Red Dead Redemption Dawn

Saint Denis City, East Huita Street, Flame Tavern.

John took Nick into the bar this time, and when he came to the bar, he didn't see the owner of the bar, Paul.

"Are you looking for Paul? Or is it Boss Jon?" A middle-aged man with a beard looked at John and came over and asked.

"You know me?" John looked at the man carefully but didn't have much impression.

"Of course, our forces have expanded eastward by three blocks, and also occupied a very good street. I know the role you played during this period, my name is Nicco." Nicco kindly extended towards John. out.

John smiled and shook hands with him.

"John Wicker, nice to meet you."

"I did come to find them, are they here?"

Nicole shook his head, "Boss Jon is out on errands, and he's not been here recently, while Paul is resting. He usually sleeps very late, but" Nicole looked at the clock on the wall.

"This point should be coming soon, probably within half an hour," Nicole said.

"Then I'll wait here."

"Well, what can you call me?" Nierko motioned for a moment and then went back to his brothers to continue smoking, drinking and playing cards.

John nodded to show understanding, and then asked Nick to go to the next restaurant to order a lot of food to eat.

Because the Flaming Tavern does not buy food, they also recommend that guests eat next door, or they can order next door.

This move doubled John's affection for Jon and Paul.

While the two were drinking and eating lunch, a fat middle-aged man sat down beside Nick.

As soon as he sat down, he smiled and said to John, "Hey, how is John doing?"

John also responded with a smile, "You've gained weight again, it seems that your food has been good recently."

"It's alright, Jon has changed a lot recently. He likes the rich and powerful people in the West End, and I've followed suit. I also learned some ways to cultivate. In short, eat well and sleep well. "Paul touched his bald head and explained it blindly.

"Who is this handsome guy? Yours?" Paul said, turning his head to look at Nick.

"My assistant, Nick. This is Paul." He introduced the two.

"It's nice to meet you, Paul." Nick saw that he was very friendly to the bald fat man beside him, so he maintained the same goodwill towards Paul.

"Haha, I'm very happy to meet you. If you want to drink in the future, you can come to me. I will make you drunk and have a beautiful girl to accompany you, haha" Paul said with a ruddy face.

After the two sides were shabby, Paul turned to look at him, "What is John here to do this time? That short-eyed man has annoyed you again? Why don't you help the heads of the gangs next door? , Jon will be happy to give you all the income from this street."

Paul laughed jokingly.

"No, in fact, I'm here to discuss business this time." He said his purpose of coming here this time.

"Business?" Paul looked at him and then at Nick, who was still eating. "Open a detective agency?"

"No, I'm not just a detective, I'm also a bootlegger. This time I came here to sell bootleg liquor." He said the purpose of his trip.

"Ah, a bootlegger, that thing is really hugely profitable. Tsk tsk" Paul sighed with emotion about this well-known industry.

"However, a detective also sells bootleg wine. John, you are more powerful than you show." Paul touched his bald head again, and said with a little emotion.

"To get a side business, I still have a lot of personal expenses. How about your tavern, my products are quite good, I brought a bottle over, you can try it" John said and took out another bottle of moonshine. . He directly opened the lid and poured Paul a glass.

Paul didn't refuse either, just picked it up and suffocated.

"Oh Shet," Paul uttered a foul language after suffocating.

"John, your stuff is really good, it tastes great. It's really good stuff, haha"

"I'm very confident in my product, how about it? Can it become a best-seller in your store?" He was naturally optimistic about his own bootleg wine. He has a rigid rule that all bootleg wines sold must be tasted before they are shipped, and if they are not right, they should be thrown away.

The goods can be delivered for a period of time, but he has high requirements for quality. The reputation of the bootleg wine business is very important. Even if he has never done business in his previous life, he will know this.

"There is definitely no problem with this quality. I can buy a good thing at a very good price." Paul said with a somewhat unnatural expression. "But I may not be able to negotiate with you privately about moonshine."

"Well why? I can give you a lower price than the market, so you will earn more, I guarantee it is of this quality." John asked strangely, he knew that there would be regular moonshine merchants and Fixed buyer. But with the excellent quality and low price, John doesn't believe that he can't eat a part of the market.

He knew that these bootleggers were usually very courageous, and they all had the guts to play tricks behind their backs, but he was not afraid of these, and even expected them to do it, so that he would have sufficient reasons to swallow the market and people of these people.

So in his opinion, when all the advantages are on his side, there is no reason for the merchant to refuse.

"Well, I can't explain this question clearly~www.NovelMTL.com~ It's just, how to say, there are rules here. But I don't know much about these rules, it's more Jon's to talk about these things. So I don't You can't decide whether to buy a new bootlegging channel alone." Paul explained embarrassingly.

"It's actually better for you to go to Jon. He knows this very well, but how about you leave this bottle to me? Your stuff is really good." Paul smiled and held up the bootleg wine that John had unscrewed. Said kindly.

"Of course I'm glad you like me, it proves that you are a man of great taste. But let's just say Jon is there, I heard he hasn't been here lately?" John smiled and passed the moment. Some unpleasant, smiled and asked Paul about Jon's location.

"Ah, like the guy I mentioned earlier, I don't know what's wrong recently. He learned the hobbies of those powerful people in the West End, and now he may be listening to classical music at home. Laughing dead, a gang robber went to listen to classical music, hahaha "Speaking of Jon, Paul immediately laughed.

"I think it's good to cultivate sentiment, maybe I don't understand it either," John said after a while of silence.

"Hahahahaha I laughed so hard. Haha that guy lives in Wangbu Street, East District, No. 125. You can just go directly, he should be there at this point. Hahaha" Paul laughed wildly, and then said Jon's address.

Then John and Paul chatted for a while before taking Nick to Jon's address.

"John, when you last came to change money, you killed a certain gang around here?" Nick asked gossip along the way.

"Well, that was an accident. But knowing these friends is not a bad thing." John was very perfunctory about this.

"Well" Nick didn't ask more when he heard that he didn't want to say more.