He's in the west, he's a cowboy

In the end, the uncle still didn't get the good wine he was longing for. Zhou Zheng and Charles just had something to eat in the tavern and then dragged him on the road, which made him complain all the way.

The road to Xedibele was not easy to walk. There were swamps and crocodiles along the way. The unfamiliar environment and the natural fear of predators made Chitu very manic. Zhou Zheng could only comfort him constantly. Feed him something he likes to eat, and this will make him feel at ease.

The three of them walked until it was almost dark, and then successfully arrived at Shadibele with great difficulty.

Javier, who was on sentry duty today, saw Zhou Zheng and Charles and opened his arms happily: "Haha, it seems that uncle did not die of drunkenness in Rhodes. This is really good news."

It seems that everyone knows what kind of character the uncle is.

Zhou Zheng dismounted and gave him a hug: "Fortunately, I arrived today. If he were two days late, you would have to go to a country farm to find him."

Javier hugged the two of them, looked at Zhou Zheng and said, "Thanks to you last time, if it weren't for you..."

Zhou Zheng stretched out his fist and punched Javier on the chest: "Why are brothers saying this? When we were in the snowy mountains, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have survived."

These words made Javier very happy. It seemed that Zhou Zheng was still thinking about his past friendship.

"Hosea has been waiting for you for a long time. I will take you to see him." He smiled and led the way. Following the dirt road, the group came to a dilapidated small villa.

"Hey, we live in a big villa, that's okay." Zhou Zheng said with a smile.

"It would be nice if there were fewer crocodiles." Javier pointed to the river near the villa and said: "These rivers are full of those ghosts. Yesterday Tilly went to the river to wash clothes and found a piece of driftwood floating on the river. I was about to use a branch to push it away, but it turned out to be a crocodile, which almost scared the girl to death."

It seems like life here is not easy, Zhou Zheng thought as he looked at the harsh environment around him.

The air is damp and exudes the rotten smell of rotting corpses. There are puddles everywhere on the ground, which cannot be dried even under the sun. Mosquitoes flying in the sky are like bombers.

Zhou Zheng hates bugs and doesn't like humid environments. The environment here is simply hell for him.

Such a broken house is obviously not enough for so many people in the camp. The house should be given to the woman and Dutch Arthur. The men in the camp are in the woods outside the villa, setting up several tents around the campfire.

Seeing Zhou Zheng and Charles, everyone came forward to say hello. Zhou Zheng was very happy to see them all with beards and tails. After all, the people still in the camp are all good.

Hosea sat on the table in the middle of the camp with a sad face. After looking at Zhou Zheng, he still managed a smile: "Welcome back, kid."

Zhou Zheng stepped forward and gave the old man a hug: "How are you doing?"

"It's very bad. Dutch is acting like a fool all day long. He beats people without giving him a drink every day. He doesn't come out to take charge of the overall situation. Now the camp is a mess and everyone is worried. We can only hide in this place now, getting closer and closer to the virgin land of the west in our hearts. Farther away,” Hosea couldn’t help complaining.

Dutch and Micah, these two people made a mess. Now one is dead, and the other is drunk all day long to escape reality, leaving a mess for him, an old man who is half buried, to shoulder.

"I heard that you have a big plan in Luozi, how's it going?" Zhou Zheng was quite curious and wanted to know what this big plan was.

"There is no big plan, they are just clowns." Hosea said sadly: "Only when I got out of Luo Zi's messy things, did I see a lot of things clearly. The two major families have long been They found us, luckily we moved quickly..." Hosea said sadly.

Pearson served coffee to several people, and Zhou Zheng smiled and said thank you, which made Pearson feel flattered and left with a smile.

Hosea discovered something keenly, but he couldn't say it out loud. He just sighed and said, "What about you, have you finished your work?"

Zhou Zheng took a sip of coffee, but it was still as bad as ever. He frowned and put down the cup and said, "No, I have to go to Saint-Denis. There is a big job there. Are you interested?"

"Haha, we can't protect ourselves now..." Hosea smiled bitterly and shook his head, but still asked: "What's the matter? If you need help, my old bones are still of some use."

Zhou Zheng told Hosea something, and emphasized that as long as he could help and do everything possible to help William win this battle, he might be able to persuade William to cancel their wanted order.

But Zhou Zheng also said that he didn't dare to vouch for it, and it couldn't be everyone, and he looked up upstairs. Unless Cornwall and all Pinkertons were completely killed, what Dutch said...

Hosea understood what he meant. Even now, he would definitely not be able to give up on Dutch, and now that everyone in the gang was relying on him, he had to be cautious.

He pondered for a while and said slowly: "I need to think about it carefully. Look, it's getting late. Just take a good rest here tonight. I'll give you an answer tomorrow. How about it."

"No problem, of course. By the way, where is Arthur? I'll go see him." Zhou Zheng stood up and asked.

"In the small room on the second floor, go ahead, he suffered a lot this time." Speaking of this, Hosea became even more sad.

Zhou Zheng and Charles went upstairs and entered the small room inside. They saw Arthur lying alone on the bed smoking a cigarette. Zhou Zheng smiled and said, "Hey, cowboy, it seems you are doing well."

When Arthur saw the two of them, he smiled and was about to get up from the bed, but he touched the wound and grinned in pain, making Zhou Zheng and Charles laugh.

"Okay, just lie down." Zhou Zheng smiled and took out a bottle of good wine from his bag, which he bought while paying the bill for his uncle.

"It seems that you have made a fortune this time. This drink is not cheap." Arthur looked at the wine bottle in his hand and said in wonder.

"Yeah, a Colm's head is worth a lot of money." It was nice to see his old friend, and Charles was in the mood to joke.

"Ha, what about Micah? I heard that you killed him directly?" Arthur only heard from Javier, but he didn't know much about the follow-up.

"Of course, why not keep the food to waste?" Micah is a good Micah if he is dead.

Arthur looked at Zhou Zheng, who was quite high-spirited, and joked with a smile: "It seems you were right, I was really saved by you."

"Well, at least what I saved wasn't a frozen salted fish, right?"