Red Dead Redemption Dawn - Chapter 344 very disappointed

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When the two came to the church, Arthur watched with great vigilance, as if to confirm whether anyone was following him.

"Did he tell you the exact location?" John tied his horse to the door.

There was no nervousness in his expression.

"Hosea only knows that Dutch has put it in the church." Arthur continued, "You need to look for it."

Actually, it's a small church because it's run down and it's really small compared to other new churches.

But if you're looking for a big box to hide money in this church, you'll have to search for a long time to rummage through the church.

"Then go find it, I'll go see the priest here. If you need any help, you can call me." John said to Arthur after lighting a cigarette.

"Apologize to the priest here for me." Arthur said seriously.

kindness? John also looked at him seriously, then nodded.

The church was just as old as John remembered it.

Father Haydn should be out to see a doctor.

So there is no one in the church.

He was sitting in the hall smoking a cigarette, and he looked at the figure of the iron cross again.

I don't know what to think.

After an unknown amount of time, he stomped out the burnt cigarette butts.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" A slightly familiar and gentle voice recalled from behind.

John turned his head, and the tall Father Haydn was standing not far away.

Seeing that it was John, he was stunned for a moment, then returned to his state and asked, "Sheriff Wick, is there anything I can do?"

Father Haydn was still in good spirits, but John felt that his eyes had a little more sacredness and majesty than before.

Maybe it's him who doesn't care~

John thought to himself.

"Come and see you, how are you doing?" He panicked.

"Fortunately, thank you for the medicine you donate every month. I asked where the girls came from, and they said they lived in Wake Manor, may God bless you." Father Haydn said with a cross on his chest with his hand. .

"Small thing, I see that you haven't recruited new cleaners, are you busy?" John said seriously.

Father Haydn was almost seventy years old, or already seventy years old.

A seventy-year-old old man went to see a doctor all day long, and when he came back, he had to clean the whole church, and even climb up and down to wipe some places.

Even though he is in good spirits now, but if he falls that day, he may be gone, and his age is there.

Father Haydn was silent for a while, and then said, "I can't give much salary every month, and no one wants to accept this job that only fills the stomach and has a lot of hours."

Hearing this, John thought for a while, and then said to him, "I will call two people over tomorrow, you just need to prepare a place for them, and I will handle everything else."

"Thank you for your kindness, and may God bless you." Father Haydn gave John his blessing again.

"If you need me somewhere, Mr. Wick must say it."

"Yeah, yes." John nodded.

Just as the two were talking, a relatively rapid footstep sounded.

Arthur looked a little flustered.

"What's wrong?" he asked calmly.

"I found someone outside." Arthur said with a somewhat inexplicable expression.

John looked at Arthur and then got up and said, "I'll go out and see, don't go out until I'm back."

Then he said to Father Haydn, "Father, take my friend to a quieter room to calm his panic."

"No problem, sir, come with me." Father Haydn nodded.

Arthur looked at the priest and then at John.

Arthur said, "John~"

But John interrupted him, "Arthur~ You didn't ask me if I was a character in Blackwater Town. My previous answer was a bit perfunctory, and now I'm answering again 'Yes, I am a character in Blackwater Town.'"

Then John gave him a look that I'll take care of everything.

Immediately after, he picked up the hat and strapped it on his head and went out.

Arthur also followed the priest into the side door.

John went to the door and lit a cigarette.

There were indeed a few people at the door, a few Pinkerton detectives.

And he also knew the leader.

He walked over and greeted the leading gentleman.

"Mr. Aoun, are you here to pray too?" John asked with a cigarette in his mouth.

"John, your appearance surprised me but not surprised." Aoun, who dismounted, said to him with a calm expression.

"Why is it unexpected and not unexpected, you said that you are ignoring me." John's expression was the same.

Inside the church, Arthur's confrontation outside the church on the second floor was a bit tense.

On Aoun's side, there were four people including him, all three with guns.

The menacing atmosphere Arthur couldn't have felt wrong, they were coming for him.

He never knew where he was exposed.

And Arthur feels that there are more than four on the opposite side, there should be a few more in the dark, and these are very likely hunters (snipers)

His sixth sense told him that if he sneaked out of the church while the two of them were talking, he would be very likely to be killed.

Now he can only hope in John, and hope, as he said, 'He is indeed a man in Blackwater. ’

"John~ I've seen too many robbers in my more than ten years of career, you know. At the beginning, when I learned about their actions, I would feel angry." Aoun took it in a hurry. I lit it up with a cigar and took a sip.

"More than 70% of these robbers have the habit of killing their victims, so when I find them, I will use the same hand to abuse them again. In the next ten years, I have lost the original sense of anger. , but I'll keep doing it."

"And like these robbers, I don't have any burden to abuse them." Aoun stood very close to John, and even the smoke from both sides could float on each other's faces.

John was a little taller than Orne, but equal in momentum.

"Then Aoun, what do you want to say." John still looked straight at him calmly.

"I think we should be friends." Aoun took a cigar. "Your reputation is actually very good in Blackwater, John, you shouldn't cover up these scum~www.novelbuddy.com~ the freshman who died at their hands. There are probably many more lives and innocents than you save."

"As far as I know, you may cooperate with these people for some reason, but I don't think you will work with these scumbags."

Aoun took a big puff of his cigar, letting out a thick puff of smoke.

For Aoun's questioning, he did not refute, and he could not find a refutation point.

"It's just me being selfish, can we talk?" John's tone didn't change much.

"Like you said, we might have a lot of places to work together. What do you think?"

Aoun listened to John's suggestion calmly. He brought a lot of people this time, of course not only these three. He has seen how powerful this group of people is, and his team is suppressed by the strength of the other party in terms of numbers.

Although the other party attacked first, they suffered a big loss in their hands.

Aoun watched him silently, then he discarded the cigar he had only smoked from his mouth, and then turned on his horse.

He turned his horse's head, and when he was about to leave, he turned and said to John who was standing at the door of the church.

"John, I can't say I'm a good person, so I can't ask you to be a saint, but your actions today~" Aoun paused, then continued, "I'm very disappointed."

Then he said to the people around him, "Let them retreat, and they don't need to pay attention and discuss this matter."

Immediately afterwards, the four of Aoun left the church on horseback.

John took his last puff, then threw the **** on the ground and stomped it out.

Immediately afterwards, he put down the thoughts in his heart and turned to walk towards the church. Click to download this site APP, massive novels, free to read!

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