game traveler

Chapter 46 Wild Millikin, fighting every day

It had been a week since the Van der Lim gang set up camp at Horseshoe Watchtower.

And this week, after many inquiries from gang members, the Van der Lin gang finally had a general understanding of Valentine's situation.

First of all, Valentine has no news about the Blackwater robbery.

In the sheriff's office, among the many reward orders, there was no Van der Lin gang.

After all, that was already last month.

Moreover, as there was no further follow-up on the hunt, the newspapers did not make follow-up reports.

Detective Pinkerton, who was still searching around Blackwater Town and Grizli Mountain, probably didn't know that the Van der Lin gang had left the bitingly cold snow mountain and came to the vicinity of Valentine.

They foolishly thought that the Van der Lin gang would be reluctant and would return to Heishui Town to take the huge sum of money they stole...

Almost all of them have been to Valentine.

Including Dutch, who has been hiding in the camp and dare not show his face, also went to Valentine twice in person.

Of course, he didn't dare to go to the crowded Smith's Tavern, so he had to go to another smaller tavern to drink.

Smith's Tavern is Valentine's largest tavern, and its main source of customers is outsiders who have some money in their pockets and want to entertain themselves after the livestock sale.

In the other tavern, most of them are locals.

After confirming that Valentine has no law enforcement officers hunting down the Van der Lin gang, and no one knows himself, Dach let go of his worries, and once again appreciated Hosea's proposal to camp at the Horseshoe Watchtower.

After learning about Roche Company and Rorschach's name, Dach and Hosea both told the gang members to keep a low profile and never get into any trouble or attract unnecessary attention.

They lack everything now, money, food, but most of all they lack the attention of others.

Especially the attention of local snakes like Roche!
However, he seems to have overlooked one very important thing:
These desperadoes under him are not good-natured babies...

. . .

Inside the Smith Tavern, there was a lot of voices.

The brisk melody of the piano rippling in the air along with the notes.

At this moment, Arthur, who was wearing a blue shirt and a black scarf around his neck, pushed open the salon door and walked in.

As soon as he came in, he glanced left and right, and found Javier and Charles standing in front of the bar, drinking.

Beside them, there are two accompanying ladies.

To be precise, it should be a prostitute.

"drink!"

"Continued Cup!"

At this time, Javier just turned his head and found his good brother, and immediately waved and greeted:

"Hey, Arthur!"

"Come here, come here, let me introduce our friends to you..."

Stepping to the front of the bar, Arthur nodded to the two ladies and said:
"Nice to meet you."

Seeing Arthur with a strong figure and a hoarse and sexy voice, standing next to Javier, a lady whose exaggerated chest muscles were about to fall out, her eyes lit up.

She first scanned Arthur up and down unscrupulously, and then she joked:

"Whoa, aren't you as strong as a teak mountain?"

However, a lady with some Mexican ancestry beside her has a different opinion:
"Shut up, Anastasia...everyone can see that this guy is a sissy."

As soon as these words came out, Javier, who valued sex over friends, immediately echoed:

"Yeah, he's a sissy... sissy. Isn't he, Arthur?"

However, not every man just licks the dog with sweet words in order to make a woman take off her clothes.

At least not Arthur.

Arthur couldn't help but frown at the two people's behavior of criticizing him, and then waved his hand:
"You can say whatever you want."

Immediately afterwards, he also looked up and down the somewhat revealing clothes of the two, and then found an opportunity to fight back:
"How much are you worth?"

"It's very rude of you to talk to a lady like that."

"Oh, I didn't know I was talking to a lady." Arthur also deliberately emphasized the word "lady".

The subtext is that you little whores who like to hate people are not ladies worthy of respect!
As soon as this remark came out, the two "ladies" couldn't hang on their faces.

"Excuse me."

After leaving such a sentence, the two turned around and left on the spot.

Watching the enchanting figures of the two go away, Javier, who was full of pity, couldn't help complaining: "I must say, you really know how to treat women, my friend."

"Yes, he is simply a standard playboy, a heartthrob..."

As soon as the words fell, Arthur picked up a glass of wine on the bar and poured it into his mouth.

With a snap, he put down the glass. Arthur's facial features frowned slightly, and he breathed out the smell of alcohol, "Hiss, this wine is quite strong...By the way, where did Bill go?"

"Oh my God! I can't even think about it..."

And at this moment, Bill, who was a little staggering, just opened the door and walked into the tavern.

Then, there was a collision with a cowboy who was about to walk out of the old tavern.

The two stood facing each other, spitting, and both said why the other party didn't move out of the way.

Seeing this, Arthur couldn't help complaining:

"Is he going to kiss the guy, or is he going to punch him?"

As soon as the words fell, Bill grabbed the cowboy's collar and gave him a hard headbutt!

"Oh, now we know the answer."

As soon as the words fell, Javier grabbed a beer bottle on the bar and smashed it on the head of a cowboy who was about to get up to help without hesitation.

With a bang, the wine bottle blossomed!
Arthur and Charles also immediately joined the fight.

In the tavern, the cowboys who had nowhere to vent their hormones were divided into two factions, and they immediately became one.

At this moment, in the minds of the four of Arthur, Dach's instruction of "don't cause trouble" had already been thrown thousands of miles away.

However, they didn't draw their guns, and to a certain extent, they obeyed the orders of their boss...

Brawls in taverns are a daily routine in the West.

The old bartender standing behind the bar has long been used to it.

However, since the Roche Company settled in Valentine, such tavern brawls have decreased dramatically.

Because many of the cowboys who came to the tavern to drink and play cards were bodyguards of Roche.

So, looking at the chaotic fight scene, he just continued to calmly calculate the losses in the tavern, while calling out to the pianist hiding in the corner:
"Benjamin, go and report to Roche and the sheriff, saying that the new faces who just arrived a few days ago caused trouble in the tavern."

"it is good!"

You bastards, keep beating, beating harder, better smash everything.

Then I can make you lose all the dollars on your body, and then replace them all with new ones!
However, just because he doesn't care, doesn't mean others won't.

A heavy voice full of impatience came from the second floor:
"What happened downstairs?"

(End of this chapter)