Red Dead Redemption: Western Consortium

Valentine, Rand Farm.

"Arthur, are you feeling better?"

After three days of recovery, Arthur was finally able to get out of bed and walk around. The only thing he couldn't move was his left shoulder.

However, Arthur is still unable to engage in strenuous activities, otherwise it will easily break if the wound is involved, causing secondary damage.

Arthur was very lucky. The bullet did not get stuck in the bone, but was only embedded in the muscle. It would only take a few weeks to completely recover.

"It feels good, David. It looks like I have good luck."

"Damn it Colm, don't let me catch this guy, or I'm going to give him a good lesson."

"Oh Dutch, David did you tell him about me."

Arthur took the coffee brought by the maid and asked David.

"Not yet. My ranch in Rhodes Town was attacked yesterday. Fortunately, I got the information in advance and there were no casualties."

"That guy Mike is still useful at critical moments. Today they will send a captured Saint Denis figure here. If you are interested, maybe you can take a look with me."

"Daqi, I will send him a message."

Arthur resists civilization because of unfamiliarity, inferiority, and even fear.

The industrialized city made him feel less than half familiar. In the final analysis, it was because of the sense of security.

After being injured this time, David planned to take Arthur with him to let him feel the charm of civilization. As long as he is familiar with and understands it, no one will resist civilization.

"Well, what can I do? I can't even use a gun now."

"It's an interesting thing, isn't it, that a big shot from Saint-Denis is now your prisoner."

Arthur replied with a smile.

He has been lying in bed for the past few days and has not even visited the farm. It is good to see some excitement now.

David introduced: "Angelo Bronte is an Italian. They are a gang living in the city. They do some illegal business and some serious business. They are very rich and they look like businessmen on the surface. Rich."

"The Braithwaite family used to work for him in the bootlegging business, and the Lemoyne Raiders also cooperated with him."

"Of course, the Lemoyne Raiders have been killed, and the moonshine business in Rhodes Town has been taken over by me, so they want to attack my moonshine spot, a ranch in Rhodes Town."

"Obviously, their operation failed and Mr. Martley, Bronte's top thug and liaison to Bronte's illegal business, is now my prisoner."

"Perhaps you can guess, Arthur, how much ransom Bronte would be willing to pay for his top thug."

Arthur said: "Sure enough, he is a big shot. This gentleman named Bronte, the Braithwaite family is working for him."

"He must have a lot of money, so I think it's at least $1000."

David said: "Oh, Arthur, you underestimate this Mr. Martley too much. In their gang, he is the second boss, just like Hosea or your status in the gang. "

"How much ransom would Dutch be willing to pay if you were caught?"

Arthur said helplessly: "Oh, Dutch, he probably won't pay the ransom. He must have brought someone here to rescue me."

David replied: "Well, Arthur, you are right, Dutch is not in the habit of paying ransoms."

"That Mr. Martley may not arrive until almost sunset, from Rhodes Town."

"So, let me show you around my business, this farm, and my cafe, the Veterans Club."

Arthur is obviously also more interested in this, about David's current situation.

David first took Arthur to the shooting range in the back. After all, there were always gunshots here.

Seeing the employees who were training continuously, Arthur felt itchy and wanted to shoot a few rounds, but unfortunately he couldn't do it now.

The main person in charge of the shooting range is an uncle. He says he is responsible, but in fact he drinks here every day.

"Arthur, it's not bad. Each of these boys is so energetic."

"Looking at them, I feel like I'm young again."

Seeing David and Arthur coming over, the uncle took a sip of the private wine and said with a smile.

Arthur replied: "Is this your job, uncle? It seems that this is indeed very suitable for you. Only David can have such a job."

"Oh, drinking endless moonshine and watching others shoot targets. This is probably Parasite's favorite way of life."

The uncle chuckled: "Of course, this is great, I like it here."

Although Arthur was chatting with his uncle, he kept looking at the employees in the shooting range who were shooting with guns or riding horses.

There are about a dozen people training, and every one of them is a good hand with a gun, with skillful movements and accurate marksmanship.

Arthur knew that David had dozens of subordinates like this, and they were still recruiting in a steady stream.

With so many good players, they have already surpassed the Van der Linde Gang.