Red Dead Redemption Dawn

John Eight searched the room for a while but couldn't find anything useful. Behind it is a thick cement brick wall that was once more than four meters high.

My group of people is trapped here without any way out or way.

"It's alright, if you can't fight, it's just to see God. It's no big deal." Zuo En and the others said to their subordinates indifferently after rummaging through the house.

"Don't be afraid, I will take you to see God and let you go to heaven." Zuo En patted Zach on the shoulder and swore.

"It's okay, head, I have lived for so long, these are the most glorious years of my life. All the robbers are respectful when they see me. I have enough for the past few years." Zach said with a smile.

It seems that in the cognition of Zuo En and the others, there is no such thing as going out and surrendering.

"Damn, I knew I would retire last month. So many things happened in just over a month." Kars sighed while smoking a cigarette.

"Sheriff John, what do we do now? Time is running out." Kars asked John.

John was also smoking a cigarette and didn't respond immediately. John glanced at everyone, and the faces of those under the pressure of death were pale.

Throw away the cigarette butts in your hands and stamp them out with your feet.

"I'll go out and have a look."

"Head?" Billy said worriedly.

"It's okay, since they want us to surrender now, it proves that they don't want to kill us, at least not until tomorrow comes." John shrugged.

"It doesn't make much sense to be locked up or for a night." Zuo En retorted, depending on the situation, he was preparing to take his own people for the last charge.

John looked at him several times. This man may be a scumbag, but in this case, he looked very open.

"The sound of gunfire in the northeast has been reduced, and the number of people outside has not decreased. The director cannot attack. First listen to what the other side wants to do, and then plan for the worst." John was silent for a while and then took off his double Give the gun to Dorom.

Watching John walking out of the house, the others were silent and did nothing for a while.

John walked out of the house and raised his hands to show that he was not in any danger.

John said loudly when he was more than 20 meters away from the opposite side.

"My name is John, and I'm in charge of this operation. We want to talk."

The gang members on the opposite side didn't say anything, but no one came to do anything to John.

Both sides are waiting for someone who can handle it.

Moyo waited for more than two minutes when a robber with a sturdy temperament came over.

Searched John's body, removed the two daggers from his body, and said to John.

"follow me."

Then John obediently followed behind this guy.

Probably walked into a small room not far from the heavy machine gun.

A white-faced and beardless man about sixty years old was sitting inside, drinking coffee and smoking a cigar, with two bodyguards standing behind him.

Seeing John coming, the man looked him up and down for a while.

"Sheriff John? Sheriff of the docks in Blackwater?" Greer said with some certainty.

"Yes, Mr. Guers, I have long admired the name." John nodded flatteringly.

"Sit." Greer pointed to the chair more than ten meters away from him.

John stepped up and sat down.

"Why didn't yours come out? Are they going to hold on to the end? That place only takes three minutes to destroy, you know." Greer flicked off a section of the slightly longer cigar.

"Maybe it's the fear of being beaten into cheese by your people as soon as they come out." John replied after thinking for a while.

"Oh, no, I'm still talking." Greer said with a chuckle.

"Do I ask you a question?" John asked after looking around.

"Ask." Greer nodded.

"what you up to?"

"Why do you ask this? Shouldn't this question be asked of your director? I have always passively countered your actions." Greer asked strangely.

John stared at him twice, but couldn't see anything.

"Can we survive?" John asked about what was in front of him.

"Then do you have anything worthy of me letting you live?" Greer asked.

"It depends on what your request is. I think if it weren't for the assassination of the councilor of Blackwater Town or the kidnapping of the rich man in Blackwater Town, we should all be able to do it." John pondered for a while to respond.

"You killed a lot of people, maybe more than 20?" Greer asked the people behind him.

"Thirty-one." The people around him responded immediately.

"Well, if you look at more than 30 people, there must be an explanation." Greer nodded, then turned to John and said.

"I think we can come up with a lot of cash to appease these people." John felt that robbers were nothing more than asking for money to maintain their lawless and free life. Zuo En, Kars and himself will definitely be able to come up with a lot of money.

And even if there is no shortage of this guy in front of him, the people under him always have a heart.

"How much?" Greer asked casually.

"Thirty thousand." John reported the limit of his ability.

Hearing this number, Greer turned to the people around him and asked, "Are all the sheriffs in Blackwater Town so rich? I didn't know that before?"

The people around him spread out their hands, expressing that they are not clear.

Then Greer turned around and said to John.

"Actually, I have already asked someone to write a letter to the police station in Heishui Town. As for whether you can survive or not, it depends on what your chief did."

"Oh, I forgot to tell you that the people in the northeast are not the people in your bureau. Your director took them to catch a idiot. I believe that tomorrow your director will personally bring someone over to redeem you, so at noon tomorrow Before, you won't die. Of course, if you are not obedient and die, I don't mind killing a few in advance." Greer told the general situation now.

"So all our steps are in your plan?" John recalled what happened.

"Almost, there are some flaws, but the general result is the same." Greer nodded.

"So Inspector Mason is not a traitor? Someone else?" John asked the imprisoned Inspector again.

"Haha." Greer smiled and didn't say why, but took a sip of the coffee on the table.

"Go back and talk to your mates and let them come out. I won't let you be abused or anything else, it's boring. Be honest with my people. Wait until the next day for your chief to bring someone over to redeem you. Go, this is the only thing you can do now." Greer said to John and asked his men to take John away.

John was silent for a while after hearing this, then got up and walked towards the house.

"John, remember. I don't want to kill you, because it's of little value. But you and your people need to understand that I don't mind killing you, because you're of little value. Last minute." Greer's voice was cold behind him. Speaking of.

John took a deep breath and walked all the way back into the house.

Back in the house, Billy and Dorom let out a sigh of relief.

"What did they say?" Kars asked after taking two glances~www.wuxiaspot.com~ not very good. "After John finished saying this, he said the conversation with Greer just now as it was.

"Surrender, we can't do much. At least they should have medicine to keep him alive." Kars said looking at his injured men.

"Damn it!" Zuo En burst out a foul language after listening, but did not refute Kars' remarks of surrender.

After that, the nine people walked out of the house after a standoff for a few minutes, and then someone confiscated their guns. Then help their hands and feet. But like Greer said, they weren't abused or mocked.

Just being helped with hands and feet and taken to the dungeon.

Even the injured were re-bandaged and their medicines changed.

And the other side.

Leiter was furious and smashed a bottle of whisky on a person's head.

"Bang!" followed by a scream, and the man passed out.

This man is a Mexican. If the members of the Howling Wolf Gang were there, they would definitely recognize him as the leader of the thieves, Chopper.

"That idiot! Just one hundred thousand dollars!" Leiter growled at Baylor beside him.

"For one hundred thousand dollars, he gave up the entire thieves territory. This idiot!"

Baylor was silent.

"Damn it! Such a stupid guy made a thief so big?" Leiter glanced at him in disgust until he fainted to the ground and sneered at Chobak.

"The director, what should we do now? The John Nine are still in their hands." Baylor asked aloud.

"Damn it!" Leiter looked gloomy.

"The chief has a letter saying it's for you." This is a police officer outside the door who ran out with a letter and said.