Red Dead Redemption Dawn - Chapter 484 members and goals

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The next night~ Abigail in Beecher's Wish was cooking dinner without saying a word.

Her movements are a little rough.

Little Jack didn't understand why he asked, "Mom, why are you angry?"

When Abigail heard Jack's question, a smile appeared on her face, "Mommy is not angry, Mommy is just worried."

"Worried about Daddy?" Jack asked.

"Yes, we all know he's not smart." Abigail ignored Marston, who looked a little ugly.

"But isn't Dad going to protect Aunt Sadie?" Jack said innocently.

"Yes, I'm here to protect Aunt Sadie, you know, Aunt Sadie is amazing. But she's still a woman, she's not as good as Dad, that's why Uncle John came to me to protect her. You like Sadie Auntie?" After hearing Jack's words, Marston immediately asked Jack with satisfaction.

"I like it, she always brings me something fun." Jack responded seriously.

"Very well, Jack, Aunt Sadie has helped us a lot, and we should also help Sadie. This is what a man should do. Do you understand?" Marston said to Jack with satisfaction.

"I don't understand, but Uncle Arthur said that we should help our friends who have helped us." Jack would think of what Arthur said to him before.

"Yes, your Uncle Arthur is right. We should help our friend who helped us. This is the true meaning of life." Marston was very satisfied with Jack's performance tonight.

"I'm full, you guys eat." Abigail said indifferently, and returned to her room after speaking.

Marston, Kieran and the uncle looked at Abigail who was leaving, and remained silent for a while.

"Is Mom mad? Did I say something wrong?" Jack asked Marston.

"No, she just can't figure it out." Marston reached out and touched Jack's head.

That night, Jack followed Abigail to sleep as usual.

Marston is sorting out his firearms in the living room, two Colt 1873s, which have a familiar name "Cowboy Revolver"

After wiping, he picked up the repeating rifle on the table to check and wipe. This is a Winchester 1866 repeating rifle that he has used for a long time.

It was a figure sitting down opposite him.

"Checking weapons?" Kieran said, holding a glass of warm water.

"Yes, we're leaving tomorrow morning, can't you sleep ~ Kieran?" Marston responded while wiping.

"Fortunately, the room is very warm." Kieran picked up the water glass and took a sip.

The house is large, with seven rooms. Marston and Abigail live in the easternmost room, while Kieran lives in the west near the gate, and the uncle lives in the guest room opposite Kieran.

The rooms of the two were far away from Marston's, so there was no need to worry about hearing any strange business at night.

"I may have to go out for a while. During this time, you urge the uncle to help clean up the feces. That guy is a parasite. If he is lazy, he will beat him." Marston still feels bad for the uncle.

"Hey~ Marston doesn't need to be like this, I still work very hard sometimes." As soon as the words fell, the uncle sat on the other side of the sofa with a bottle of whiskey.

"Trying to be lazy?" Marston mocked unceremoniously.

"Is that how you look at me?" The uncle was a little dissatisfied.

"Otherwise? Listen, if I come back and hear that you don't clean up the excrement these days, I will tie you to a tree and hang you for a day, and then drive you out of the pasture!" Marston warned very seriously.

"Come on, is it necessary for Marston to do this? Can I survive by hanging for a day?" The uncle's first reaction was not to promise to do a good job, but to feel that Marston's punishment was too severe.

"Hehe~ Just try not to do it." Marston ignored the uncle.

He turned his head and said to Kieran, "John said that this order may be dangerous, or it may be dangerous. He gave me a hundred dollars first, and you will take the money to the hospital in Blackwater Town tomorrow.

Check, check, and then get some recovery medicine, Kieran~ It's safe here, you'll get better sooner, maybe it won't be long before you're done. "

After speaking, Marston handed over a hundred dollars to Kieran.

Kieran was a little flattered for a while. In the past two months or so, he has recovered well, at least he is no longer a terminally ill dead person on the outside.

His complexion has recovered well, except that his left leg still hasn't improved, and when it's rainy, his left leg will be sore.

"Take it, I will find a way with Shadi's money. It is the most correct first stage to heal your injury first." Marston said bluntly.

Kieran probably also understood Marston's straight-forward character through his contacts in the past two months, so he took it without hesitation.

"Go back and rest, I have to make some split bombs." Marston looked at the wall clock on the wall and then said to the two.

"I want to rest here. I have to say that the furniture John gave is really comfortable, much softer than my bed. I must spend a lot of money to buy this sofa." The uncle waved his hands paralyzed Sitting on the sofa.

"It's up to you, as long as you don't mind being noisy." Marston shrugged.

"When I was in such a noisy place in the camp, I always slept as soon as I said it, let alone your voice~" the uncle showed off his talent.

"What a qualified parasite." Marston shook his head and ignored it.

Early the next morning, Marston left Beecher's Wish without saying goodbye to anyone, and rode to Guige Bay Wharf.

Sandy and her team are waiting for Marston.

"Am I late?" Marston looked at Sadie and asked jokingly.

"No, I'm more used to arriving early." Sadie also responded with a smile.

Then he greeted the members of Shadi's team one by one.

"John Marston, nice to meet you."

"Klein, nice to meet you." A tough guy in his thirties shook hands with Marston warmly. He was about the same size as Marston, both 183-4 in height, and not small in size.

"Joe, nice to meet you." A younger cowboy also came forward to shake his hand. He was about 175cm shorter than Marston.

"Corden." A bald man in his twenties said to Marston calmly.

"Darryl~www.novelbuddy.com~ Nice to meet you, Shadi just told us that there will be a very strong teammate who will act with us." A black guy with a slightly fair complexion said enthusiastically.

"Landuo, nice to meet you, big man." A blond shrew with a rough appearance smiled and introduced herself to Marston.

"Very well, it's about time. Let's go. I'll tell you the details of this matter on the way." Shadi waited until several people finished their introductions, and then they boarded the merchant ship headed for New Oster State.

And in the swamp of Saint-Denis, Dach was convening a meeting, Hosea, Arthur, and Micah were all there.

They are ready to start exploring the possibility of robbing the bank and planning the route.

Daqi put the map of Saint-Denis City that he had prepared long ago on the table, and then Daqi reached out and pointed at the center of the map.

"It's our goal~"

The place Dutch was referring to was the largest bank in the city of Saint-Denis, the Morline National Bank.