New Gods of North America

To be honest, as a "flower in a greenhouse" grown up in Black Rock Town,

Wayne really didn't have much experience dealing with provocations from strangers he met in other places.

The townspeople in Black Rock Town are very simple and honest.

If they are acquaintances, even if they are joking with each other, they will at most tease each other a few words, or spray a few words starting with specific letters, and that's it.

If they are strangers, it's even simpler. Compare the speed of drawing a gun or shooting, basically give a warning, and most things can be resolved quickly.

Fights usually happen between "acquaintances", especially after drinking too much or after a dispute, but the townspeople usually don't fight with strangers.

Unless it's a one-sided beating.

So when Wayne turned his head and saw that it was a stranger, he was also a little embarrassed.

Virginia is, after all, a prosperous state on the East Coast, considered the so-called "civilized world."

He wondered if directly drawing a gun would seem a bit too reactive and bullying ordinary people.

So Wayne and the others turned around and leaned against the bar, looking at the drunk behind them.

Wayne glanced at the redneck drunk and asked the bartender, "Is he a local here?"

"Yeah, this is Kevin, a regular here."

The bartender first answered Wayne's question with a smile, then raised his voice, "Hey! Kevin, these are my customers, don't cause trouble. Go back and hug your goats."

"***!"

The drunk sprayed back at the bartender, his eyes moving back and forth between Ineisha and Linna's faces, and finally settled on Ineisha's side, "Hey, little girl, why don't we sit down and chat?"

That was a bad choice.

Linna probably has plenty of ways to deal with such guys, but Ineisha usually doesn't chat with strangers. When she's not fighting, she's like a good baby, but when she starts fighting, she's an old hunter. When it comes to dealing with drunks, she might be even more unreliable than Wayne.

For example, the Wendigo in Black Rock Town might have a deep understanding of this.

Wayne politely refused him for Ineisha, "Sorry, we have something to talk about. Please don't disturb us."

This drunk didn't seem to have any defenses at all. He could probably be kicked onto the floor and become a hunched shrimp with one kick. He could only hope that he would listen to the advice.

After all, the sheriffs these days don't have so-called medical insurance. Besides American Iaido, Wayne learned from Uncle Benjamin since he was a child some life hacks like "how to quickly make the other party lose resistance while ensuring that he is not injured as much as possible."

If a fight breaks out and the sheriff is called, Wayne has already thought about what name he should use.

The news of "Gray Wolf" Freddy being killed is probably not spread to the East Coast yet. The wanted order may not be withdrawn so quickly, so it's not safe to impersonate him. Falsely impersonating church members and public officials is easy to get "weighed", so he can't play with it casually.

So if Wayne sees the sheriff because of a fight later, he plans to call himself "Tony" this time, and his persona is a former bartender from a small town who found a gold mine in the West.

Of course, the drunk didn't listen to the advice.

Then, before he could speak again, a group of people had already silently surrounded him.

In addition to the detectives from the detective agency, a few strangers who were sitting at the same table with Doug and the others also stood up and formed a human wall.

Doug didn't look like his usual Mr. Nice Guy at this moment, with a cold face towards the drunk, "Get out of here, these are not people you can mess with."

Compared to Wayne's group, the cold eyes of a group of bounty hunters seemed to be able to directly feel the murderous aura and pressure more intuitively.

The drunk initially opened his mouth, as if he still wanted to say a few harsh words like a tough guy, but in the end, he just picked up his beer glass, took a sip, and then turned around and walked away awkwardly.

Then Doug respectfully bowed his head to Wayne and the others, waved his hand to his companions,

and everyone returned to their seats.

The tavern was originally quite noisy, and the movement here was not very big, but with such a scene, the atmosphere suddenly became沉寂.

This was a scene that Wayne was used to seeing.

Usually, when the sheriff takes people away from the tavern, the scene will be quiet for a while.

So Wayne glanced around, met the gazes of the people who were looking over, nodded slightly, then raised the beer glass in his hand, and raised his voice slightly, "Cheers!"

Some polite onlookers raised their glasses slightly to signal, and others took back their gazes and continued to talk.

Compared to the initial hustle and bustle, the tavern's voices at this time were mostly whispers.

However, Wayne didn't care too much about this. He turned back to face the bar and continued chatting with the bartender.

A place like a tavern is like a classroom during recess after the homeroom teacher leaves, and it usually doesn't stay quiet for long.

The bartender had already poured a glass of whiskey at this time, handed it over, and placed it next to Wayne's hand, "This glass is on our tavern. I didn't expect you to be a big shot."

"Thank you." Wayne raised his beer glass to the bartender again to signal, "I wonder if a 'big shot' gets a discount when inquiring about news?"

The bartender raised his eyebrows, "That's not something a big shot should do. But as compensation, I can give you a piece of news for free - I know the location of a 'Skinny Gang' stronghold, do you have a map?"

Linna quickly took out the map from her small bag, along with a pen.

The bartender unfolded the map, then folded it over, exposing a part of the map on the top, and then he lightly drew a small circle on the map with the pen, and rolled the pen back smoothly:

"I'm not sure if this is their only stronghold, but this news has at least been confirmed."

Wayne glanced at the map, this place was a bit far from Clariceburg,

but it was both on the state border between Ohio and Virginia, and also stepped on the border between two counties in Ohio. It seemed very reasonable to say that it was a stronghold of a gang.

Wayne flicked his finger and rolled the pen back to the bartender, "Didn't you just say that there are three big gangs? How much is the intelligence worth for the remaining two gangs' strongholds?"

The bartender pressed the pen on the bar:

"The 'Overseers' don't seem to have fixed strongholds. They usually commit crimes while wandering on the borders of various places.

"As for the 'Gali Adventure', they seem to be planning an operation recently and have recently appeared next to the steam train lines. I think this news is worth at least $10, and if you want to buy it out, it will be $20."

Wayne touched a large double eagle gold coin with a face value of 20 US dollars and flicked it over.

After the bartender caught it, he picked up the pen and marked a location on the map, while praising on his mouth, "Generous choice. Don't worry, I won't tell this news to other bounty hunters."

Wayne ignored his nonsense.

If it were in Black Rock Town, if a stranger told Tony a piece of news in the tavern at night and told him to keep it secret, maybe the whole town would know about it by the next morning.

Only fools believe in strange bartenders, their credibility is only useful to regular customers.

So Wayne撇了撇嘴, and shook his thumb in the direction behind him:

"Remember which people came over just now? Get them a few bottles of good wine. You can calculate the rest of the money yourself, choose a suitable price, and I'll treat the guests in the tavern to a round of drinks."