Unexpectedly, in front of people, his boast was really not a joke.

According to the itinerary mentioned by the man in the top hat, their first stop seemed to be Blackwater Town in the southwest.

As Aaron's hometown, where his ancestors have lived for generations, Blackwater Town's development level is almost second only to Saint-Denis.

The economic situation is very good, otherwise the Van der Linde Gang would not have chosen to make a fortune here.

Although the end is a bit tragic...

But then again, people are happy to watch this novel and fun trendy performance.

Although some people have a sense of curiosity and want to watch a tragic accident in which a ferocious beast slaughters a trainer.

"This is so fucking interesting!"

But no matter what, in just one day, Cirque du Soleil actually gained a huge amount of ticket profits.

It can be said that I have tasted the sweetness.

As for their goal, they set off from Blackwater Town to Strawberry Town, followed by Valentine and Rhodes Town, and even reach the final goal:

Saint Denis!

A new city that is rumored to symbolize money and wealth, with an endless stream of ladies on the streets, there will definitely be great business opportunities.

Having said this, the proud man in the top hat couldn't help boasting: "Friends, our Cirque du Soleil will definitely become world-famous in the West."

"Everyone will like our performance by then, including lions, jackals, and even cougars. I think no one can refuse this temptation."

"Are you right?"

As a result, I kept talking to my employees for a long time, but no one seemed to answer me, and the atmosphere in the shed seemed a bit awkward.

When he came back to his senses, he suddenly realized that Song Hao and his party had already gotten up and fled after a long time, not wanting to listen to his blabbering.

"What a few rude guys..."

"But it doesn't matter, sooner or later you will see the day when I become a millionaire!"

The sound of horse hooves continues, raising layers of dust.

At this time, looking back at the circus on the streets of Strawberry Town and a colorful circular shed, Sadie felt somewhat unhappy.

After all, this is an entertainment activity that I have finally encountered.

How can you leave just like that?

I simply don’t understand a woman’s thoughts at all.

At this second, Song Hao, who was following her on horseback, could naturally detect the slightest hint of emotional problems:

"Don't worry, I feel the same way as you."

"Even if you can't watch it today, it doesn't mean you won't be able to watch it in the future. Sooner or later you will have a chance."

Seeing that Sadie still looked gloomy, he had no choice but to add:

"Besides, didn't we all just listen to what he said? The circus will pass through Valentine soon, and everyone can go see it together then."

"By the way, as long as Abigail agrees, I'm sure I can bring little Jack with me. He will definitely like it very much."

Boys are born like this.

However, a breeze blew by, and John, who was silent beside him, vaguely noticed that he seemed to have ulterior motives.

Because if I remember correctly, when the man in the top hat mentioned Saint Denis, Song Hao was obviously a little stunned.

More importantly, he also specifically asked about the relevant time and distance, which is hard not to make people suspicious.

What exactly does he want to do?

I don’t know:

"Damn it, why can't I ever figure out what he's thinking?"

By the time the three returned to the villa in the Forrest Mountains, it was already late at night.

Their stomachs kept growling along the way, so they simply ate all the lunch and dinner they had brought with them.

Don't tell me, as long as Reina cooks, she will always be trustworthy.

It tastes really good...

Under the dim light in the living room, Sadie did not forget to share what she saw and heard today with Abigail, and she kept laughing.

It was obvious that the two women were chatting happily.

John was outside playing in the mud with little Jack. As a father, he, an outlaw, occasionally took care of his responsibilities.

On the other hand, Aaron, who is on a mission, has not returned yet, and Reina, who has been busy for a day, returned to her room to rest early.

For a time, the entire Wildfire Gang family seemed to have its own rules of life.

It doesn't look like a gang at all...

As for Song Hao, he sat on the bedside and began to think over his plan with only a slowly burning candle.

He must ensure that the danger is reduced as much as possible so as to be foolproof:

"Dutch van der Linde?"

"To be honest, I really don't want to save you, if it weren't for Arthur and John..."

As the leader of a gang, I actually talked a lot with Abigail last night, and I felt very complicated.

Looking at it now, regarding the issue of Dutch being about to be hanged and executed, it is neither a matter of saving nor not saving, it is simply a situation of being stuck in the middle.

【Boom】

Suddenly, I saw a flash of thunder outside the window, which scared the horses in the stable and made a sharp neighing sound.

However, it was the chaotic scene in front of him that suddenly gave him a bold idea, which might be able to revive a dead situation.

The rest:

Do your best and obey destiny!

Because there was a heavy downpour in the night sky, even John in the courtyard hurriedly ran back with Jack and got soaked.

"Damn it, how can you explain this rain?"

"It was thundering just now, wouldn't you remember to come back early?"

Abigail complained a few times, so she had to end her chat with Sadie early and obediently went upstairs to change Jack's clothes.

At this second, Song Hao stretched in the room, obviously having made up his mind.

So he stood up and blew out the flame of the candle:

"Daqi, whether you can survive or not depends on God's protection..."

In the early morning of the next day, a faint sound of horse hoofbeats came from the distance. The man was exactly as he expected:

Wearing a cowboy hat and smoking a cigarette, a man appeared at the door of the villa.

It is worth mentioning that last night's heavy rain seemed to have given the villa a brand new look, and even the air smelled a bit fresher.

Reduced Abigail’s annoying cigarette smell.

This is a good thing, but I don’t know when the rain will stop.

Song Hao, who had been waiting for a long time, wanted to invite Arthur to come in and sit there, but the latter was sitting on the horse alone:

"Brother, before I enter the house, I have to trouble you with something."

However, Song Hao did not answer directly. He turned around and said, "Then you can't let me stand with you in the rain and chat, right?"

Arthur looked at his wet clothes and was speechless.

I almost forgot, unlike me, we don’t need to sleep in the open air...

Strolling into the house, Song Hao, as the owner, did not forget to throw a few pieces of firewood into the stove, so that he could barely keep warm.

After all, someone needs to warm up.

The clock on the wall now shows the time at six-thirty in the morning, and the rest of the Wildfire Gang are still immersed in sleep.

So much so that the villa seemed very quiet.

As a result, as soon as he sat down, Arthur noticed the dark circles under Song Hao's eyes, which must have been due to staying up late last night.

He briefly asked, but the latter didn't care at all: "Stop talking so much nonsense, would you like a glass of whiskey?"

Arthur took off his clothes and placed them next to the stove: "Do you still need to ask me this kind of question?"

"Yes, why am I asking you? It's not you who pays for it anyway..."

Arthur smiled after hearing this, probably trying to hide his shamelessness, thinking that every time he came, he would eat and drink for free.

Song Hao hurriedly motioned for him to be quiet, while he carefully bent down and took out a bottle of whiskey from the cabinet, and at the same time took out two wine glasses.

He tried to avoid making any noise throughout the whole process, he didn't want to disturb other people's dreams:

It is undoubtedly a sin to get up at this time!
To be continued...