Red Dead Redemption Dawn

Saint-Denis, business district, Bastille tavern.

John ordered a bottle of whiskey and Nick had a casual chat

Most of the people drinking here are in formal suits and look like white-collar workers.

The person John was looking for was not here now, and the bartender said that her appearance time was not fixed, and that John had a private meeting at seven o'clock.

He looked at his pocket watch, it was three o'clock in the afternoon, and John was considering whether to visit the woman's house.

Just as John was about to leave, a vulgar voice sounded from the door.

"Today was so bad, there was no interesting people in the whole city, the whole city was like a **** in the sewer. It stinks and there's nothing worth seeing."

The voice is technically not bad, if you ignore her complaining tone.

He looked towards the source of the sound~

A heavily made-up lady pushed in the door. She was dressed gorgeously and held an exquisite folding fan in her hand. Her face was round and her mouth was small, full of complaints.

It seems that something unpleasant happened every day.

And the people around seem to know this **** who is over 40 years old.

They all made way for the lady.

As for this situation, the woman didn't seem to say much, but rather enjoyed the fear of the people around her.

"Tom~ bring the wine, I'm thirsty." The woman walked to the sofa on the first floor of the tavern, and then lay down halfway.

She made a very enchanting pose on the sofa. If this pose was Anna or Ofina, John might be very interested.

But the woman in front of her belongs to the level of menopause no matter her age or figure.

On the other side, the bartender brought her a bottle of whiskey and a hexagonal glass that was quite good.

"Do you need ice this time?" asked the bartender, named Tom.

"No need~" The woman waved her hand casually.

Then Tom put down his wine and glasses and went back to the bar.

And the lady started pouring and drinking by herself.

She was still complaining about the drinkers in the tavern.

"How does a thirsty old woman get drunk in here? Please, gentlemen, you're embarrassing yourself. You're not even good drinkers."

There was no response from the crowd, as if they were all used to the lady's complaints.

"This town is **** boring. Boring! All of you...all, boring. You should be ashamed. You people are boring and have no nasty fetishes. This place used to be full of great people, and the stories I heard would make The devil blushed. The old days were gone, the devil went somewhere else. Just a choirmaster or something, and it was the boring kind. Boring."

"I used to have a good partner who was very funny to talk to, but unfortunately he died a few years ago. So my life has returned to a point of extreme boredom. You are a bunch of boring and boring guys."

The lady spoke her words to herself, as if the world had nothing to praise except complaining.

John watched for a while at the bar, then turned to Tom, who had just delivered the wine, and asked, "She's always like this?"

"It's been the same over the years, and sometimes I go to other pubs, but there are still more here. She is in the pub 20 days a month, and three-quarters of them are here." Tom said with some ridicule.

"She used to be a famous courtesan in Saint Denis and was very popular with the local upper class. But you know, when she gets old, it's not hard to guess what will happen now," Tom whispered to John.

He looked at the protagonist who was far away from here.

She also seemed a little worried about being heard by her.

"Yeah~" John nodded.

"If she was a little smarter back then, she wouldn't have ended up marrying a suitable person." Tom continued to tease.

"But she's quite rich herself?" John asked casually.

"I heard that she has several shops on the next street, and she can't starve to death with rent every day." Tom said with some envy when he teased this.

"Then she's actually quite smart," John said with a smile.

"What time does she usually drink?" John asked.

"Nine o'clock at night, sometimes ten o'clock, sometimes seven o'clock, and sometimes just drunk on the sofa and slept until the next morning." Tom shrugged.

Then Tom said to John again, "Sir, if you have something to do with her, it's best to talk to her before she is drunk. If she is drunk, she will hardly admit to anything drunk when she wakes up."

"Really?" John smiled, then looked at the time, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon.

"Thank you." John handed a dollar to Tom, then said to Nick, "We should go back and get ready, there's a little party tonight."

Nick nodded.

As soon as he walked out of the pub, Nick asked, "Do we need to go buy a suitable dress?"

"I told William last night that William will handle it for us. You can always trust Mr. William." John said jokingly.

Nick nodded without saying anything.

And the other side.

Rhodes Town, northeast.

Arthur and Sean also rushed to the gate of Gray Plantation.

"Last time you blew up her wine shop, this time we helped her burn the Gray's tobacco plantation. It's interesting, isn't it?" Sean said with a smile on his face.

"Better be careful," Arthur reminded.

"Don't worry, I have a plan. Even if it's a piece of white cloth, I can tell the flowers." Sean was full of confidence.

"That would be best." Arthur nodded.

"Oh~ Arthur, you think you should stay behind." Sean said suddenly.

"Back?" Arthur looked at the bootleg behind him.

"Yes, because the delivery guy doesn't need two grooms, you know, I have plans to make sure we can get in, but you're different, aren't you the sheriff in town? So~ they may have seen you." Xiao En said.

Arthur looked at Sean with a serious expression.

Then he said, "Okay~ don't screw it up."

"Of course~ of course~ I guarantee it with my life." Sean patted his chest to assure.

Arthur then got up and got into the car.

Then Sean drove a car of bootleg wine to Caliga Plantation alone.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the manor, he was stopped by the guards.

"Stop~ what are you doing. What's behind?" the guard asked, looking at Sean.

"There are good things in the back, and they asked me to send them over." Sean said, his tone was a little nervous.

Arthur, who was hiding behind the car, was really sweating.

"What the **** are you talking about?" the guard looked puzzled.

"I'm here to deliver, I'm a newcomer, they asked me to deliver it, do you want to try it, my friend." After speaking, Sean turned around and took a bottle of bootleg wine and handed it over. "Here, good stuff. Haha. "

The guard took it suspiciously and took a sip.

"Try it, I'm new, hehe~ I don't have any malice. I'm from Dolgo, in Ireland." Sean said.

"Ireland? Is it?" The guard instantly became enthusiastic when he heard Sean's hometown.

"Of course~ they said you know about the tavern in town, just let me bring the things over, and told me not to ask more, just do it. Haha~" Sean watched the guard put down the gun in his hand Then climbed into the carriage with the bottle of moonshine.

Sean immediately made a move.

"They said it's fine to just do one thing and deliver it before the big guys arrive, they said~" Sean wanted to make it up.

But the guard directly interrupted him after climbing up, "Okay~ okay, I understand, over there. You drive the carriage over." The guard patted Sean on the shoulder a little enthusiastically.

"Ah~ thank you, my name is Sean." Sean said quickly

"Well~ my name is Hamish." Hamish said to Sean after taking a sip of wine.

"Haha~ Nice to meet you, Hamish." Sean extended his hand enthusiastically.

"Haha~" Hamish also warmly shook hands with him. "It's good~haha~"

"certainly."

"Your country is not bad. Although it is not as good as Connemara, it is not bad." Sean was close to Hamish.

"We are from England." Hamish also responded enthusiastically.

"Really? Haha, so we are almost brothers, hahaha~" Sean was close to Hamish.

"Haha~~" Hamish also laughed twice, it seems that he quite likes this groom from his hometown.

"It's just up ahead, keep going along this road," Hamish said to Sean.

"Thank you," Sean said.

"You're welcome, it's been so long, I forgot who delivered it," Hamish said.

"Yes~www.NovelMTL.com~ When they said they wanted more grooms in town, I signed up without hesitation. You know, I would never turn down a formal job," Sean said.

As they spoke, they came to a warehouse where carriages were stored.

"It's here," Hamish said.

"You can unload the goods here." Hamish instructed Sean to park in the carriage and then got out of the car and said to Sean.

"Haha~ Of course, after saying that, Sean walked behind the carriage.

Then Sean removed a box of bootleg wine and came to the door. Then he said to Hamish, "You guys remind me of Donegal's big house."

Sean put down the moonshine and introduced the action to Hamish, attracting Hamish's attention.

On the carriage, Arthur quietly got out of the carriage during the conversation between the two, and then took small steps lightly behind Hamish.

And Hamish was being attracted by Sean's exaggerated movements and words, completely ignoring Arthur behind him.

Immediately afterwards, Arthur stood up to restrain his neck and covered his mouth and nose, and then twisted violently.

'Katcha~' Hamish collapsed to the ground limply.

"Oh~ Passionate Hamish~" Sean looked at the fallen hometown brother without any distress.

"Tell me about Dolgo's big house, you introduced it well." Arthur teased Sean.

"Hahaha~ Let's work, close the door first, we can wait here until it's dark before we start." Sean said and pulled up Hamish's body and took it off.

And Arthur looked left and right, and then pulled the door of the warehouse.

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