The money and the people were gone.
Yes, that's right, when several people worked together to open the mezzanine of the floor, the tens of thousands of dollars and Ella that were piled high disappeared.
John looked back at the reactions of several people: Dutch almost fainted, and Bos was about to cry.
"It's really almost over now." Baoliqi said in the tone of an alcoholic.
"I think we should look for clues nearby," John said.
"Ella...my Ella." Bos knelt on the ground in pain, clutching his face with his hands desperately and whimpering.
Dutch stood up at this time and looked hard at Bosi, who was in grief: "Others are now hanging on by a thread, but you still feel sorry for your wife?"
"Dutch, isn't Ella's life or death uncertain at the moment?" John advised.
"I remember that you have been inducing us to exchange the money for gold, right? Everyone rejected you with great certainty - we gave you enough face, and you asked your unintentional woman to secretly take advantage of us to leave. Take the money and keep it as your own. I know you will have bad thoughts. Even if you take everyone's life, you won't be able to satisfy your greed! Huh... You can't even think of leaving this house today! I'll let you Wife, take the money and go reunite with the gangsters in Beggar Street!"
Bos looked at Dutch, his eyes full of unspeakable sorrow and anger. When a drop of hot tears rolled down from the corner of his eyes, the little butler who usually never dared to talk back to his boss gradually clenched his fists and said Something I had never dared to say before: "Daqi, you are an incompetent waste. You are the beast who caused everyone to die."
Fantasy pulled out his pistol and prepared to shoot Burse, but Dutch held him down.
"Okay! If you want to defend that damn bitch, then we can't avoid a hand-to-hand duel. Only one of us can walk out of this house with the truth today."
John, Fantasy, and Boric were called out of the house and waited patiently for Dutch and Bos to duel on the rooftop. So many things happened suddenly, and John's mind was in a mess. The only thing that was certain was that things did not go according to the route planned by Dutch. Now the conflict between Bos and Dutch has been intensified. If it continues like this, the gang will There is only one ending: dissolution. John told Baoliqi and Fantasy about his idea, and they both nodded in agreement.
The orange-red sun has set, and the sky has a brief blue halo after sunset. This is the most relaxing and comfortable moment, but after a while, the pleasant blues will be swallowed up by endless black.
Finally, Dutch slammed the door and came out with some blood stains on his clothes. Another person died tragically in Saint Denis tonight.
"I have thought about it for a long time. If we go back, we will die. If we just fly away, we can still save a few of our lives." Dutch wiped the corner of his mouth and said, "I was carefully selected. Brothers, you are in the gang. We don’t have a family to support, and our fighting ability is the strongest. Just now I killed a crying sissy, and now the gang has finally completed its downsizing.”
"What do you mean, we won't go back to the manor to save people?" John asked, he couldn't believe what Dutch said.
"Yes, not really. We have to leave Lemoyne State overnight, because there will inevitably be a fierce battle between Stritch and Lemieux tonight."
"Dutch, you should never abandon your brothers no matter what," John said.
Baoliqi patted John on the shoulder: "Brother, saving your life is the most important thing now. Going back at this time will undoubtedly lead to death."
John thought for a while, and then said resolutely: "Even if I can't save those people, I won't follow you as a deserter."
Seeing that John had expressed his determination, Dutch spread his hands and said, "It doesn't matter. You have the ability to decide whether to stay or go. This is just a further downsizing of the Van der Linde Gang."
The four of them walked down McMaha Street, and at the intersection at the end, Dutch stopped the sullen John Coster.
"Brother, I think I can call you that. I did misunderstand and humiliate you before, but the Van der Linde Gang has provided you with shelter for more than half a year, which can be regarded as compensation for you. Brother John, I have long discovered that you and Others are different. I can see the flames of revenge burning in your eyes, but no matter who you want to take revenge on, I just want to advise you to implement it as soon as possible. We don’t have much time left. The technology in several surrounding states is advancing rapidly. , and our bodies are getting older, so we must not be like other people in this land and accept the ending of enthusiasm being extinguished by the years of history.”
