Red Dead Redemption Dawn Chapter 100

It was eleven o'clock when John brought people to their destination. This group was the only bar owner in the small town from Pike Basin.

I don't know how Kars told them, but the boss Crook was very enthusiastic when he saw the arrival of the three of them.

"This is the captain, I'm Crook, the only bar owner in the town. I will trouble you all the way to the thieves' collar this time." Crook is a middle-aged white man in his forties with a beard. . Medium build.

Seeing that the three of them were tall and tall, he was very satisfied. Especially the two guys behind John.

"I'm Captain Oscar, this is my team, Flake and Tom." John lied and opened his mouth.

"Nice to meet you Captain Oscar." Crook introduced the two young shop assistants behind him.

"James, Ivans, they are all my nephews."

"Let's go now when it's due." After instructing Crook, he drove a carriage himself, and John boarded the carriage and sat with him.

There were two carriages, one for their nephews and one for Crook himself. They were all used to hold the bootleg wine that was sold this month.

"Captain Oscar is very young. Has he been in this business for a long time?" Crook took the initiative to ask.

"It's been a few years." John nodded.

"However, I have been working in New Elizabeth, but in recent years, the law and order in New Elizabeth has improved significantly, and this kind of business is getting worse and worse, so I came to New Austin. This is the first time in New Elizabeth. This state does things."

"Yeah, although the two states are adjacent to each other, the security conditions are vastly different." Crook also sighed.

"This state is going to be ruined by those Mexicans."

"It's not that serious, isn't there a lot of gangs?" John thought of the bootleggers entrenched in Twin Rocks, who were equally well-equipped.

"What's the use, thinking about your own one-third of an acre of land all day long, those old Mexicans have become the warlords of this state, this is our place." Crook sighed in his soul.

This place is not yours. You all stole it from the Indians. It's not bad that the stowaways rob you in turn. John groaned inwardly.

"If I were one of the local gangs, I would unite with the others and drive the Mexicans out of the land." Crook went on to talk about his great dream.

"Then you can try it now, maybe you can become the new warlord in New Austin." John joked.

"I'm old. If I'm twenty years younger, I really want to try. Hehe." Crook said loudly.

"Does the state government care about the thieves taking so many stowaways?" John asked about other things.

"There are only a few big towns in this state, more than a dozen small towns, so what's the matter? There are not as many police officers in a few big towns as in their gang."

"And every month, the sheriffs in those big towns will receive money from the Howling Wolf Gang. Who wants to take care of it? They can't afford to support a mistress on that dead salary, so those sheriffs rely on the Howling Wolf Gang. That point is dedicated to raising a few beautiful mistresses. Moreover, the members of the Howling Wolf Gang near the Cloth Merchant Castle usually don't rob and kill, they are all the guys led by the thieves.” Crook complained.

"Then, the head of Fort Gewand is going to be in trouble." John joked.

"Of course, the largest black market in the state is located in Fort Cloth. It's like a trading town. You can do whatever you want. If it's not where people are basically wanted criminals, and ordinary people can't live anywhere, it can become the largest city in the state.”

"Then do you know who is in charge?" John asked.

"Yes, who doesn't know about this state? Ethan Andrews. It's a pity he's Mexican." Crook said regretfully.

"Is he very young?" John asked curiously.

"You're in your thirties, you're still young."

"Have you seen it?" John said in surprise.

"I heard." Crook responded.

"Ok."

"Then where you go to buy bootleg wine, will they be robbed too?"

"Generally not, but you also said that there are many gangs in this state, and this is not the only one." Crook said.

"Sometimes two or three people grab a gun at will."

John and Crook chatted, and soon entered the thieves' territory. There are many people along the way, going to this place.

After entering the range, John saw a lot of outlaws with guns standing on the edge of the cliff staring at John. They still have a big footprint in New Austin. Moyo walked for more than ten minutes before John saw the small island covering an area of ​​fifty hectares.

There are not many buildings on the island, the tallest is only three stories. At the entrance, there were four guys with long guns who checked at random and let Crook go.

Because these few days are big days for bootlegging, there are a lot of people, and the thief collar also provides carriage storage. And the place to stay, although the environment is hard to describe.

Some people left in a hurry after buying, while others bought some contraband and some looted goods in the trading venue that were not seen on weekdays.

These things are cheaper than those in the stores outside, and the quality is not bad.

Buying bootleg wine is actually very expensive, just pay and then move the wine.

The winery is on the west side of the island. It is a large bungalow with thick smoke~www.mtlnovel.com~Six Mexicans walk around with guns, and no one is allowed to approach.

On the second floor, there were two people with long-barreled rifles hiding under the eaves and loafing.

The armory is on the east near the three-story building, with a larger number of guards. More than a hundred meters away, it was surrounded by a fence. There is also a large stable in the southeast, which houses dozens of good blood stallions.

Because it was more than four o'clock here, it was more than six o'clock after Crook went to bargain and completed the purchase. The journey back will be slower because there are two cars of bootleg wine. It is definitely not possible to walk at night, not to mention robbers, it is the temperature difference here at night. It is not something that ordinary people can afford.

Just after six o'clock, the temperature dropped by at least five degrees as soon as the sun went down. In the middle of the night, the temperature difference here was about ten degrees different from noon. There are also wolves and vipers and some cowboys who fancy their goods. So Crook would stay here for one night and head back to town the next morning.

After walking around for a while, John found Zuo En who was gambling with other guards.

Judging from his excited appearance, he must have won a lot.

Then in another place, John found Karls smoking a cigarette.

The two also found John. After giving each other a look, they decided to meet at the accommodation at night.

Afterwards, John pretended to admire the scenery and walked towards the winery, not to mention that the scenery here is really good.

But as soon as John got close to the winery, he was yelled at by someone.

"Hey! This is not where you should be. Go back!"

Judging by the appearance of several guards holding guns to warn John, he returned in disappointment. The guards in this place are indeed relatively strict, and it seems that he can only wait until night.

So John went back to his place of accommodation. After John and the others finished eating the canned food, they waited for the night to come.

Chapter end