Horse hooves trampled on the gravel on the river bank, making a constant clicking sound.

Lenny Summers' expression was indifferent. When the mighty team finally approached, he strolled forward, took off his hat and said:

"Mr. Song Hao, we've been waiting here for a long time. It's really troublesome for you to come all the way here."

Because this black man spoke politely and did not leave any bad impression on Song Hao.

He simply nodded and said: "Don't say so much, are all the people from your gang up there?"

Lenny looked back in the direction of the Horseshoe Observatory: "Everyone is basically here."

"By the way, we have also prepared some good whiskey for you. If you don't mind, you can try it."

I don’t know why, maybe it’s because my body has already produced a conditioned response, and now I just hear the word whiskey:

Song Hao and Arthur felt an indescribable burning sensation in their stomachs...

Drinking is no joke!

Later, during the short few hundred meters to the Horse Palm Lookout, Lenny in the back kept chatting with John, and the two of them had a great time.

They haven't seen each other for probably several weeks.

Arthur, who was following him, would occasionally chime in. It seemed that their relationship was very good, at least not as bad as imagined.

"Of course, I mean between white people and black people, forget it, you must know what I want to express..."

Finally, after passing through the bushes that had been cleared long ago, familiar figures appeared in front of them.

There are still traces of past life on the grass in the corner.

However, compared to the last conflict scene, the men of the Van der Linde Gang were obviously much more restrained this time.

At least no one dares to carry a gun in their arms.

Only a guy named Kieran Duffy is left to patrol the perimeter to prevent any police or bounty hunters from breaking in.

Looking around now, all the core figures of the two gangs are present, totaling more than 20 people.

God, this is a terrifying amount!

A group of desperadoes gathered together, even the police would be a little scared when they saw it...

The atmosphere suddenly became manic.

Song Hao, who turned over and dismounted, exhaled a puff of milky white smoke and did not forget to put out his cigarette: "It's been a long time no see."

"It seems you taught them what rules and manners are, right?"

Hosea, who was sitting opposite the chair at this time, could naturally hear the unhappiness in his heart.

After all, during the last negotiation process in Iron Lake, something unexpected happened.

Fortunately, there were no casualties at the time.

He patiently and calmly showed a smile: "You are guests today, so of course we have to show the proper etiquette, Mr. Song Hao."

"I think this is also the basic condition for cooperation, that is mutual trust."

After hearing this, Song Hao just shrugged his shoulders, not wanting to talk too much nonsense.

Time waits for no one.

With the leaders of the two gangs sitting on both sides of the wooden table, a tense rescue plan finally kicked off.

The target is clearly Dutch van der Linde!

In addition, the scene actually has a self-evident status symbol:

Surrounding Song Hao and Hosea are naturally Arthur, John and others who have more seniority, and they have a certain right to speak.

A little outside is a group of gunmen such as Aaron and Javier. They need to know the specific content of the operation.

Until the outermost circle, there are women who are purely watching.

Because they don't need to be involved in dangerous tasks...

A breeze blew through the mountains and forests, and Hosea did not forget to pour a glass of wine for Song Hao: "Regarding the matter of Dutch, I hope the Wildfire Gang can lend a helping hand."

"Mr. Song Hao, this is my sincere request."

"Although I really don't want to admit it, judging from the current strength of our Van der Linde gang, we can only watch Da Qi being sent to the gallows by the police."

When the rope is put around his neck, as long as he is under the influence of gravity, the soul of the gang will never open his eyes again.

This is an ending that no one wants to see, except for the bastard Micah who ran away long ago.

After hearing these words, as an old man over fifty years old, Hosea seemed very powerless for a second.

Song Hao was not in a hurry to drink, he just shook the glass calmly:

"Since I will bring people here, I am willing to waste a whole day with you. First of all, it is for Arthur's face. Secondly, I also have my own requirements."

Everyone standing around looked at each other in confusion until he said something puzzling:

"That means your entire Van der Linde gang must obey my arrangements."

"I just want to say east, but I don't want to see anyone running west, understand?"

Javier next to him couldn't help but feel a little excited. He had never seen anyone dare to say such arrogant words.

All follow your orders?

Who the hell are you?

As a result, before he could say anything, Song Hao immediately hinted: "Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't want to agree, this rescue cooperation will be canceled directly."

"After all, to say the least, I am not willing to take my people and you crazy people to Saint Denis to experience the firepower of the police."

"Sooner or later, we'll all be ejaculated in our butts!"

Someone knows one thing very well:

Such extremely dangerous actions will undoubtedly snatch food from the lion's mouth.

As long as there is a problem in one link, it may bring about the result of losing everything, and everyone will 100% burp.

After all, as a conscientious leader, he doesn't want to leave the fate of the entire gang in the hands of others.

The next second, his expression paused, and Song Hao suddenly said coldly: "Besides, there have been traitors in your gang."

"Who can guarantee this time?"

Everyone in the Van der Linde Gang was speechless.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Hosea had to cough a few times:

"Mr. Song Hao, we sincerely want to ask for your help. This is an undoubted fact."

"As for everything you said, just follow the arrangements. I think it's not a bad idea after everyone has discussed a specific rescue plan..."

When he found out that Hosea was about to hand over the power, Bill, who was hiding behind him, was naturally a little unhappy.

The wound on his thigh has been wrapped with gauze, and he looks staggering when he walks: "But then again, why should we believe you, an outsider?"

The sound of disturbing the situation echoed in the Horseshoe Lookout. Hosea didn't want anyone to stand up and make trouble, and was about to scold Bill for interrupting the conversation rashly.

However, the next second, the dead eye opened, and Song Hao's cold eyes were instantly locked on Bill.

The latter was so frightened that he could not help but tremble, as if he could see a scene of his death with a bullet hole in his forehead.

So he stared at Bill, who was breathing heavily, and said angrily: "I don't want to fucking repeat it again."

"It was you who sent Arthur to ask for our help so early in the morning like a coward, not me who came to beg you. Do you understand?"

Looking around, he also issued a warning to others:
Chapter completed!