Redemption of the Red Dead Redemption

Chapter 0140 – Unhappy!!

Brontë suddenly pointed to an unusually obese man and continued to introduce him, “Oh, look at that one, Bahote Crowley, a major in the Confederate Union, who also fought in the Civil War, and everyone said he was a hero… Hehe…… Oh, and next to him was his young wife. You know, it’s common for people nowadays to find young lovers, but if there is a young wife… Not necessarily. ”

Ducky nodded along, he had seen something before.

“Look what I see? It’s those Indian redskin pigs…”

Suddenly Brontë showed a surprised expression, and everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, they saw that the Indian leader (the rain in chapter 6) changed his tribal fur cotton and linen clothes and put on a suit, but the red skin could be recognized as an Indian at a glance.

Falling Rain was communicating with the mayor about something, and then handed the mayor a letter, and the mayor took it and sent him away

Brontë continued, “I don’t really sympathize with them, after all, it’s rare to see anyone who will be American… Pulling someone’s leg…… Hahahaha… Then he should have lived like this, right? ”

Dom is very sympathetic to the Indians, formerly known as the Chinese nation, and has almost been slaughtered by foreign races many times, and deeply understands the difficulties of the Indians.

“Oh, and the one with the mustache…”

Brontë said of this changed arrogant face, staring coldly at the man, “That’s Hekt Philos, a self-righteous newspaper owner…”

Suddenly Brontë thought of something and said to Ducky, “It’s okay… Maybe one day you can mention that I killed him~? ”

Ducky was a little surprised that Brontë was so blunt, and quickly explained, “That, we are not professional killers… At least not intentionally. ”

Brontë, “I didn’t know you were so fastidious, I thought you only recognized money… Don’t want to help a friend? ”

Ducky, “Oh, I’d love to share my worries, friend… Just don’t touch our bottom line, Mr. Brontë you know, that’s what we know each other, don’t we? ”

Brontë said indifferently, “Well, I… Well, I’ll pretend to understand what you’re saying…”

Ducky was a little unhappy, “I mean to offend, sir? ”

Brontë, “It’s okay, it’s okay…”

Saying that, he laughed with the people around him, “These vulgar people, they all hate me…”

Speaking of this, Brontë’s tone became colder and colder, and he also knew that he was only superficially harmonious with these people.

Then Brontë’s face turned pale, and he spoke Italian again, pretending to greet them, “I really want to see you guys die… Haha…”

Ducky and Dom looked at the arrogant Brontë and his partner a little speechless, ready to leave, “Well, chat with you… It’s like a spring breeze. But I know you’re busy, so I won’t bother much. ”

Brontë said indifferently, “Okay, okay, go enjoy yourself, mingle with these vulgar scum… Then you will begin to miss the good times when you pulled out your gun without saying a word, and with cattle on the prairie. ”

Still so vitriol, words everywhere reveal contempt, unabashed…

Dom secretly blacklisted Brontë.

The unhappiness on Ducky’s face became more and more obvious, and he replied in a somewhat icy tone, “It was indeed a good time… Have a good time, gentlemen. ”

With that, he left with Dom.

Brontë suddenly stopped Ducky, “Oh, by the way, I want to ask one last question… What are you here for? ”

Ducky thought about it, did not beat around the bush, but said bluntly, “We need money…”

Brontë, “Ah, money… Yes, of course, everyone wants money. In this way, you can get money at the tram station in Saint-Denis. ”

Ducky was a little surprised that Brontë would tell himself so bluntly, but politely replied.

“Thank you, and I wish you a good time.”

Then he took Dom with him.

Seeing that Ducky and Dom were gone, Brontë exclaimed (in Italian), “All right, everyone, now serve good wine.” ”

Dom became more and more upset in his heart, this guy must have done it on purpose, and he didn’t say anything about drinking when they were there just now…

However, Dom did not show it too much, but secretly remembered it in his heart…

Luca, the receptionist, waited outside the balcony very dedicatedly, and when he saw Ducky and Dom come out, he quickly continued to lead the way, “I will take you to that banquet, gentlemen.” Please follow me. ”

When he reached the staircase, Luca noticed that the door of one room was unlocked, and quickly asked Ducky and Dom to wait a little apologetically, and then quickly locked the door.

Dom knew that this room was the mayor’s study, and he would come to steal documents later…

Locking the door, Luca led the two to the entrance of the back garden on the 1st floor, “Gentlemen, enjoy the evening and welcome you to St. Denis again.” ”

Ducky nodded in gratitude and met Arthur and Hosea on the balcony…