by Arthur began to fall. Before he could scream, Arthur smashed his fat face with one, two, and three blows.

After wiping away the stains all over his face, Arthur threw away the hammer, took the gun handed to him by one of his subordinates, and counted the remaining bullets in the magazine. Arthur failed to find the gun. , some worried people said with a smile:

"Don't worry, with guns and bullets, you can kill the people who come in in a while, just take theirs, hide well, and then, just trust me."

Arthur's confident look still succeeded in giving others confidence.

After all, during training, they heard that their boss, the man named Arthur Morgan, was the strongest marksman in the West.

(End of this chapter)