Red Dead Redemption Dawn

Arthur finished his breakfast, and then he saw Hosea in a suit. Although Hosea never agreed with Dutch's plan, there was nothing he could do. The gang needed three people to discuss something important. three people are

The part-time founder of the gang leader, Dutch van der Linde.

The second-in-command of the gang mastermind, Hosea Matthews.

The Gang's No. 1, Arthur Morgan

Among them, as long as two people agree to implement a plan, it will be carried out regardless of whether the third party objects to the plan.

"Arthur, change your clothes, I'm going with you to meet those liars." While Arthur was looking at Hosea, Hosea was also looking for Arthur.

"Me? I think it's fine for me." Arthur looked up and down at himself. He was personally very satisfied with his outfit, so he responded with a little disapproval.

"You're a rich man's bodyguard now, rich man, rich man, do you understand? Even the wine glasses are made of gold. You look like a street **** now. Go and change your clothes, I spent yesterday I bought you a set for $15, remember to include the $15 in the gang's expenses next time." Hosea shouted at Arthur twice.

"Okay, you're a rich man now, I'll listen to you, the rich man who spent fifteen dollars." Arthur responded sneeringly, and then obediently returned to the tent with his clothes and started changing.

Hosea ignored Arthur's attitude.

He looked around, everything in the camp was full of vitality, and when he saw the high fighting spirit of the gang members, Hosea's worries were relieved a little. The gang has always followed the elite line, and anyone here can go out To be the central figure of the other gangs, even if Dutch's plan is unsuccessful, there will certainly be no problem in retreating.

After a while Arthur came out in a fitted suit.

Hosea, Arthur, and Dutch have lived together for more than 20 years, and they have a good idea of ​​their respective sizes and heights.

"Arthur, shave your beard and put on some hairspray." Hosea looked at it a few times, and then said.

"Beard? I think it will increase my deterrence." Arthur now has a beard, but he is reluctant to shave it off.

"Oh, **** it." As soon as Hosea was about to speak, Arthur immediately surrendered, ran into the tent, picked up the tools, and began to clean up his rough face.

After a while, Arthur came out completely packed, and shaved off the beard he thought would increase his deterrence. Hosea looked at him and felt that there was no problem, and then motioned for Arthur to mount a horse and follow him to Blackwater Town.

The two rode toward the lower reaches of the Montana River.

"Still worried about Dutch's plans?" Arthur asked, looking at the worry that flickered on Hosea's face from time to time.

"If you say you're not worried, you must be lying. I've always thought that Micah is not very credible."

"I also think there is something wrong with him. Maybe we should go back and convince Dutch to give up Micah." When it comes to Micah Arthur also agrees, Micah has been in the gang for the shortest time, and he is not very friendly with everyone in the gang. A face that no one looks down on. Of course, Micah showed quite respect in front of him, but Arthur understood that the reason why he showed respect to himself was because he had the power to absolutely suppress him.

"This time is impossible. His plan has been approved by Dutch, and his marksmanship is better than everyone except you. Dutch can't give up on him at this point." He Xia really thought about it seriously. Consider this possibility.

"Ah~ that's so sad, but don't worry too much. Like you said, I can take good care of him. As long as he does something that ignores the gang, I will solve him." Arthur also knew that he This proposal is unlikely, so I don't pay too much attention to Hosea's claims.

"Hopefully he won't." Hosea nodded.

"So, how far have you talked to the crooks? Are you going to pay?" Arthur asked about what Hosea had been planning.

"Come on, we entered the city today mainly to inquire about the Heishui Town Police Station, whether it is as Daqi said, and by the way, we will improve the plan." He Xi'a nodded, and then stated the purpose of entering the city today. .

"If it's successful this time, we may retire. Do you think everyone will agree with us to go to Tahiti?" Arthur talked about what happened after the robbery.

"Of course, otherwise they can go there? Continue to be robbers? Arthur, whether you admit it or not, we are going to be a thing of the past. There is no way out of being a robber." Hosea shook his head and continued.

"You know I have some friends from other gangs around here."

"Well, I heard you talk about it, what's wrong?" Arthur responded on the side.

"They were swept away by the police detectives in Heishui Town last year. Only three people survived out of a dozen people, and these three people were also hanged by Heishui Town." Hosea said with a little emotion.

"Don't worry, we won't be next," Arthur said with relief.

"But if we keep doing this, we'll be next," Hosea said worriedly.

"So once the plan is successful this time, we can go anywhere." After Hosea's persuasion, Arthur also gradually agreed with Dutch's plan.

"Well, I hope so." Hosea nodded, and then the two came to the entrance of Blackwater Town.

"So now we're going to meet those liars first?" Arthur asked.

"Yes, I asked them to go to a nearby restaurant. Let's leave the horses nearby first, and we'll take a carriage." After speaking, Hosea went to the stables not far away.

The two stored the horses, then called a carriage and set off towards the agreed location.

At the same time, Macri also waited for the person he wanted to meet, George.

George is a middle-aged man in his forties with a slightly simple and honest appearance.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Macri sitting in the living room waiting for him.

"What are you doing with me?" George walked over to Macri and sat down.

"I can't see you if I have nothing to do? We are friends." Macri responded with a smile.

"I have something to say, I don't remember how good friends I am with you." George didn't even get close to him.

"Hehe, I heard that your business is doing well, have you considered making it bigger?" Macri said with a smile.

"What do you mean by these words, what business are you talking about? I don't know what you're talking about." George was about to get himself a glass of wine when he heard Macri's words and his heart trembled, and then pretended not to know.

"George, I have been the president for more than ten years, and I know a lot of things, including yours of course." Macri said calmly.

"What do you mean? I don't have anything." George flatly denied.

"George, do you know about Yuri Casino? It's the one behind the Bull Bar." Macri said a place name in a calm tone.

When George heard the place name, his pupils immediately dilated, and a trace of panic flashed across his face.

Macri then continued to speak despite George's panic.

"You have been infected with gambling in recent years, but your salary can't fill your gambling capital. Do you want me to say more?" Macri asked softly.

George looked at Macri with a cold sweat in a panic. He did gamble, just like Macri said. A portion of his salary was handed over to his wife and almost all of it was thrown away at Yuri's casino.

Macri was satisfied with George's reaction, he added.

"George, as I said at the beginning, your friends and I, I don't think friends will do bad things to each other, what do you think?"

"What do you want?" George calmed down after thinking for a while. Since Macri knew about him and found him, there must be something for him to help.

"You know, I recently worked at a small detective agency, so, doing what you've been doing, and we feel like we can work together for a long time, and you'll get paid handsomely for it, I'm not going to break my word." George spoke softly with his eyes flickering.

John's eyes were very tired after reading the documents all morning, and he rubbed the eye acupuncture point with his hand.

He took out his pocket watch and glanced at it, it was one o'clock in the afternoon.

Then his stomach growled.

It's really time to eat.

So John greeted a few people in the company to go out to eat, but unfortunately it seemed that everyone except himself had just finished eating.

So John had to go to a restaurant not far away by himself for dinner.

After the meal, John just came out of the restaurant and met Hosea and Arthur in formal suits at the next intersection.

John saw the two of them stunned for a moment and then came forward to say hello very happily.

"Hey Arthur." John called to the two of them.

Hearing someone else's own name, Arthur was stunned for a moment, then turned back to see John with a little white face.

"You? It's you! John Wick?" Arthur said uncertainly.

"Yes, hehe, glad you still remember me." He was glad to hear Arthur call his name John.

"Arthur, your friend?" Hosea looked John up and down.

"Yes, my name is John Wick, how about you?" John also smiled and stretched out his hand towards Hosea.

"Clote Joseph." Hosea said to Arthur next to him after he finished speaking.

"It seems that you met your friend. Arthur, you should have a good chat with him. I will go first and remember what I told you." After that, Hosea turned back to John with a slightly invisible arrogance. Speaking of.

"Mr. John, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you can have a good chat with my nephew."

"Okay~www.NovelMTL.com~Mr. Clotte." John knew he was lying, but he still cooperated.

Seeing Hosea leave, Arthur thought about Hosea's last words.

"Arthur, you're glad to meet you again, but I seem to disturb you." John said happily.

"Oh, no, I'm glad to meet you too, have you been in Blackwater recently?" Arthur asked, looking at John.

"Well, it's been there all the time, and hasn't left." John nodded.

"Going for a drink?" Arthur nodded and suggested.

"Now?" John looked at the sun at two o'clock.

"I'll ask you this time, just to ask you something." Arthur said with a smile.

"Well, I know a place that fits." John nodded.

Then John took him to a bar that wasn't quite fancy.