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The next day, early in the morning.

Hosea, John, Dutch, and Arthur sat together at the table in the middle of the camp. They wanted to discuss the next plan, and how to comfort Abigail, who was almost collapsed.

Yes, because of the disappearance of Jack, Abby Gayle is already a little close to collapse.

If Jack could not be found again, no one in the camp could imagine what Abigail would do, and they could no longer lose their partners.

When they were in Blackwater Town, they had already lost three partners. Now, Sean is unable to act and needs to recover from his injuries. He may even be unable to fight again and can only act as a logistics staff member.

The four of them had their own ideas, so for a moment, the atmosphere was a little silent.

It was John who broke the silence at the first time: "I think we should hurry to St. Dennis next, no matter what the result is, at least one result."

"That's right. I think Jack must be still in St. Dennis, because if you abduct children, it's definitely not just little Jack, there should be others. Moreover, I have also inquired about a lot of things in the town, and there has been no news of the child missing recently."

Hosea knocked on the table: "So, I'm sure, that crazy woman must be telling lies. The child must be with Angelo Bronte, but it's absolutely impossible to send it to Italy."

Dutch and Arthur were both listening to Hosea's story and did not interrupt. They all knew that if Hosea said this, it would definitely be true, because what Hosea is best at is inquiring about news and scams.

"That's right. Next, we will go to St. Denis to inquire about the news. According to the crazy woman, Bronte must have a great influence in St. Denis, so you can find it after asking for a little bit." Daqi nodded and set the tone.

"Listen to Ducky, John," Hosea said. "We can definitely easily collect news about Bronte, and then all we have to do is come to the door and bring little Jack back, which is easy."

"That's right. Although I don't know if you can understand it, I never thought you were as great as this moment." Dutch said inexplicable words, at least soothing John's heart.

John was still a little nervous: "You know, if I didn't get the kid back, we didn't know what would happen, and she might even kill us."

"I know, but we need to be calm. Children will not be in trouble." Dutch continued to comfort John: "No one took the child away to hurt him, do you understand? It must be to threaten us or scare us."

"Yes, John." Hosea also spoke aside. Although he didn't know if it would be as Darchi said, the first thing he had to do now was to calm John's emotions.

"What do you think. Arthur?" Dudge said, looking at Arthur.

Arthur nodded as well. He and Dutch Hosea cooperated for a long time. With a look, they could understand what they wanted to do: "Yes, the child will not be in trouble, but obviously, Marston will be shocked."

"We killed a lot of people and caused a lot of trouble, which was completely worthless." As he said that, Arthur began to complain again, because they had been busy here for so long and did not even earn much money. Instead, they offended all the two major families.

"No, no, no, no, it's not worthless. We are for survival. As long as we get the children back, we will leave here." Dutch said, as if he was planning something in his heart.

"Believe me, brothers." Dutch was about to make an inspiring word when he heard the voice from Lenny, who was in charge of the camp guard outside.

"Hey, Dutch, we might be in trouble!"

Dutch stood up and was about to see what the trouble was, when he saw two people walking over outside, dressed in neat clothes, which was different from those who looked like they were sleeping in the open.

"No, no, no, not trouble, but a guest, or, in other words, a solution."

It was Milton and Ross who came over to see the situation and, to make a last attempt, if some of them could be persuaded to leave, it would be better.

"Hello everyone, Dutch van der Linde, and, hello, Mr. Matthews." Then Milton saw another person he didn't know, or was not recorded in the information: "And, who are you?"

John stood up: "Rip Wan Winkel."

Milton didn't know if this was his real name, but he didn't care, because people who were not recorded in the data generally have no criminal record yet. Such people have no value for arrest for them.

Of course, it may also be because only criminal records are recorded, but no name is found.

But only Milton himself knows all this.

"Oh, hello, sir. I am Agent Milton of Pinkerton Detective Firm, this is Agent Ross." After introducing himself, Milton looked at Arthur: "Oh, hello, Mr. Morgan. I'm glad to see you again."

Seeing that Milton was quite enthusiastic about his subordinates, Dutch was a little unhappy and asked in a slight and unhappy manner: "Why are you here? Idiot Agent?"

When Milton heard Dutch say he was an idiot, they were not angry. They were hostile, but since Dutch had a conversation with him, he didn't mind talking to him.

"I don't know if you noticed that this is already a civilized land. We killed all the barbarians not to let you, who have no human dignity and moral bottom line, come out to make trouble."

The barbarians Milton mentioned are those poor Indians. In fact, Pinkerton did help the US government kill countless Indians during the development of the western region.

Although Pinkerton just takes money to do things, in fact, the sins they caused really exist.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! That is why Milton would say, they killed all the savages.

"This kind of day should not continue."

In fact, the rest of the gang knew about Milton, but the current situation was that someone invaded their home, namely Cape Clemons, so the gang members did not think about anything carefully, but instinctively pointed the gun at Milton and the others.

"This place has no civilization. Everyone is insatiable, and they are in a state of shamelessness and only desire." To be honest, Daqi is not afraid of anyone, as long as the other party does not shoot directly, he can still delay.

"The result is that you can take whatever you want, take whatever you want, kill if you want, and then hang everyone else?" Milton's voice grew louder and louder: "Who made you a savior? Take these lost souls astray?"

"Mr. Milton, I am just a person who pursues the truth." Dutch's tone was neither anxious nor slow, as if he was still calm and composed.

"Mr. Van der Linde, you are just a killer." Milton calmed down: "But I'm here to make a deal this time. It's time, you go with me now. I'll let the others go, they have three days to leave."

"Disappear in front of me and go to other places. As long as you don't commit crimes again, you don't have to worry about everything that follows. You can live like a person!" Milton glanced at the people around him.

He has no idea about other people for the time being. If they can really become good in the future, even Arthur Morgan, he can let go. This is the only chance he gives them.

Of course, if anyone among them continues to commit crimes, it doesn't matter, it's just adding more achievements to themselves.

They are still very skilled in doing this kind of thing.

"So, are you here for me?" Dutch's eyes were full of disdain: "Rising his life to come to this nest of thieves full of inferior people and murderers? Just to let them learn to love and live a good life? You definitely don't have such kindness!"

Daqi's words made the gangsters around him laugh.

But in fact, Milton did think so. He believed that everyone had the opportunity to reform, so he was willing to give those who wanted to live a good life. As long as there was no crime in the future, they would become qualified American citizens.

However, the members of the Vanderlinder gang have always been based on Dutch's will, so they will only believe Dutch's words, at least for the time being.

Hearing their smile, Milton was not angry, but said calmly: "Duqi, I don't want to kill everyone. I only have you, it's enough."

Daqi raised his hands and slowly approached the two of them: "If that's the case, it's my honor to join you."

"Friends, sorry, I might need to go to an appointment?" Although Dutch said that, in fact, he knew that in his gang, the gang members would spontaneously protect themselves.

As he thought, for the time being, no one in the gang would betray him, at least not on the surface.

Everyone pulled out the pistols from their holsters and loaded them one after another.

Milton also noticed the reaction of everyone. He was a little disappointed. Unexpectedly, Dutch had such a high status in the gang, and at the same time, he was also angry at these guys who didn't know what was right.

Aunt Susan held a double-barrel hunting rifle: "Duqi, I think your 'new friends' should leave."

"You are making a huge mistake, all of you."

Milton wanted to continue persuading, but Dutch was very happy and interrupted: "Hmmm, yes, we have something that is deliberately born and died for."
Chapter completed!